When she and i were sitting in our bedroom, margot told me that the call-up was not for father, but for her. at this second shock, i began to cry. margot is sixteen – apparently they want to send girls her age away on their own. but goodness she won't be going; mother had said so herself, which must be what father had meant when he talked to me about our going into hiding. hiding . . where would we hide? in the city? in the country? in a house? in a shack? when, where, how . . ? these were questions i wasn't allowed to ask, but they still kept running through my mind. based on this excerpt, what is anne’s perspective on going into hiding? she is confused about why the family needs to hide. she is certain that hiding is the safest option. she is fearful that the family will be found in hiding. she is curious about how and where they will hide.

Plz (i only understand "the song of wandering aengus." and i have no idea what the raven means so i can't answer this. me i will give brainlest and a 5-star rating) consider the speakers in "the raven" and the speaker in "the song of wandering aengus." write two paragraphs to compare and contrast the voice in these two poems. how does the poet give the speaker in each poem a distinctive voice? what effect does this voice have in each poem? use examples from each poem to as evidence for your answer

Based on part two of trifles, which of the following images most reinforces the them of loneliness that exists throughout the play?

Which two parts of this excerpt from mary shelley’s frankenstein reveals information about the setting? (it was on a dreary night of november that i beheld the accomplishment of my toils.) with an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, (i collected the instruments of life around me, that i might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. it was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out) when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, i saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs. (how can i describe my emotions at this catastrophe), or how delineate the wretch whom with such infinite pains and care i had endeavored to form? his limbs were in proportion, and i had selected his features as beautiful. beautiful! great god! (his yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; ) but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same color as the dun-white sockets in which they were set, his shriveled complexion and straight black lips.