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What is the cause of writing (rhetorical devices)?

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English, 21.06.2019 19:30, psychiclion

For this assignment, you will create a multimedia presentation in response to the following prompt: research suggests that laughter improves people’s emotional and physical well-being. create a multimedia presentation to inform the audience about the positive effects of laughter on emotional and physical health.

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English, 22.06.2019 02:50, pickettkunisha14

Which sentences from part 1 of the call of the wild would best serve as evidence of the theme "sometimes survival depends on knowing when not to fight"? buck had accepted the rope with quiet dignity. to be sure, it was an unwonted performance: but he had learned to trust in men he knew, and to give them credit for a wisdom that outreached his own. he had merely intimated his displeasure, in his pride believing that to intimate was to command. but to his surprise the rope tightened around his neck, shutting off his breath. he saw, once for all, that he stood no chance against a man with a club. he had learned the lesson, and in all his after life he never forgot it. that had given them an unfair advantage; but now that it was off, he would show them. they would never get another rope around his neck.

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English, 22.06.2019 03:30, cocodemain

Hamlet is often called a tragic hero who is torn between thought and action. why does he not kill claudius when he sees him in act iii, scene iii? why does he kill polonius in act iii, scene iv? how do these two actions affect your understanding of hamlet as a man of thought or a man of action? your answer should be at least 250 words.

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English, 22.06.2019 07:00, Jasten

This excerpt is from “the poet” by alfred, lord tennyson. the poem describes a poet's consciousness and perception. which three lines suggest the richness of a poet's thoughts? thus truth was multiplied on truth, [the world like one great garden show'd,] and thro' the wreaths of floating dark upcurl'd, rare sunrise flow'd. [and freedom rear'd in that august sunrise] her beautiful bold brow, when rites and forms before his burning eyes melted like snow. [there was no blood upon her maiden robes] sunn'd by those orient skies; but round about the circles of the globes of her keen eyes and in her raiment's hem was traced in flame wisdom, a name to shake [all evil dreams of power--a sacred name.] and when she spake, [her words did gather thunder as they ran,] and as the lightning to the thunder which follows it, riving the spirit of man, making earth wonder, so was their meaning to her words. no sword of wrath her right arm whirl'd, [ but one poor poet's scroll, and with 'his' word] she shook the world.