Question 16 Marks
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
All lovely tales that we have heard or read,
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
All lovely tales that we have heard or read,
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
Answer
View full question & answer→Explanation - The poet says that he also admires the fertile imagination of those builders and architects of the bygone era, who built the beautiful domes to adorn the mausoleums of great and powerful people who changed and made history. In the same way the lovely and inspiring stories that we hear or read are also decorated with sublime beauty. These immortal tales are like a never-ending fountain of an elixir that pours into our souls from the cup of heaven.