The day of my father's funeral had also been my nineteenth birthday. as we drove him to the graveyard, the spoils of injustice, anarchy, discontent, and hatred were all around us. it seemed to me that god himself had devised, to mark my father's end, the most sustained and brutally dissonant of codas. and it seemed to me, too, that the violence which rose all about us as my father left the world had been devised as a corrective for the pride of his eldest son. which sentence best explains how the structure of the excerpt supports the author's purpose? which sentence best explains how the structure of the excerpt supports the author's purpose? a. it contrasts the somber mood of a funeral procession with the happy memories baldwin has about his father. b. it interweaves elements of narrative and commentary to convey the message that hatred is destructive. c. it compares a term signifying the end of a musical piece with his father's death to illustrate the finality of death. d. it ties baldwin's father's funeral to his birthday and shows that the author is angry that his father died on that day.

Which of the following characters from a midsummer night's dream is used as an allusion to earlier english poetry

Of the three selections you read in this lesson, discuss the one story or poem that you think most closely represents the transcendentalist way of thinking. include textual evidence from both short story or poem and emerson or thoreau's essay that you use as an example. you should have no less than eight to ten sentences.

Select the correct text in the passage. in richard connell's short story "the most dangerous game," zaroffs aristocratic appearance and dignified manners mask his sinister, animalistic nature. which line from the excerpt best provides a glimpse into his true nature? rainsford's first impression was that the man was singularly handsome; his second was that there was an original, almost bizarre quality about the general's face. he was a tall man past middle age, for his hair was a vivid white; but his thick eyebrows and pointed military mustache were as black as the night from which rainsford had come. his eyes, too, were black and very bright. he had high cheekbones, a sharpcut nose, a spare, dark face-the face of a man used to giving orders, the face of an aristocrat. turning to the giant in uniform, the general made a sign. the giant put away his pistol, saluted, withdrew. "ivan is an incredibly strong fellow," remarked the general, "but he has the misfortune to be deaf and dumb. a simple fellow, but, i'm afraid, like all his race, a bit of a savage." "is he russian? " "he is a cossack," said the general, and his smile showed red lips and pointed teeth. "so am i." half apologetically general zaroff said, "we do our best to preserve the amenities of civilization here. forgive any lapses. we are well off the beaten track, you know." laughter shook the general. "how extraordinarily droll you are! " he said. "one does not expect nowadays to find a young man of the educated class, even in america, with such a naive, and, if i may say so, mid-victorian point of view. it's like finding a snuffbox in a limousine. ah, well, doubtless you