Directions: Read the extract given below and answer the questions that follow by selecting the most appropriate options:

Lo! where the moon along the sky

Sails with her happy destiny;

Oft is she hid from mortal eye

Or dimly seen,

But when the clouds asunder fly

How bright her mein!

Far different we a froward race,

Thousands though rich in Fortune grace

With cherished sullenness of pace

Their way pursue,

Ingrates who wear a smileless face

The whole year through.

If kindred humours e'er would make

My spirit droop for drooping's sake,

From fancy Following in thy wake,

Bright ship of heaven!

A counter impulse let me take

And be forgiven.