Which kind of jazz would you rather listen to the kind described in stanzas 2 and 3 or the kind described in stanza 4

not sure but i think it’s the snug nest

your blank of voice often reflects your feelings emotion and thoughts

the grass-plot before the jail, in prison lane, on a certain summer morning, not less than two centuries ago, was occupied by a pretty large number of the inhabitants of boston; all with their eyes intently fastened on the iron-clamped oaken door.

— the scarlet letter,

nathaniel hawthorne

''eyes intently fastened''

''iron-clamped oaken door''

are the answers

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