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past perfect progressive tense: clean

Which two principles form the basis for capitalism?

Read the excerpt from rudolfo anaya’s essay “take the tortillas out of your poetry.” tortillas and poetry. they go hand in hand. books nourish the spirit, bread nourishes our bodies. our distinct cultures nourish each one of us, and as we know more and more about the art and literature of the different cultures, we become freer and freer. . i don’t know anyone who doesn’t like to sample different ethnic foods, the breads of many many groups; just as many of us enjoy sampling books from different areas of the world. i travel to foreign countries, and i know more about myself as i learn more about my fellow human beings. censorship imposes itself in my path of knowledge, and that activity can be justified by no one. which choice best describes the purpose of this text? to persuade readers to oppose the censorship of literature to inform readers about censorship in a specific country to entertain readers with stories about censorship to motivate readers to speak out against censorship mark this and return

Which three parts of this passage from chapter 6 of emily brontë's wuthering heights show that hindley earnshaw did not care about the well-being of catherine and heathcliff after the death of mr. earnshaw? they both promised fair to grow up as rude as savages; the young master being entirely negligent how they behaved, and what they did, so they kept clear of him. he would not even have seen after their going to church on sundays, only joseph and the curate reprimanded his carelessness when they absented themselves; and that reminded him to order heathcliff a flogging, and catherine a fast from dinner or supper. but it was one of their chief amusements to run away to the moors in the morning and remain there all day, and the after punishment grew a mere thing to laugh at. the curate might set as many chapters as he for catherine to get by heart, and joseph might thrash heathcliff till his arm ached; they forgot everything the minute they were together again: at least the minute they had contrived some naughty plan of revenge; and many a time i’ve cried to myself to watch them growing more reckless daily, and i not daring to speak a syllable, for fear of losing the small power i still retained over the unfriended creatures. one sunday evening, it chanced that they were banished from the sitting-room, for making a noise, or a light offence of the kind; and when i went to call them to supper, i could discover them nowhere. we searched the house, above and below, and the yard and stables; they were invisible: and, at last, hindley in a passion told us to bolt the doors, and swore nobody should let them in that night. the household went to bed; and i, too, anxious to lie down, opened my lattice and put my head out to hearken, though it rained: determined to admit them in spite of the prohibition, should they return.