Roman drama declined in popularity during the height and fall of the Roman Empire because: . Select all that apply. The new Christian regime banned performances.
Audiences were more interested in the spectacle of gladiator events.
Many Roman citizens left the city for the country.
Audiences rejected the use of melodrama.
Romans sought more intellectually demanding entertainment.

Read the excerpts from the land. [willie] turned to my daddy. "it's my boy mitchell done this, mister edward, and i know there ain't no way t' make it up t' ya if this here horse don't heal right, but i jus' 'bout t' put a strap t' mitchell my own self 'bout what he done. i'm gonna put a strap t' him right now, matter of fact! " with that said, he positioned his whip and turned toward mitchell. *** my daddy stopped and looked at me. "no," he said. "i'm not going to whip you, paul. no, your punishment is that you'll never get to ride ghost wind again. i figure you'll remember that a whole lot longer than a whipping. you won't ride any of the other horses either, including the appaloosa, until i say so." which statement about willie’s and mister edward’s reactions is true? both men believe that their sons should be held accountable for their behavior. both men believe that their sons need to learn to handle horses properly. both men believe that their sons will likely harm the horses if they ride them. both men believe that their sons have permanently injured ghost wind

How do pip's feelings of guilt in chapter 6 fluctuate? a. he feels both guilty and exhilarated by the opportunity to interact with a convict. b. he doesn't feel any true guilt, but rather fear that he will be caught and self-loathing that he stole. c. he feels guilty, but only until the convict is found. d. he feels guilty for lying to joe, but not for stealing from mrs. joe, because he doesn't love her.

What theme is the main theme of this excerpt from the metal pig by hans christian andersen? in the garden of the grand duke's palace under the roof of one of the wings were a thousand roses bloom in winter, a little ragged boy had been sitting the whole day long. the boy might serve as a type of italy lovely and smiling and yet suffering. he was hungry and thirsty but no one gave him anything and when it became dark and they were about to close the gardens, the porter turned him out. a long time he stood musing on the bridge which crosses the arno and looking at the glittering stars that were reflected in the water which flowed between him and the wonderful marble bridge trinita. he then walked away towards the metal pig, half note down, clasped it with his arms, and, putting his mouth to the shining snout, drink deep droughts of the fresh water. close-by lay a few salad leaves into chestnuts, which register for his supper. no one was in the street but himself. it belonged only to him. he boldly seated himself on the pig's back, leaned forward so that his curly head could rest on the head of the animal, and, before he was aware, fell asleep. it was midnight. the metal pig raised himself gently, and the boy heard him say quite distinctly, hold tight little boy, for i am going to run, and way he started for most wonderful ride first they arrived at the p as the del granduca and the metal horse which bears the dukes statue made allowed