<span> <span>ALL I could see from where I stood</span>Was three long mountains and a wood;I turned and looked the other way,And saw three islands in a bay.<span>So with my eyes I traced the line 5</span>Of the horizon, thin and fine,Straight around till I was comeBack to where I’d started from;And all I saw from where I stood<span>Was three long mountains and a wood. 10</span>Over these things I could not see:These were the things that bounded me;And I could touch them with my hand,Almost, I thought, from where I stand.<span>And all at once things seemed so small 15</span>My breath came short, and scarce at all.But, sure, the sky is big, I said;Miles and miles above my head;So here upon my back I’ll lie<span>And look my fill into the sky. 20</span>And so I looked, and, after all,The sky was not so very tall.The sky, I said, must somewhere stop,And—sure enough!—I see the top!<span>The sky, I thought, is not so grand; 25</span>I ’most could touch it with my hand!And reaching up my hand to try,I screamed to feel it touch the sky.I screamed, and—lo!—Infinity<span>Came down and settled over me; 30</span>Forced back my scream into my chest,Bent back my arm upon my breast,And, pressing of the UndefinedThe definition on my mind,<span>Held up before my eyes a glass 35</span>Through which my shrinking sight did passUntil it seemed I must beholdImmensity made manifold;Whispered to me a word whose sound<span>Deafened the air for worlds around, 40</span>And brought unmuffled to my earsThe gossiping of friendly spheres,The creaking of the tented sky,The ticking of Eternity.<span>I saw and heard and knew at last 45</span>The How and Why of all things, past,And present, and forevermore.The Universe, cleft to the core,Lay open to my probing sense<span>That, sick’ning, I would fain pluck thence 50</span>But could not,—nay! But needs must suckAt the great wound, and could not pluckMy lips away till I had drawnAll venom out.—Ah, fearful pawn!<span>For my omniscience paid I toll 55</span>In infinite remorse of soul.All sin was of my sinning, allAtoning mine, and mine the gallOf all regret. Mine was the weight<span>Of every brooded wrong, the hate 60</span>That stood behind each envious thrust,Mine every greed, mine every lust.And all the while for every grief,Each suffering, I craved relief<span>With individual desire,— 65</span>Craved all in vain! And felt fierce fireAbout a thousand people crawl;Perished with each,—then mourned for all!A man was starving in Capri;<span>He moved his eyes and looked at me; 70</span>I felt his gaze, I heard his moan,And knew his hunger as my own.I saw at sea a great fog bankBetween two ships that struck and sank;<span>A thousand screams the heavens smote; 75</span>And every scream tore through my throat.No hurt I did not feel, no deathThat was not mine; mine each last breathThat, crying, met an answering cry<span>From the compassion that was I. 80</span>All suffering mine, and mine its rod;Mine, pity like the pity of God.Ah, awful weight! InfinityPressed down upon the finite Me!<span>My anguished spirit, like a bird</span></span>
Answer:true.
Explanation: it is true, I had the same question in my exam.
The correct answer is " Prevent a vote on a bill by speaking continuously on the floor."
This method has been used numerous times in the United States Congress in order to prevent a bill from being voted on. This method involves one individual or multiple people continuing to speak for several hours. This filibuster procedure is legal and is often debated about whether it should stay this way.
