Me with this question ! i will give brainliest if it is correct! review the poem. what happens to a dream deferred? does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? or fester like a sore- and then run? does it stink like rotten meat? or crust and sugar over- like a syrupy sweet? maybe it just sags like a heavy load. or does it just explode? which best explains how the final line of "harlem [2]" changes the mood of the poem? a. it suggests something happier and more hopeful. b. it suggests something sadder and drearier. c. it suggests something violent and more dangerous. d. it suggests something foolish and comical.

Which detail is an example of internal conflict in “the monkeys paw”?

30 points! : ) also! question number two! analyze the connection mlk makes between the emancipation proclamation and the current situation african americans were experiencing. a; martin luther king was speaking about the need to free african americans from slavery, just like abraham lincoln did years ago. b; martin luther king makes the point that 100 years after slaves were freed by the emancipation proclamation, they are not truly free due to continued segregation. c; martin luther king thought life was going very well for african americans, and no further action needed to be taken. he showed extreme gratitude to abraham lincoln. d; martin luther king expressed extreme anger towards abraham lincoln for not ending segregation.

Which two passages in this excerpt from the death of ivan illych does leo tolstoy use to suggest that ivan ilych feels like his life is slipping away from him? "what's the use? it makes no difference," he said to himself, staring with wide-open eyes into the darkness. "death. yes, death. and none of them knows or wishes to know it, and they have no pity for me. now they are playing." (he heard through the door the distant sound of a song and its accompaniment.) "it's all the same to them, but they will die too! fools! i first, and they later, but it will be the same for them. and now they are merry . . the beasts! " anger choked him and he was agonizingly, unbearably miserable. "it is impossible that all men have been doomed to suffer this awful horror! " he raised himself. "something must be wrong. i must calm myself—must think it all over from the beginning." and he again began thinking. "yes, the beginning of my illness: i knocked my side, but i was still quite well that day and the next. it hurt a little, then rather more. i saw the doctors, then followed despondency and anguish, more doctors, and i drew nearer to the abyss. my strength grew less and i kept coming nearer and nearer, and now i have wasted away and there is no light in my eyes.