Poem Comprehension :
Our lays are of cities whose lustre is shed, The laughter and beauty of women long dead; The sword of old battles, the crown of old kings, And happy and simple and sorrowful things.
(a) Whose lustre is shed?
(b) Whose laughter and beauty had the poet mentioned here?
(c) What do you mean by the word ‘lustre’?
(d) Do they also sing of sorrowful things?