Answer:
Pen picture poem:
I don't put pen to paper
expecting miracles
I put my pen to paper
to spend my precious ink.
I only write to rewrite again.
I only stop to write
when I run out of ink
Couplets:
True ease In wilting comes from art not chance. As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance 'Us not enough no harshness gives offence. The sound must seem an echo to the sense.
Explanation:
Can you go into more detail on what this question entails? I am a little confused!
Answer:
please send the whole question
Answer:
it is when you feel someones pain
Explanation:
B. <span>two hundred pounds</span>
