Which line from moby-d by herman melville presents a harsh criticism of religion?
from thence it is the god of breezes fair or foul is first invoked for favourable winds.

but faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.

for the present other matters press, and the best we can do now for the head, is to pray heaven the tackles may hold.

this elusive quality it is, which causes the thought of whiteness, when divorced from more kindly associations, and coupled with any object terrible in itself, to heighten that terror to the furthest bounds.

Which historical detail can best clarify a reader’s understanding of the information in the excerpt? immigrant factory workers who spoke the same language were separated from each other at work. immigrant factory workers who spoke the same language were known to talk too much at work. immigrant factory workers had to pay rent for their chairs and the supplies they needed at work. immigrant factory workers were crowded into unsafe buildings with locked doors and fire escapes.

The brother of a presidential candidate writes an editorial in which he defends this candidate against charges of corruption. in such a circumstance, it is most appropriate for the reader to a) suspect that the candidate may have been framed. b) consider whether the candidate has the best family or not. c) wonder if the writer may be biased, due to his family connection. d) wonder if the writer may be inaccurate, due to wanting to get people to read his column. \

Write an adaptation for an audience expecting a modern english answer ! shakespeare’s language: but soft, what light through yonder window breaks? it is the east and juliet is the sun! arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief that thou her maid art far more fair than she. be not her maid, since she is envious; her vestal livery is but sick and green, and none but fools do wear it. cast it off. it is my lady, o, it is my love! o that she knew she were! she speaks, yet she says nothing; what of that? her eye discourses, i will answer it. i am too bold: 'tis not to me she speaks. two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, having some business, do entreat her eyesto twinkle in their spheres till they return. what if her eyes were there, they in her head? the brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, as daylight doth a lamp. her eyes in heaven would through the airy region stream so brightthat birds would sing and think it were not night. see how she leans her cheek upon her hand o that i were a glove upon that hand, that i might touch that cheek!