Read the paragraph. The butterfly flew from flower bud to flower bud. It was the color of butter. It landed on the flowers, softly moved its wings, and then slipped
away. It appeared again on the other side of the garden. The butterfly was a yellow bloom in a garden of yellow blooms.
What does the writer mean by. "The butterfly was a yellow bloom in a garden of yellow blooms"?
O 1. The butterfly flew above the flowers in the garden.
O 2 The butterfly seemed like yellow butter in the garden.
3. The butterfly turned into a yellow flower in the garden.
04. The butterfly looked like the yellow flowers in the garden

Provide at least two quotes from the play romeo and juliet to show that the characters’ differences did or did not define them.

Time is not always change. time can also mean continuity, and it can mean keeping acknowledged truths in mind despite differences in circumstances. there is no better example of this in things fall apart than the retellings of the proverb about the bird named eneke, the language in both retellings is almost identical despite the length of time that has passed between their repetitions. in comparing the usages of the same proverb, achebe allows his readers to note the similarities and differences between the situations, and he them understand how this story can be applied to their own lives.

In this excerpt from "quality" by john galsworthy, which two parts clearly indicate the literary point of view of the essay? that tenement had a certain quiet distinction; there was no sign upon its face that he made for any of the royal family—merely his own german name of gessler brothers; and in the window a few pairs of boots. i remember that it always troubled me to account for those unvarying boots in the window, for he made only what was ordered, reaching nothing down, and it seemed so inconceivable that what he made could ever have failed to fit. had he bought them to put there? that, too, seemed inconceivable. he would never have tolerated in his house leather on which he had not worked himself. besides, they were too beautiful—the pair of pumps, so inexpressibly slim, the patent leathers with cloth tops, making water come into one's mouth, the tall brown riding boots with marvellous sooty glow, as if, though new, they had been worn a hundred years. those pairs could only have been made by one who saw before him the soul of boot—so truly were they prototypes incarnating the very spirit of all foot-gear. these thoughts, of course, came to me later, though even when i was promoted to him, at the age of perhaps fourteen, some inkling haunted me of the dignity of himself and brother. for to make boots—such boots as he made—seemed to me then, and still seems to me, mysterious and wonderful.