All of the following are symbols we see in the text in chapters 15-19 except:

a card

a skull

a lightbulb

the desert

stargirl

Read the selection below and answer the question. an open boat by alfred noyes o, what is that whimpering there in the darkness? 

 'let him lie in my arms. he is breathing, i know.
 look. i'll wrap all my hair round his neck' – the sea's rising,
 the boat must be lightened. he's dead. he must go.' 


 see - quick - by that flash, where the bitter foam tosses, 
 the cloud of white faces, in the black open boat, 
 and the wild pleading woman that clasps her dead lover 
 and wraps her loose hair round his breast and his throat.
 'come, lady, he's dead.' - 'no, i feel his heart beating,
 he's living, i know. but he's numbed with the cold. 
 see, i'm wrapping my hair all around him to warm him.' -
- 'no. we can't keep the dead, dear. come, loosen your hold.

 'come. loosen your fingers.' - 'o god, let me keep him! ' -
 o, hide it, black night! let the winds have their way! 
 and there are no voices or ghosts from that darkness, 
 to fret the bare seas at the breaking of day. which choice best describes the conflict in this poem? the winds are rocking the boat. a man is thrown into the sea. a woman doesn’t want to let go of her dead lover. someone is crying in the darkness.

Which is the best paraphrase of the passage? a.)it’s always cloudy where the men of winter live. b.)it’s always misty where the men of winter live. c.)it’s always dark where the men of winter live. d.)it’s always sunny where the men of winter live. read the passage from the odyssey - elpenor. by night our ship ran onward toward the ocean's bourne, the realm and region of the men of winter, hidden in mist and cloud. never the flaming eye of helios lights on those men at morning, when he climbs the sky of stars, nor in descending earthward out of heaven; ruinous night being rove over those wretches.

What is the source of tension in this excerpt? ellery searching everything insects filling the light fixtures ellery standing on the desks louise carpenter whispering