Answer:
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,
The furrows followed free;
We were the first that ever burst
Into that silent sea
Explanation:
or
“O words are lightly spoken,”
Said Pearse to Connolly,
“Maybe a breath of politic words
Has withered our Rose Tree;
Or maybe but a wind that blows
Across the bitter sea."
“It needs to be but watered,”
James Connolly replied,
“To make the green come out again
And spread on every side,
And shake the blossom from the bud
To be the garden's pride.”
"But where can we draw water,”
Said Pearse to Connolly,
“When all the wells are parched away?
O plain as plain can be
There's nothing but our own red blood
Can make a right Rose Tree.”
1.a
2.b
3.a
4.a
5.c
6.c
7.a
8.c
9.a
10.a
11.b
12.b
13.b
14.a
15.d
16.b
17.a
18. c & b
19. b&d
20.a
22.a&d
Answer:
Timmy Bob fell from the yellow rocker
Explanation:
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C. encounter poverty in a rich city
The answer should be B) This soup needs some<span>more salt and more pepper, in my opinion.</span>
