Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise

Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear

I rise

What kind of figurative language is used in the poem above?

Consider the last two lines of the poem again. why do you think the old woman sees herself as a terrible fish? why did she choose to compare her to a fish? why do you think she chose to use the word "terrible"? write your answer in two hundred words.

If an item does not contain a fragment, write correct. if the item contains a fragment, rewrite it to make it one or more complete sentences. 1.)their faces shining with delight at seeing the movie star. 2.)i wanted one thing. to take a long nap 3.)the committee was irrupted by this application. which we received just yesterday. 4.)i enjoy working with my hands. 5.)traffic lights flashing erratically as the cars jammed in the intersection, unsure whose turn it was to proceed. 6.)the apples cooked. with their sweet juices bubbling away. 7.)just as mr. chao said goodbye. 8.)classified ads filled the pages of the newspaper. 9.)a report to write and math to do before tomorrow. 10.)the silhouettes of the trees against the light of the moon.

Which two passages in this excerpt from the death of ivan illych does leo tolstoy use to suggest that ivan ilych feels like his life is slipping away from him? "what's the use? it makes no difference," he said to himself, staring with wide-open eyes into the darkness. "death. yes, death. and none of them knows or wishes to know it, and they have no pity for me. now they are playing." (he heard through the door the distant sound of a song and its accompaniment.) "it's all the same to them, but they will die too! fools! i first, and they later, but it will be the same for them. and now they are merry . . the beasts! " anger choked him and he was agonizingly, unbearably miserable. "it is impossible that all men have been doomed to suffer this awful horror! " he raised himself. "something must be wrong. i must calm myself—must think it all over from the beginning." and he again began thinking. "yes, the beginning of my illness: i knocked my side, but i was still quite well that day and the next. it hurt a little, then rather more. i saw the doctors, then followed despondency and anguish, more doctors, and i drew nearer to the abyss. my strength grew less and i kept coming nearer and nearer, and now i have wasted away and there is no light in my eyes.