Read the following excerpt from t. s. eliot's "the love song of j. alfred
prufrock":
and indeed there will be time
to wonder, "do i dare? " and, "do i dare? "
time to turn back and descend the stair,
with a bald spot in the middle of my hair-
(they will say: "how his hair is growing thin! ")
my morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
my necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin-
(they will say: "but how his arms and legs are thin! ")
which two themes does this passage most clearly develop?
a. the modern world can be isolating; one must dream big in order
to accomplish one's goals.
b. do not judge others unless you're willing to be judged; it's better to
be yourself than to pretend to be what you're not.
c. the world focuses too much on outward appearances; one
shouldn't try to live up to others' expectations.
d. it is important to consider other people's feelings; the mind can
play tricks on you.

What is the effect of narrator's word choice on the tone of this passage? the words "my heart shrank within itself" create a fearful tone. the words "wounded his fellow" develop a remorseful tone. the words "struck harsh upon my ears" suggest an irritated tone. the words "better-omened" set a hopeful tone. excerpt from "the cabuliwallah" by rabindranath tagore i was sitting in my study, looking through the accounts, when some one entered, saluting respectfully, and stood before me. it was rahmun the cabuliwallah. at first i did not recognise him. he had no bag, nor the long hair, nor the same vigour that he used to have. but he smiled, and i knew him again. "when did you come, rahmun? " i asked him. "last evening," he said, "i was released from jail." the words struck harsh upon my ears. i had never before talked with one who had wounded his fellow, and my heart shrank within itself when i realised this; for i felt that the day would have been better-omened had he not turned up.

He leaned his head against the wall; his eyes were shut, his hands clasped in each other, and his body seemed to be sustained in an upright position merely by the cellar-door against which he rested his left shoulder. the lethargy into which he was sunk seemed scarcely interrupted by my feeling his hand and his forehead. his throbbing temples and burning skin indicated a fever . . there was only one circumstance that hindered me from forming an immediate determination in what manner this person should be treated. my family consisted of my wife and a young child. our servant-maid had been seized, three days before, by the reigning malady, and, at her own request, had been conveyed to the hospital. we ourselves enjoyed good health, and were hopeful of escaping with our lives. our measures for this end had been cautiously taken and carefully adhered to. they did not consist in avoiding the receptacles of infection, for my office required me to go daily into the midst of them; nor in filling the house with the exhalations of gunpowder, vinegar, or tar. they consisted in cleanliness, reasonable exercise, and wholesome diet. who is the story’s first-person narrator

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