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Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry Fleming and his regiment are leaving an unsuccessful battle, and Henry is discussing their performance and their leadership."Good Gawd,” the youth grumbled, "we’re always being chased around like rats! It makes me sick. Nobody seems to know where we go or why we go. We just get fired around from pillar to post and get licked here and get licked there, and nobody knows what it’s done for. It makes a man feel like a . . . kitten in a bag. Now, I’d like to know what the eternal thunders we was marched into these woods for anyhow, unless it was to give the rebs a regular pot shot at us. We came in here and got our legs all tangled up in these cussed briers, and then we begin to fight and the rebs had an easy time of it. Don’t tell me it’s just luck! I know better.

Read the passage from "The Royal House of Thebes."After Jocasta's death and all the evils that came with it, Oedipus lived on in Thebes while his children were growing up. He had two sons, Polyneices and Eteocles, and two daughters, Antigone and Ismene. They were very unfortunate young people, but they were far from being monsters all would shudder to look at, as the oracle had told Oedipus. The two lads were well liked by the Thebans and the two girls were as good daughters as a man could have.Oedipus of course resigned the throne. Polyneices, the elder son, did the same. The Thebans felt that this was wise because of the terrible position of the family, and they accepted Creon, Jocasta's brother, as the regent. For many years they treated Oedipus with kindness, but at last they decided to expel him from the city. What induced them to do this is not known, but Creon urged it and Oedipus' sons consented to it. The only friends Oedipus had were his daughters. Through all his misfortunes they were faithful to him. When he was driven out of the city Antigone went with him to guide him in his blindness and care for him, and Ismene stayed in Thebes to look out for his interests and keep him informed of whatever happened that touched him.

Read the passage from "The Royal House of Thebes."In the course of their desolate wanderings Oedipus and Antigone came to Colonus, a lovely spot near Athens, where the one-time Erinyes, the Furies, now the Benignant Goddesses, had a place sacred to them and therefore a refuge for suppliants. The blind old man and his daughter felt safe there, and there Oedipus died. Most unhappy in much of his life, he was happy at the end. The oracle which once had spoken terrible words to him comforted him when he was dying. Apollo promised that he, the disgraced, the homeless wanderer, would bring to the place where his grave should be a mysterious blessing from the gods. Theseus, the King of Athens, received him with all honor, and the old man died rejoicing that he was no longer hateful to men, but welcomed as a benefactor to the land that harbored him.

Which excerpt from the poem "Girl Powdering Her Neck” by Cathy Song is an example of a simile?

Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, Henry Fleming has just expressed disapproval of how his commanding officers lead, which he believes caused his regiment to lose the battle they had recently fought."Well, then, if we fight like the devil an’ don’t ever whip, it must be the general’s fault,” said the youth grandly and decisively. "And I don’t see any sense in fighting and fighting and fighting, yet always losing through some derned old lunkhead of a general.”A sarcastic man who was tramping at the youth’s side, then spoke lazily. "Mebbe yeh think yeh fit th’ hull battle yestirday, Fleming,” he remarked.The speech pierced the youth. Inwardly he was reduced to an adject pulp by these chance words. His legs quaked privately. He cast a frightened glance at the sarcastic man."Why, no,” he hastened to say in a conciliating voice "I don’t think I fought the whole battle yesterday.”

Read the lines from "Girl Powdering Her Neck” by Cathy Song, then look at the artwork by Kitagawa Utamaro.Her hair is blackwith hints of red,the color of seaweedspread over rocks.Morning begins the ritualwheel of the body,the application of translucent skins.She practices pleasure:the pressure of three fingertipsapplying powder.Fingerprints of pollensome other hand will trace.The peach-dyed kimonopatterned with maple leavesdrifting across the silk,falls from right to leftin a diagonal, revealingthe nape of her neckand the curve of a shoulderlike the slope of a hillset deep in snow in a countryof huge white solemn birds.Her face appears in the mirror,a reflection in a winter pond,rising to meet itself.

Read the excerpt from Pygmalion and Galatea by Josephine Preston Peabody.Now there once lived in Cyprus a young sculptor, Pygmalion by name, who thought nothing on earth so beautiful as the white marble folk that live without faults and never grow old. Indeed, he said that he would never marry a mortal woman, and people began to think that his daily life among marble creatures was hardening his heart altogether.But it chanced that Pygmalion fell to work upon an ivory statue of a maiden, so lovely that it must have moved to envy every breathing creature that came to look upon it. With a happy heart the sculptor wrought day by day, giving it all the beauty of his dreams, until, when the work was completed, he felt powerless to leave it. He was bound to it by the tie of his highest aspiration, his most perfect ideal, his most patient work.Read the excerpt from Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw.MRS. PEARCE [uneasy] Oh, don’t say that, sir: there’s more ways than one of turning a girl’s head; and nobody can do it better than Mr. Higgins, though he may not always mean it. I do hope, sir, you won’t encourage him to do anything foolish.HIGGINS [becoming excited as the idea grows on him] What is life but a series of inspired follies? The difficulty is to find them to do. Never lose a chance: it doesn’t come every day. I shall make a duchess of this draggletailed guttersnipe.LIZA [strongly deprecating this view of her] Ah—ah—ah—ow—ow—oo!HIGGINS [carried away] Yes: in six months—in three if she has a good ear and a quick tongue—I’ll take her anywhere and pass her off as anything. We’ll start today: now! this moment!

Read the passage from Amy Tan's "Rules of the Game."One day, after we left a shop I said under my breath, "I wish you wouldn’t do that, telling everybody I’m your daughter.” My mother stopped walking. Crowds of people with heavy bags pushed past us on the sidewalk, bumping into first one shoulder, then another."Aiii-ya. So shame be with mother?” She grasped my hand even tighter as she glared at me.I looked down. "It’s not that, it’s just so obvious. It’s just so embarrassing.”"Embarrass you be my daughter?” Her voice was cracking with anger."That’s not what I meant. That’s not what I said.”"What you say?”I knew it was a mistake to say anything more, but I heard my voice speaking, "Why do you have to use me to show off? If you want to show off, then why don’t you learn to play chess?”My mother’s eyes turned into dangerous black slits. She had no words for me, just sharp silence.I felt the wind rushing around my hot ears. I jerked my hand out of my mother’s tight grasp and spun around, knocking into an old woman. Her bag of groceries spilled to the ground."Aii-ya! Stupid girl!” my mother and the woman cried. Oranges and tin cans careened down the sidewalk. As my mother stooped to help the old woman pick up the escaping food, I took off.

Read the excerpt from Pygmalion and Galatea by Josephine Preston Peabody.He drew near in wonder and delight, and felt, instead of the chill air that was wont to wake him out of his spell, a gentle warmth around her, like the breath of a plant. He touched her hand, and it yielded like the hand of one living! Doubting his senses, yet fearing to reassure himself, Pygmalion kissed the statue.In an instant the maiden’s face bloomed like a waking rose, her hair shone golden as returning sunlight; she lifted her ivory eyelids and smiled at him. The statue herself had awakened, and she stepped down from the pedestal, into the arms of her creator, alive!There was a dream that came true.Read the excerpt from Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw.MRS. HIGGINS. The carriage is waiting, Eliza. Are you ready?LIZA. Quite. Is the Professor coming?MRS. HIGGINS. Certainly not. He can’t behave himself in church. He makes remarks out loud all the time on the clergyman’s pronunciation.LIZA. Then I shall not see you again, Professor. Good bye. [She goes to the door].MRS. HIGGINS [coming to Higgins] Good-bye, dear.HIGGINS. Good-bye, mother. [He is about to kiss her, when he recollects something]. Oh, by the way, Eliza, order a ham and a Stilton cheese, will you? And buy me a pair of reindeer gloves, number eights, and a tie to match that new suit of mine, at Eale & Binman’s. You can choose the color. [His cheerful, careless, vigorous voice shows that he is incorrigible].LIZA [disdainfully] Buy them yourself. [She sweeps out].

Read the passage from Amy Tan's "Rules of the Game.”My parents made many concessions to allow me to practice. One time I complained that the bedroom I shared was so noisy that I couldn’t think. Thereafter, my brothers slept in a bed in the living room facing the street. I said I couldn’t finish my rice; my head didn’t work right when my stomach was too full. I left the table with half-finished bowls and nobody complained. But there was one duty I couldn’t avoid. I had to accompany my mother on Saturday market days when I had no tournament to play. My mother would proudly walk with me, visiting many shops, buying very little. "This my daughter Wave-ly Jong,” she said to whoever looked her way.One day after we left a shop I said under my breath, "I wish you wouldn’t do that, telling everybody I’m your daughter.” My mother stopped walking. Crowds of people with heavy bags pushed past us on the sidewalk, bumping into first one shoulder, then another.

Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In this excerpt, a soldier who Henry encounters while out in the field (referred to as the tattered soldier) is talking to Henry Fleming about the battle they had just experienced.But the other hobbled industriously after him. There was an air of apology in his manner, but he evidently thought that he needed only to talk for a time, and the youth would perceive that he was a good fellow."Was pretty good fight, wa’n’t it?” he began in a small voice, and then he achieved the fortitude to continue. "Dern me if I ever see fellers fight so. Laws, how they did fight! I knowed th’ boys’d like it when they onct got square at it. Th’ boys ain’t had no fair chanct up t’ now, but this time they showed what they was. I know it’d turn out this way. Yeh can’t lick them boys. No, sir! They’re fighters, they be.”He breathed a deep breath of humble admiration. He had looked at the youth for encouragement several times. He received none, but gradually he seemed to get absorbed in his subject.

Read the excerpt from Pygmalion and Galatea by Josephine Preston Peabody.But it chanced that Pygmalion fell to work upon an ivory statue of a maiden, so lovely that it must have moved to envy every breathing creature that came to look upon it. With a happy heart the sculptor wrought day by day, giving it all the beauty of his dreams, until, when the work was completed, he felt powerless to leave it. He was bound to it by the tie of his highest aspiration, his most perfect ideal, his most patient work.Read the excerpt from Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw.HIGGINS [with professional exquisiteness of modulation] I walk over everybody! My dear Mrs. Pearce, my dear Pickering, I never had the slightest intention of walking over anyone. All I propose is that we should be kind to this poor girl. We must help her to prepare and fit herself for her new station in life. If I did not express myself clearly it was because I did not wish to hurt her delicacy, or yours.

Read the excerpt from Pygmalion and Galatea by Josephine Preston Peabody.Now the festival of Venus was at hand, and Pygmalion, like all who loved Beauty, joined the worshippers. In the temple victims were offered, solemn rites were held, and votaries from many lands came to pray the favor of the goddess. At length Pygmalion himself approached the altar and made his prayer.Read the excerpt from Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw.THE FLOWER GIRL. Let him mind his own business and leave a poor girl—THE NOTE TAKER [explosively] Woman: cease this detestable boohooing instantly; or else seek the shelter of some other place of worship.THE FLOWER GIRL [with feeble defiance] I’ve a right to be here if I like, same as you.THE NOTE TAKER. A woman who utters such depressing and disgusting sounds has no right to be anywhere—no right to live. Remember that you are a human being with a soul and the divine gift of articulate speech: that your native language is the language of Shakespear and Milton and The Bible; and don’t sit there crooning like a bilious pigeon.

Read the excerpts from The Red Badge of Courage. In the first excerpt, Henry Fleming decides to enlist in the Union Army. In the second excerpt, Henry has been with his regiment for a short time.Excerpt 1:At last, however, he had made firm rebellion against this yellow light thrown upon the color of his ambitions. The newspapers, the gossip of the village, his own picturings, had aroused him to an uncheckable degree. They were in truth fighting finely down there. Almost every day the newspaper printed accounts of a decisive victory.One night, as he lay in bed, the winds had carried to him the clangoring of the church bell as some enthusiast jerked the rope frantically to tell the twisted news of a great battle. This voice of the people rejoicing in the night had made him shiver in a prolonged ecstasy of excitement. Later, he had gone down to his mother’s room and had spoken thus: "Ma, I’m going to enlist.”Excerpt 2:In regard to his companions his mind wavered between two opinions, according to his mood. Sometimes he inclined to believing them all heroes. In fact, he usually admired in secret the superior development of the higher qualities in others. He could conceive of men going very insignificantly about the world bearing a load of courage unseen, and although he had known many of his comrades through boyhood, he began to fear that his judgment of them had been blind. Then, in other moments, he flouted these theories, and assured him that his fellows were all privately wondering and quaking.His emotions made him feel strange in the presence of men who talked excitedly of a prospective battle as of a drama they were about to witness, with nothing but eagerness and curiosity apparent in their faces. It was often that he suspected them to be liars.

Which sentences use lean correctly? Select two options.

Read the excerpt from "Prometheus Unbound” by Percy Bysshe Shelley.[Prometheus.]Whilst me, who am thy foe, eyeless in hate,Hast thou made reign and triumph, to thy scorn,O’er mine own misery and thy vain revenge.Three thousand years of sleep-unsheltered hours,And moments aye divided by keen pangsTill they seemed years, torture and solitude,Scorn and despair,—these are mine empire:—More glorious far than that which thou surveyestFrom thine unenvied throne, O Mighty God!**Jupiter has chained Prometheus to the face of a steep cliff to be tortured for all eternity as punishment for giving humans fire. In this excerpt, Prometheus is raging against Jupiter for the injustice being done to him. Prometheus defiantly tells Jupiter that, even though Jupiter is an all-powerful god, Prometheus does not envy him. (Note: Jupiter and Zeus are the same god; the only difference is the name. Jupiter is the supreme god in Roman mythology, and Zeus is the supreme god in Greek mythology.)Read the excerpt from Prometheus by Josephine Preston Peabody.One secret hardened his spirit. He was sure that the empire of Zeus must fall some day, since he knew of a danger that threatened it. For there was a certain beautiful sea-nymph, Thetis, whom Zeus desired for his wife. (This was before his marriage to Queen Juno.) Prometheus alone knew that Thetis was destined to have a son who should be far greater than his father. If she married some mortal, then, the prophecy was not so wonderful; but if she were to marry the King of gods and men, and her son should be greater than he, there could be no safety for the kingdom. This knowledge Prometheus kept securely hidden; but he ever defied [disobeyed] Zeus, and vexed [irritated] him with dark sayings about a danger that threatened his sovereignty. No torment could wring the secret from him. Year after year, lashed by the storms and scorched by the heat of the sun, he hung in chains and the vulture tore his vitals, while the young Oceanides wept at his feet, and men sorrowed over the doom of their protector.At last that earlier enmity between the gods and the Titans came to an end. The banished rebels were set free from Tartarus, and they themselves came and besought their brother, Prometheus, to hear the terms of Zeus. For the King of gods and men had promised to pardon his enemy, if he would only reveal this one troublous secret.In all heaven and earth there was but one thing that marred the new harmony,—this long struggle between Zeus and Prometheus; and the Titan [Prometheus] relented. He spoke the prophecy, warned Zeus not to marry Thetis, and the two were reconciled [made peace with each other]. The hero Heracles (himself an earthly son of Zeus) slew the vulture and set Prometheus free.

Which word contains both a prefix and a suffix?

Read the passage from "Marriage Is a Private Affair" by Chinua Achebe."What did Our Lord say?” asked another gentleman. "Sons shall rise against their fathers; it is there in the Holy Book.”"It is the beginning of the end,” said another.The discussion thus tending to become theological, Madubogwu, a highly practical man, brought it down once more to the ordinary level."Have you thought of consulting a native doctor about your son?” he asked Nnaemeka’s father."He isn’t sick,” was the reply."What is he then? The boy’s mind is diseased and only a good herbalist can bring him back to his right senses. The medicine he requires is Amalile, the same that women apply with success to recapture their husbands’ straying affection.”"Madubogwu is right,” said another gentleman. "This thing calls for medicine.”"I shall not call in a native doctor.” Nnaemeka’s father was known to be obstinately ahead of his more superstitious neighbours in these matters. "I will not be another Mrs. Ochuba. If my son wants to kill himself let him do it with his own hands. It is not for me to help him.”

Read the excerpt from The Red Badge of Courage. In the excerpt, Henry Fleming and the soldiers in his regiment are marching after performing poorly in a battle. Henry is expressing discontent about his commanding officers’ leadership and the lieutenant of Henry’s regiment expresses his feelings toward his men."Good Gawd,” the youth grumbled, "we’re always being chased around like rats! It makes me sick. Nobody seems to know where we go or why we go. We just get fired around from pillar to post and get licked here and get licked there, and nobody knows what it’s done for. . . . Now, I’d like to know what the eternal thunders we was marched into this woods for anyhow, unless it was to give the rebs a regular pot shot at us. We came in here and got our legs all tangled up in these cussed briars, and then we begin to fight and the rebs had an easy time of it. Don’t tell me it’s just like! I know better. It’s this derned old—”The friend seemed jaded, but he interrupted his comrade with a voice of calm confidence. "It’ll turn out all right in th’ end,” he said."Oh, the devil it will! You always talk like a dog-hanged parson. Don’t tell me! I know--”At this time there was an interposition by the savage-minded lieutenant, who was obliged to vent some of his inward dissatisfaction upon his men. "You boys shut right up! There no need ’a your wastin’ your breath in long-winded arguments about this an’ that an’ th’ other. You’ve been jawin’ like a lot ’a old hens. All you’ve got t’ do is to fight, an’ you’ll get plenty ’a that t’ do in about ten minutes. Less talkin’ an’ more fightin’ is what’s best for you boys. I never saw sech gabbling . . .”He paused, ready to pounce upon any man who might have the temerity to reply. No words being said, he resumed his dignified pacing.

What are two goals of feminist literary criticism? Select two options.