Read the quotation from "Song of Myself." I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

C

Explanation:

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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

it'd be the heavy rain and the town council, or b and d.