Read stanzas 3 and 4 from the poem.

Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ‘tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:—
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

What tone is conveyed through the poet’s word choice here?


A.
defeat


B.
gratitude


C.
awe


D.
confusion