What has hamlet done with the play and what is the play titled

1. in "the legend of sleepy hollow," how does his habit of reading frightening tales in the afternoon affect ichabod crane? a. it makes him fall asleep next to the brook by his schoolhouse. b. it makes him think about creating scary stories of his own. c. it makes him nervous and fearful at night. d. it makes him that there is no danger in sleepy hollow. 2. in "the legend of sleepy hollow," how does brom bones feel when he sees ichabod crane dancing with katrina van tassel at the party? a. relieved b. bored c. confused d. jealous 3. in "the legend of sleepy hollow," what happens to ichabod crane after he leaves the party? a. he is challenged to a duel by brom bones. b. he is fired from his job and asked to leave sleepy hollow. c. he is married to katrina van tassel and they live happily ever after. d. he is chased by someone he believes to be the headless horseman. 4. how do the villagers react to rip van winkle when he first returns to town after disappearing for 20 years? a. they are kind to him. b. they ignore him. c. they are suspicious of him. d. they celebrate him as a hero. 5. which best describes rip van winkle? a. he's smart, funny, and generous, but he's also spiteful. b. he's sweet, romantic, and handsome, but he's also impatient. c. he's simple, good-natured, and well-liked, but he's also lazy. d. he's old, wise, and friendly, but he also has a short temper 6. which best describes "rip van winkle"? a. it is an american epic. b. it is a true story. c. it is a ballad. d. it is an american legend. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Prior to researching, a writer should a. create an outline b. cite sources c. compose a draft d. create research questions select the best answer from the choices provided a b c d the answer is d

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