The poem "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard" is an elegy in name but not in form. The whole style and theme of the poem is like of that contemporary odes. It also embodies the meditation on death and as well as the remembrance of death. The trees, beetles, flower, pastures are talking about life. These dispel the word "grave" from mentioning it. Sunset, on the other hand, symbolizes the end
Explanation:
The most obvious and important theme of the poem is 'death'.
The poem starts with varied types of imaging that continue until the fourth textual matter wherever grey mentions the graves for the first<span> time.
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All the imaging<span> describing the atmosphere </span>and also the setting<span> of the waning day, symbolize the transient nature of life and </span>additional<span> the stanzas emphasize </span>foregone conclusion<span> and </span>duration<span> of death.</span>
<span>So the poem's tone is of gloom and </span>disappointment<span> with the Epitaph of the speaker at </span>the top<span>, adding to the mundane </span>feeling<span> of the </span>poem<span>.</span>
Answer:
The <em><u>managers</u></em> who run the restaurant<em><u> insist</u></em> that he is not eligible for medical coverage.
Explanation:
subject-verb agreement (plural subject and plural verb)
Answer:
whats the italianized word lol (italicized i can spell im just joking but fr what word did u do it on)
Explanation:
because the audience would be familiar with them as parables were highly popular then. Also, it being a monk, it is supposed to be a serious story that teaches you something, not a funny or obscene story such as those from the Wife of Bath or the Miller.
Answer:
One morning, I woke up and thought to do something instead of sitting around. I had gotten a message from my best friend saying that a new haunted house was open. I told him that I'd go. Once we got there, no one was there. It started raining. We went inside and heard footsteps. I didn't know what it was because again, there was no one there. After a little bit of investigating, I found out that there was a box under a wooden plank near the footsteps. I opened the box, only to see a picture. In a split second, my friend was on the ground, grappling a mysterious creature. I said that we had to leave immediately, and not try to fight. He refused. He managed to throw the creature in a locker as we ran as fast as we could away from that house. When we arrived at my place, we observed the picture more closely. I will never forget this image.
