Question

Day by day the nightingale

Grew more sorrowful and pale.

Night on night her tired song

Zipped and trilled and bounced along,

Till the birds and beasts grew tired

At a voice so uninspired

And the ticket office gross

Crashed, and she grew more morose -

For her ears were now addicted

To applause quite unrestricted,

And to sing into the night

All alone gave no delight.

She no longer enjoyed singing alone as

1. she wanted to sing only for titled crowd

2. she was now used to the appreciation she got

3. the frog was no longer with her

4. she had become proud of herself

Answer 1

2. she was now used to the appreciation she got