Read the excerpt from Anthem. Here, on this mountain, I and my sons and my chosen friends
shall build our new land and our fort. And it will
become as the heart of the earth, lost and hidden at first, but beating, beating louder each day. And word of it
will reach every corner of the earth. And the roads of the world will become as veins which will carry the best
of the world's blood to my threshold. And all my brothers, and the Councils of my brothers, will hear of it, but
they will be impotent against me.
The imagery of "the heart" suggests what relationship between the society the narrator plans to build on the
mountain and the outside world?
The new society will be restricted to the narrator's sons and selected friends.
Membership for the new society on the mountain will be open to anyone.
The narrator will establish the new society on the mountain and then will bring it to his brothers and the Councils of
brothers.
News of the new society on the mountain will gradually spread to the outside world, and the independent thinkers
will come to it.
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Historical fiction is concerned with depicting historical figures and events in a new light. in this excerpt from arthur conan doyle's "the contest," which two sentences most clearly describe historical elements? policles sprang readily to his feet at the challenge, and the great company making way for him to pass, he found himself a minute later standing in his unkempt garb, with his frayed and weather-beaten harp in his hand, before the expectant crowd. he stood for a moment tightening a string here and slackening another there until his chords rang true. then, amid a murmur of laughter and jeers from the roman benches immediately before him, he began to sing. he had prepared no composition, but he had trained himself to improvise, singing out of his heart for the joy of the music. he told of the land of elis, beloved of jupiter, in which they were gathered that day, of the great bare mountain slopes, of the swift shadows of the clouds, of the winding blue river, of the keen air of the uplands, of the chill of the evenings, and the beauties of earth and sky. it was all simple and childlike, but it went to the hearts of the olympians, for it spoke of the land which they knew and loved. yet when he at last dropped his hand, few of them dared to applaud, and their feeble voices were drowned by a storm of hisses and groans from his opponents. he shrank back in horror from so unusual a reception, and in an instant his blue-clad rival was in his place. if he had sung badly before, his performance now was inconceivable. his screams, his grunts, his discords, and harsh jarring cacophonies were an outrage to the very name of music.