Here she lies, a pretty bud,

Lately made of flesh and blood;

Who as soon fell fast asleep

As her little eyes did peep.

Give her strewings, but not stir

The earth that lightly covers her.

 

A. anger
B. admiration
C. indifference
D. joy

Correct Answer:

Option B = admiration

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