Plunder we took, and we enslaved the women,
to make division, equal shares to all—
but on the spot I told them: 'Back, and quickly!
Out to sea again!' My men were mutinous,
fools, on stores of wine. Sheep after sheep they
butchered by the surf, and shambling cattle,
feasting,—while fugitives went inland, running
to call to arms the main force of Cicones.

Which is the most effective paraphrase of this excerpt?

When Odysseus and his men arrived on the island of Cicones, they enslaved women and feasted on the sheep and cattle they had butchered by the sea.
Although Odysseus tells his men that they need to return quickly to the ship, the men are too busy dividing their findings into equal shares for everyone.
Odysseus warns his men to return to the ship, but many of the men did not listen and instead ran inland to see what else they could take for themselves.
The men continued their acts of greed despite Odysseus’s commands to stop and return to the ship, and the fugitives of Cicones ran inland to fetch help.

gatsby's clothes have a symbolic meaning, as the use of colour and fabric in his clothing demonstrates his hope, dreams, and wealth. gatsby's clothing symbolizes his wealth through his torn shirt, his silver and gold suit, and his english shirts.

his occupation are

businessman yachtsman soldier entrepreneur bootlegger

sensory details?

so i`m assuming you are writing something from a bats (the animal) point of view. if this is the case, you can use sights, sounds, feelings, and tastes.

and idk what you mean by domain, but all of the sensory details will depend on where the bat is.

a bat doesn't see color very well, so its surroundings will be dulled.

it can hear super well. so maybe it can hear the insects on the ground

feelings. you can imagine how a bat would feel from its perspective. it all depends on where it lives.

maybe it can taste the salt in the air, or smell water, or something. all of these details are completely dependent on where it is located.

hope this .

the mending wall was written by robert frost