Iqbal Series 5th English — MCQs, Short & Long Questions

Model answers for poem stanzas aren’t in the question bank yet. Practise writing your own; answers will appear here as they’re added.

The wind comes stealing o’er the grass
To whisper pretty things;
And though I cannot see him pass,
I feel his careful wings.

The sunshine flickers through the lace
Of leaves above my head,
And kisses me upon the face
Like mother, before bed.

So many gentle friends are near
Whom one can scarcely see,
A child should never feel a fear,
Wherever he may be.

How good to lie a little while
And look up through the tree!
The sky is like a kind big smile
Bent sweetly over me.

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