I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves
when laid
in their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the
dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their
mother's breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing
hail,
And whiten the green plains
under;
And then again I dissolve it in
rain;
And laugh as I pass in thunder.
-By Clark Ashton Smith
1. To whom or what is the "I" in this poem referring?
a. spring
b. birds
c. Souds
d. storms

Which excerpts from the war of the worldseffectively use setting to provide a contrast to the horror of the plot? (select all that apply.)the war of the worldshe remained standing at the edge of the pit that the thing had made for itself, staring at its strange appearance, astonished chiefly at its unusual shape and colour, and dimly perceiving even then some evidence of design in its arrival. the early morning was wonderfully still, and the sun, just clearing the pine trees towards weybridge, was already warm.they shouted consolation and promises, and went off back to the town again to get . one can imagine them, covered with sand, excited and disordered, running up the little street in the bright sunlight just as the shop folks were taking down their shutters and people were opening their bedroom windows.it was glaringly hot, not a cloud in the sky nor a breath of wind, and the only shadow was that of the few scattered pine trees. the burning heather had been extinguished, but the level ground towards ottershaw was blackened as far as one could see, and still giving off vertical streamers of smoke.an enormous hole had been made by the impact of the projectile, and the sand and gravel had been flung violently in every direction over the heath, forming heaps visible a mile and a half away. the heather was on fire eastward, and a thin blue smoke rose against the dawn.