Iwas in the national forest with my camera. the day was crisp, and the leaves were turning gold and red. when i spotted the white-tailed buck, i froze. he wasn't more than 15 yards from where i was standing. the wind must have been right, because he kept on browsing the mossy ground. i lifted my camera very slowly. carefully, holding my breath, i lifted the camera to my eye. turning the focus ring, i framed the deer's head. just as i was ready to press the shutter release, the buck raised his head. he was looking my way with wide eyes. click. i took the picture. an instant later, the deer bounded away into the forest. he took off, but i had the shot. today, the framed photo of that buck hangs above our fireplace. what season of the year is implied by the words you read in the passage?           a. summer   b. winter   c. spring   d. fall

Hamlet: ] it will but skin and film the ulcerous place, whiles rank corruption, mining all within, infects unseen. confess yourself to heaven; repent what’s past; avoid what is to come; and do not spread the compost on the weeds to make them ranker. —hamlet, william shakespeare what is the central motif in the passage? the passage of time madness disease and decay gardening

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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!