Answer:
Metaphor.
Explanation:
Metaphor type of figurative language used by Romeo to convey his feelings towards Juliet. Metaphor is a type of speech used directly refers to one thing by mentioning another. It may provide hidden similarities between two different ideas. For example, Romeo used the sun as a metaphor for his beloved Juliet i. e. “It is the east, and Juliet is the sun''. So metaphor is the figurative language used by Romeo to convey his feelings.
Answer:
The killer sea fart has taken the alien's family away. The alien would have sooner or later retaliated. Alien has taken the killer sea fart to war, if sea fart wins, he takes alien's family and kills them, if he loses, he shall be locked away in a fresh, clean, new bathroom. It was the day of the war, sea fart and alien were ready for battle, suited in armor, for this moment decides their destiny. The war alarm sounds, as sea fart and alien rush towards each other with swords.
Explanation:
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Stephen Sondheim received eight Tony Awards, more than any other composer. He won seven times: Best Music and Best Lyrics for Company (1971); and Best Score for Follies (1972), A Little Night Music (1973), Sweeney Todd (1979), Into the Woods (1988) and Passion (1994).
Answer:
According to Mercutio, Benvolio was a short-tempered man who instigates a fight.
Explanation:
Mercutio and Benvolio were the best friends of Romeo in the play Romeo and Juliet written by William Shakespeare.
In <u>Act 3, Scene 1,</u> Mercutio accused Benvolio of being a short-tempered person. He said that if two people like Benvolio would get into fight, none of them would survive as they both would each other.
<u>This accusation of Mercutio is ironical as Benvolio is characterized as a peace-maker since the beginning of the play and it is him who would get easily instigated with small things. Even in this scene, it was Mercutio who was instigated by the comments of Tybalt which kindled the fight between Capulets and Montagues</u>.
When I was a kid, I was waiting for my father to come pick me up in front of the school I used to attend. At that time, I didn't pay much attention to the license plate. All I knew was what the car looked like and its color, a dark shade of green.
A car that looked just like ours pulled up. I walked toward it, opened the back door and hopped in. To my surprise, it was not my father who was sitting behind the wheel, but a completely different man. There was also another man in the front seat by his side, and they were talking, discussing some business, too distracted to notice that the wrong kid had entered the car. The driver turned to key, started the car, and I almost freaked out, so scared to be taken away by two strangers. I knew they were not kidnappers or anything, they simply didn't pay much attention to whom had sat behind them.
My voice shaked a little as I told them I had gotten into the wrong vehicle. Only then they realized they had almost driven away with a stranger in their car. I got out in a hurry, utterly embarrassed, afraid of what my father would say in case he had seen the whole thing happen. But I did learn my lesson and I always check things twice.
