Answer:
No
Explanation:
The spirit does but mean the breath.
I know no more." And he, shall he,
Man, her last work, who seemed so fair,
Such splendid purpose in his eyes, 10
Who rolled the psalm to wintry skies,
Who built him fanes3 of fruitless prayer,
Who trusted God was love indeed5. be blown: The complete question begins in Line 8: "And he, shall he, Man . . . .be blown about the desert dust . . . ?,
Answer:
The answer for the first one is 3.
The answer for the second one is True
Answer:
The popular story that includes the archetype of a character that begins as an underdog, but eventually wins against all odds is:
C. The myth of Romulus and Remus.
Explanation:
They were born with a death sentence over them because their Uncle wanted to get rid of them because he did not want any competition as a king, so he ordered their execution, but the killer could not do it and so they were put into a basket into a river. The current led them to Cermalus ( a place) where they were fed by a female wolf and looked after by a woodkecker, the animal of the God Mars, and after many difficulties and perils they founded the big Rome
Answer:
A). Effective. Chairman Reed is reminding participants of the rules for discussion, acknowledging Mr. Hollembeak’s point of view, and asking him to support his point of view with facts.
Explanation:
Chairman Reed is an effective moderator as he not only fulfills his responsibility but acknowledges the opinions of the participants. His decisions are ethical and unbiased because he admires the point of view of the participants but at the same time, he asks them to substantiate their claims with facts. <u>He interacts with the participants and constantly reminds them about the rules of discussion which reflects his sense of accountability</u>. His positive and unprejudiced attitude offers comfort to the participants and gains their trust. Thus, <u>option A</u> is the correct answer.
Answer:
As I lay awake during the desolate and somber hours of the dark, completely oblivious to the world around me. I drift asleep and the deception of dreams catch me in their grasp. I dream of Valiant hero's and steadfast trees. As I watch their leaves turn from a vibrant green to a soft orange. As I gallop through the woods with the audacity to ward of anything that dares to come near. Then I wake. Never to know the sweet world of blossoming trees, again.
Explanation:
=) this good enough?
