Question

AULA 02
Preencha os espaços em branco com os sufixos -ness lesse ing
Ode To A Nightingale - Poem by John Keats
My heart aches, and a drowsy
(numb)_
pains
My sense, as though of hemlock i had drunk,
Or emptied some dull oplate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot.
But being too happy in thy
(happy)_
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees,
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows
(number)_
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
What thou among the leaves hast never
known
The (weary)._
the
fever, and the fret
Here, where men sit and hear each other​

Answer 1

Resposta:

Numbness

Happiness

Numberless

Weariness

Suponho que esteja certinho porque pesquisei o poema ;)