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What are all of the literally devices in the poem l’envoi by willa cather

Who is the speaker? read the quotations and answer the questions for each quote. quotation analysis "those who labor in the earth are the chosen people of " what is the main idea of the quotation? who do you think is the speaker? what evidence from the background reading leads you to the conclusion about the speaker? 2. "all communities divide themselves into the few and the many. the first are rich and well born, the other the mass of the people…" what is the main idea of the quotation? they divided the people in between rich and poor who do you think is the speaker? hamilton what evidence from the background reading leads you to the conclusion about the speaker? federalists believed that the country should be ruled by the by the best people 3. "laws are made for men of ordinary understanding and should, therefore, be construed by the ordinary rules of common sense." what is the main idea of the quotation? who do you think is the speaker? what evidence from the background reading leads you to the conclusion about the speaker? 4. "a fondness for power is implanted in most men, and it is natural to abuse it when acquired." what is the main idea of the quotation? who do you think is the speaker? what evidence from the background reading leads you to the conclusion about the speaker?

What is the effect of narrator's word choice on the tone of this passage? the words "my heart shrank within itself" create a fearful tone. the words "wounded his fellow" develop a remorseful tone. the words "struck harsh upon my ears" suggest an irritated tone. the words "better-omened" set a hopeful tone. excerpt from "the cabuliwallah" by rabindranath tagore i was sitting in my study, looking through the accounts, when some one entered, saluting respectfully, and stood before me. it was rahmun the cabuliwallah. at first i did not recognise him. he had no bag, nor the long hair, nor the same vigour that he used to have. but he smiled, and i knew him again. "when did you come, rahmun? " i asked him. "last evening," he said, "i was released from jail." the words struck harsh upon my ears. i had never before talked with one who had wounded his fellow, and my heart shrank within itself when i realised this; for i felt that the day would have been better-omened had he not turned up.