A. the poets who created them were directly influenced by one another.
Answer:
Life goes on despite terrible occurrences.
Explanation:
"In Spite of War" is a poem written by<em> Angela Morgan</em>. It shows the readers that life goes on even after terrible happenings around the world, such as earthquakes or war. Many people die every time, but<u><em> life continues</em></u>. She depicted life by emphasizing the <em>"blooming of the flowers."</em> In order for people to enjoy the life that they're living, in whatever era or situation, they should<em> look at its brighter side and be grateful.</em> Doing this can give them a <em>hope</em> to<u><em> continue living</em></u>.
Open a brokerage account and look for low trade commissions (lower than $7). that's only some of the steps (its all i remember so far)
Shakespeare's sonnets are written predominantly in a meter called iambic pentameter, a rhyme scheme in which each sonnet line consists of ten syllables<span>. </span>
So far, things were utterly dull: nobody had thundered, there were no arguments between opposing counsel, there was no drama; a grave disappointment to all present, it seemed. Atticus was proceeding amiably, as if he were involved in a title dispute. With his infinite capacity for calming turbulent seas, he could make a rape case
Well how do you know we ain't Negroes?"
"Uncle Jack Finch says we really don't know. He says as far as he can trace back the Finches we ain't, but for all he knows we mighta come straight out of Ethiopia durin' the Old Testament."
"Well if we came out durin' the Old Testament it's too long ago to matter."
"That's what I thought," said Jem, "but around here once you have a drop of Negro blood, that makes you all black." (16.78-81) as dry as a sermon. (17.56)
As Judge Taylor banged his gavel, Mr. Ewell was sitting smugly in the witness chair, surveying his handiwork. With one phrase he had turned happy picnickers into a sulky, tense, murmuring crowd, being slowly hypnotized by gavel taps lessening in intensity until the only sound in the courtroom was a dim pink-pink-pink: the judge might have been rapping the bench with a pencil. (17.95)
