Describe the different ways that Rasheed and Mariam show grief

Without saying a word, berthe seized the child, kissed it and hugged it to her. then she raised her tear-filled eyes to him, asking: "did you say that the mother was dead? " he answered: "yes—just now—in my arms. i had broken with her since summer. i knew nothing. the physician sent for me." then berthe murmured: "well, we will bring up the little one." in this excerpt from "a wedding gift," the scene is an example of situational irony because berthe behaves in a surprising way an example of the theme of redemption because the child has another chance an example of dramatic irony because berthe behaves in a surprising way an example of the theme of tragedy because the infant's mother has just died

What is the theme of the poem, my tongue is divided into two by quique aviles? my tongue is divided into twoby virtue, coincidence or heavenwords jumping out of my mouthstepping on each otherenjoying being a voice for the messageexpecting conclusionsmy tongue is divided into twointo heavy accent bits of confusioninto miracles and accidentssaying things that hurt the heartdrowning in a language that lives, jumps, translatesmy tongue is divided by natureby our crazy desire to triumph and conquerthis tongue is cut up into equal piecesone wants to curse and sing out loudthe other one simply wants to ask for watermy tongue is divided into twoone side likes to partythe other one takes refuge in prayingtongueenglish of the funny soundstonguefunny sounds in englishtonguesounds funny in englishtonguein funny english soundsmy tongue sometimes acts like twoand it goes crazynot knowing which side should be speakingwhich side translatingmy tongue is divided into twoa border patrol runs through the middlefrisking wordsasking for proper identificationchecking for pronunciationmy tongue is divided into twomy tongue is divided into twoi like my tongueit says what feels righti like my tongueit says what feels rightby quique aviles

Highlight all instances of parallel structure. there is no longer any room for hope. if we wish to be free—if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending—if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained—we must fight!