1) We Have a place for the common orchestra.
2) layout, special effects, seating
arrangement, the importance of drama and religion, setting, location
and architectural features.
3) The fine arts, and designs are very different as well. for example: ancient Greek art consisted, of many god symbols. and the humor of the play is different than today's as well.
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Answer:
<h2>Past:</h2>
Attitudes of people in the past would have been more peaceful since they did not have any complex economic, social or political problems. Thus, their attitudes and feelings were much simple than the present day. Present: People in the present are more educated, open and free to express their opinions.
<h2>Now:???</h2>
Explanation:
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The horrible sound that the narrator hears is actually his own heartbeat, which grows louder, stronger, and quicker as the narrator becomes more thrilled. This explains why, as his adrenaline began to flow moments before murdering, he could hear his own heart yet mistook it for the elderly man's.
It is to be noted that the above story is culled from Tell-Tale Heart.
<h3>
What is Tell-Tale Heart about?</h3>
Edgar Allan Poe's short story "The Tell - Tale Heart" is written in the horror genre.
It depicts murdering someone and then confessing to the police because of a bad conscience.
The purpose of this thesis is to extensively evaluate the narrative, covering its topics as well as literary and rhetorical strategies.
<h3>Who is a narrator?</h3>
The person via whose perspective or paradigm a story is being told is called the narrator.
The narrator could be any of the following types;
- first person
- second person
- third person limited; and
- third person omniscient.
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Answer:is the answer a table?
Explanation:
Answer:
The light of hissing gas lamps lit up the old bookshop. Down below street level, Jeremiah Franklin looked up at the translucent street slab, sensing, more than hearing, raindrops spattering the paving stones, their noise barely perceptible through the door and windows above. It was four o’clock on a deadly dull Wednesday afternoon in December and Jeramiah felt inclined to close early, though the voice of his father, Harrold, rang in his ears, “Stay open to the advertised hour, lad, and people will trust your word … and your prices!” The bell rang and, before Jeremiah could ascend to the ground floor, a woman with a wet umbrella and an equally wet child, a young boy of about six, began to descend the stairs to the basement and Jeremiah’s desk. “Good afternoon, do you have such a thing as an atlas of Mexico and the South Americas?” she enquired.
Explanation:
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