Most of the big shore places were closed now and there were hardly any lights except the shadowy, moving glow of a ferryboat across the Sound. And as the moon rose higher the inessential houses began to melt away until gradually I became aware of the old island here that flowered once for Dutch sailors' eyes - a fresh, green breast of the new world. Its vanished trees, the trees that had made way for Gatsby's house, had once pandered in whispers to the last and greatest of all human dreams; for a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder.

-a. any connections with the rest of the novel
-b. connections to the american dream
-c. language devices used
-d. the overall meaning of it

Here's some my ideas to get you started:

a. Any connections with the rest of the novel

This passage makes use of the modified landscape as a metaphor for a way guy has changed, manipulated, tainted, commandeered, something, the natural landscape and created a panorama of gilded homes, manicured lawns, socially vapid humans no longer linked to the realities of the running elegance or herbal international. Certainly, no East, West, or South or North Egg existed while the early explorers first eyed the coast of what changed into the be the arena of Gatsby and Daisy.

b. Connections to the american dream

Ah! The narrartor imagines the primary explorers so in awe of our pristine land that no phrases but existed, no goals had been yet set, no plans of conquer have been taken in Old World's strategies of our America. This moment discribed is the primary awakening of happen destiny on this brave new international of America.

c. Language devices used

Well, darling, we're talking Fitzgerald!

The alliteration is top-notch!

Transitory enchanted second

transferring glow of a ferryboat

forced into a cultured contemplation

I suggest, that is stuff ya gotta say outloud!

Use of metaphors:

houses melt away

vanished trees had as soon as pandered in whispers

Thank You :)

Hope it helps!

it was surely an odd creature that one made up by reading the historians first and the poets afterwards a worm winged like an eagle; the spirit of life and elegance and charm,   in a kitchen chopping up suet. but these creatures, monst'r however entertaining to the imagination, hast no existence in fact. what one might doth to bringeth h'r to life wast to bethink poetically and prosaically at one and the same moment,   thus keeping in toucheth with fact—that the lady is mrs martin, ag'd thirty-six, did dress in blue, wearing a black coxcomb and brown shoeth; but not losing sight of fiction eith'r—that the lady is a vessel in which all s'rts of spirits and f'rces art coursing and flashing p'rpetually. the moment, howev'r, yond one tries this method with the elizabethan mistress, one brancheth of illumination fails; one is did hold up by the scarcity of facts.   one knoweth nothing detailed, nothing p'rfectly true and substantial about h'r.   hist'ry scarcely mentions h'r.   and i did turn to professeth'r trevelyan again to seeth what hist'ry meanteth to that gent.   i hath found by looking at his chapt'r headings yond t meanteth.