Well don't put it in these exact words but... he didn't make good decisions so people didn't think he was a good guy so society thought the worst of him
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it is asking if you act how you really feel around everyone listed. most likely, societal forces cause you to behave differently unless you are completely alone so all probably apply
<span>a few of the characteristics from emerson's heroism that were necessary for defeating the monster Grendel were bravery, courage, and fearlessness. without Beowulf being courageous he would have never wanted to fight Grendel in the first place. Beowulf says "i shall manage the matter" meaning he will slay the monster no matter what it takes of him, which also shows his bravery. Beowulf talks as if he's talking to the monster and tells the monster basically to decide its own fate. This shows he's not afraid of Grendel.</span>
Answer: These choices emphasize the fact that Hamlet is considering taking his own life.
Explanation: In Act III, Scene I, of "The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark" by William Shakespeare, in the adaptation of this excerpt by Laurence Olivier the effect that these choices have is that <u><em>they emphasize the fact that Hamlet is considering taking his own life</em></u>. Hamlet is placed on a rock located on a cliff overlooking the sea. He looks at the sea in fear. He considers his life as a sea of troubles, and thinks of ending his life to finish with his suffering.
I arose from my bed and drew the crisp air into my lungs. No one enjoys mornings as much as me. After dressing myself in only the coziest of pajamas and drinking the freshest chamomile tea known to mankind, I prepared for possibly the most exciting part of my average day: breakfast. I hopped to the kitchen, stretching out every groggy muscle along the way like a cat after a long nap, and pried open the doors to the pantry. In front of me stretched my most prized collections: granola, oatmeal, cereals, waffle and pancake mix, and any fixings any sane human could imagine. I snatched up the newly opened box of my favorite kind of Special K and pranced to the long-time home of the milk jug. The light from the fridge framed my face, brimming with a smile, and the produce and condiments smiled back at me with glee. That joy came to an abrupt end, as the weight of my ill-prepared morning came crashing down like an anvil onto my cheery reality. Searching frantically, I grasped and threw anything in the way of my targeted item, but the large, clear milk jug was no where to be found. My morning was in ruins, and the smile fell from my face into pieces beneath my feet, just as did my cereal as made a poor attempt to pour it back into the slim cardboard cereal box. My perfect morning was in tatters, and I crawled back into bed.
