Is is rather for us, the living, we here be dedicated to the great task remaining before us - that, from these honored dead we take increased
explanation: because the dead created the present which will be remembered
"Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl" by Harriet Jacobs has a classic, conversational and realistic style in which the reader feels as if he were talking to the protagonist. The narration is simple and attractive as in "I was born a slave, but I never new it till six years of happy childhood has passed away". Another key stylistic feature is the directness when addressing the reader as in "Reader, did you ever rate? I hope not".
Probably means they lost. I need to read the story to know
Chrysanthemums are symbol of life and beauty. In the story it symbolizes energy and sexuality. The same happens with Elisa. She lives a boring life and an unhappy marriage and she needs attendance. She needs to find herself. She commits to gardening because it is there where she can find her true self. Both, Elisa and the Chrysanthemums, need love.
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Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on; a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. For a long while he used to console himself, when driven from home, by frequenting a kind of perpetual club of the sages, philosophers, and other idle personages of the village; which held its sessions on a bench before a small inn, designated by a rubicund portrait of His Majesty George the Third. Here they used to sit in the shade through a long lazy summer's day, talking listlessly over village gossip, or telling endless sleepy stories about nothing. But it would have been worth any statesman's money to have heard the profound discussions that sometimes took place, when by chance an old newspaper fell into their hands from some passing traveller. How solemnly they would listen to the contents, as drawled out by Derrick Van Bummel, the schoolmaster, a dapper learned little man, who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary; and how sagely they would deliberate upon public events some months after they had taken place.
The opinions of this junto were completely controlled by Nicholas Vedder, a patriarch of the village, and landlord of the inn, at the door of which he took his seat from morning till night, just moving sufficiently to avoid the sun and keep in the shade of a large tree; so that the neighbors could tell the hour by his movements as accurately as by a sundial. It is true he was rarely heard to speak, but smoked his pipe incessantly. His adherents, however (for every great man has his adherents), perfectly understood him, and knew how to gather his opinions. When anything that was read or related displeased him, he was observed to smoke his pipe vehemently, and to send forth short, frequent and angry puffs; but when pleased, he would inhale the smoke slowly and tranquilly, and emit it in light and placid clouds; and sometimes, taking the pipe from his mouth, and letting the fragrant vapor curl about his nose, would gravely nod his head in token of perfect approbation.
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