Read the following stanza from "Loveliest of Trees, the Cherry Now," by A. E. Housman.Now, of my threescore years and ten,Twenty will not come again,And take from seventy springs a score,It only leaves me fifty more.What tone does the poet create through his word choice in this stanza?A.JoyfulB.ComfortingC.UnkindD.Reflective

Click to read "Loveliest of Trees, the Cherry Now," by A. E. Housman. Then answer the question.Which line(s) from the poem best support(s) the theme that people should take pleasure in nature during their short lives?A.Now, of my threescore years and ten, / Twenty will not come again,B.And take from seventy springs a score,C.And stands about the woodland rideD.And since to look at things in bloom / Fifty springs are little room.SUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

Click to read "Loveliest of Trees, the Cherry Now," by A. E. Housman. Then answer the question.Identify the primary theme of this poem.A.Cherry trees are most beautiful in the spring.B.We should take pleasure in nature during our short lives.C.We should strive to be immersed in nature.D.Nature changes as the seasons change.SUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

Read the following stanza from "I Am Offering This Poem," by Jimmy Santiago.I am offering this poem to you,since I have nothing else to give.Keep it like a warm coatwhen winter comes to cover you,or like a pair of thick socksthe cold cannot bite through,What tone does the poet create through his word choice in this stanza?A.UnfriendlyB.BitterC.LonelyD.Comforting

"Loveliest of trees, the cherry now":Loveliest of trees, the cherry nowIs hung with bloom along the bough,And stands about the woodland rideWearing white for Eastertide.Now, of my threescore years and ten,Twenty will not come again,And take from seventy springs a score,It only leaves me fifty more.And since to look at things in bloomFifty springs are little room,About the woodlands I will goTo see the cherry hung with snow.Which element in the poem best symbolizes a life that goes by too fast?A.WoodlandsB.SnowC.Cherry blossomsD.Eastertide

How many stanzas does this poem have?Who will believe my verse in time to come,If it were fill'd with your most high deserts?Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tombWhich hides your life and shows not half your parts.If I could write the beauty of your eyesAnd in fresh numbers number all your graces,The age to come would say 'This poet lies;Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'So should my papers yellow'd with their ageBe scorn'd like old men of less truth than tongue,And your true rights be term'd a poet's rageAnd stretched metre of an antique song:But were some child of yours alive that time,You should live twice; in it and in my rhyme.A.13B.4C.1D.3SUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS