Aportrait of the artist as a young man

by james joyce (excerpt)

the vances lived in number seven. they had a different father and mother. they were eileen’s father and mother. when they were grown up he was going to marry eileen. he hid under the table. his mother said:

—o, stephen will apologise.

dante said:
—o, if not, the eagles will come and pull out his eyes.

pull out his eyes,
apologise,
apologise,
pull out his eyes.

apologise,
pull out his eyes,
pull out his eyes,
apologise.

select the correct answer.
what do the rhyming lines at the end of the excerpt contribute to the narrative?

a-they emphasize stephen's defiance of the threats made by his parents and aunt.
b-they signal that the narrative is reflecting stephen's personal experience.
c-they indicate that from a young age stephen liked to turn conflict into art.
d-they hint that stephen's family often sought to control his behavior.

In "i know why the caged bird sings," how doesmarguerite's reaction to oppression differ from the reactionof the caged bird? •she refuses to dress nicely for mrs. flowers.•she refuses to leave the house.•she refuses to eat mrs. flowers's cookies.•she refuses to speak to anyone.

Describe how the festival of spring bring out the latent joy in human nature?

Which excerpts from the war of the worldseffectively use setting to provide a contrast to the horror of the plot? (select all that apply.)the war of the worldshe remained standing at the edge of the pit that the thing had made for itself, staring at its strange appearance, astonished chiefly at its unusual shape and colour, and dimly perceiving even then some evidence of design in its arrival. the early morning was wonderfully still, and the sun, just clearing the pine trees towards weybridge, was already warm.they shouted consolation and promises, and went off back to the town again to get . one can imagine them, covered with sand, excited and disordered, running up the little street in the bright sunlight just as the shop folks were taking down their shutters and people were opening their bedroom windows.it was glaringly hot, not a cloud in the sky nor a breath of wind, and the only shadow was that of the few scattered pine trees. the burning heather had been extinguished, but the level ground towards ottershaw was blackened as far as one could see, and still giving off vertical streamers of smoke.an enormous hole had been made by the impact of the projectile, and the sand and gravel had been flung violently in every direction over the heath, forming heaps visible a mile and a half away. the heather was on fire eastward, and a thin blue smoke rose against the dawn.