It’s neither red nor sweet. it doesn’t melt or turn over, break or harden, so it can’t feel pain, yearning, regret. it doesn’t have a tip to spin on, it isn’t even shapely— just a thick clutch of muscle, lopsided, mute. still, i feel it inside its cage sounding a dull tattoo: i want, i want— but i can’t open it: there’s no key. i can’t wear it on my sleeve, or tell you from the bottom of it how i feel. here, it’s all yours, now— but you’ll have to take me, too. how does the phrase “i can't wear it on my sleeve” in lines 24-25, impact the meaning of the poem? a) it emphasizes that people should not have a literal view of their heart. b) it supports the speaker’s belief in keeping one’s feelings hidden from others. c) it rejects the idea that everyone needs love in their lives to feel fulfilled. d) it reveals the speaker’s envy of people who are more willing to falling in love.

Select the contred text in the passage which sentence in this excerpt from john galsworthy's narrative essay "gone" reflects his view that there is no afterlife? an old woman and mrs. herd's sister were in the sitting-room, they showed us to the crazy, narrow stairway. though we lived distant but four hundred yards of a crows flight, we had never seen mrs. herd before, for that is the way of things in this land of minding one's own business a slight dark girlish-looking woman, almost quite refined away, and with those eyes of the dying, where the spirit is coming through, as it only does when it knows that al is over except just the passing. she lay in a double bed with clean white sheets. a white-washed room, so low that the ceiling almost touched our heads, some flowers in a bow, the small lattice window open. though it was hot in there, it was better far than the rooms of most families in towns, living on a wage of twice as much, for here was no sign of defeat in decency or cleanliness. in her face, as in poor herd's, was that same strange minging of resigned despair and almost eager appeal, so terrible to disappoint. yet, trying not to disappoint it, one felt guilty of treachery: what was the good, the kindness in making this poor bird flutter still with hope against the bars, when fast prison had so surely closed in round her? but what else could we do? we could not give her those glib assurances that naive souls make so easily to others concerning their after state. and the night was so beautiful, so utterly glamourously beautiful, with its star-flowers, and its silence and its trees clothed in moonlight. all was tranquil as a dream of sleep. but it was long before our hearts wandering with poor herd, would let us remember that she had slipped away into so beautiful a dream

As you read in this lesson, satire depends on the audience recognizing and agreeing with the satirist’s implicit criticism of his or her target. how effective can satire be in shaping behavior or opinions if the audience is always in on the joke and thus never the target? your answer should be at least 250 words.

Choose the answer. what literary device is apparent in the title of the poem "war is kind," what what effect does it have on the reader's interpretation?