Select the correct text in the passage.Which detail best supports the theme that people should enjoy the good times in life?excerpt adapted from Goodfellowshipby Li PoHast thou not beheld the Yellow RiverWhich flows from Heaven?It runs rapidly down and empties into the sea,Nevermore to return.Hast thou beheld the mirror in the hallThat reflects the grief of white hair?In the morning it is like black silk,In the evening it will be covered with snow.While we are in the mood of joy,Let us celebrate!Let not our lives be lonely,Let us waste not the moon!

Select the correct text in the passage.Which detail builds on the themes that a person's environment can shape his or her view of life and that people can bear difficult circumstances for a long time?adapted from Life in the Iron Millsby Rebecca Harding Davis     A cloudy day—do you know what that is in a town of iron works? The sky sank down before dawn—muddy, flat, and immovable; the air is thick—clammy with the breath of crowded human beings, and it stifles me. I open the front window and can scarcely see through the rain the grocer's shop opposite, and I can detect the scent through all the foul smells ranging loose in the air.     The idiosyncrasy of this town is smoke as it rolls sullenly in slow folds from the great chimneys of the iron foundries and settles down in black, slimy pools on the muddy streets. Smoke on the wharves, smoke on the dingy boats, on the yellow river clinging in a coating of greasy soot to the house, the two faded poplars, the faces of the passerby—smoke everywhere! A dirty canary chirps desolately in a cage beside me; its dream of green fields and sunshine is a very old dream—almost worn out, I think.     From the back window, I can see a narrow brickyard sloping down to the riverside, where the river—dull and tawny-colored—drags itself sluggishly along, tired of the heavy weight of boats and barges. When I was a child, I used to fancy a look of weary, dumb appeal upon the face of the river, bearing its burden day after day. Something of the same idle notion comes to me today, when I look on the slow stream of human life creeping past, night and morning, to the great mills. Masses of men with dull, besotted faces bent to the ground, sharpened here and there by pain or cunning; skin and muscle and flesh begrimed with smoke and ashes; stooping all night over boiling cauldrons of metal; breathing from infancy to death an air saturated with grease and soot—vileness for soul and body. What do you make of a case like that, amateur psychologist? You call it an altogether serious thing to be alive: to these men it is a jest, a joke—horrible to angels perhaps, but to them commonplace enough.

Click to read "Sonnet 73," by William Shakespeare. Then answer the question.Which line(s) from the poem best develop(s) the author's theme that people should love and be loved while they're still alive?A.That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, / As the deathbed whereon it must expireB.In me thou seest the twilight of such dayC.That time of year thou mayst in me behold / When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hangD.To love that well which thou must leave ere long.SUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

Which excerpt in the passage best demonstrates hope for the future?Voices from the Veilby W.E.B. DU BOIS (adapted excerpt)I believe in Liberty for all men: the space to stretch their arms and their souls, the right to breathe and the right to vote, the freedom to choose their friends, enjoy the sunshine, and ride on the railroads; thinking, dreaming, working as they will in a kingdom of beauty and love. I believe in the Training of Children; the leading out of little souls into the green pastures and beside the still waters, not for pelf or peace, but for life lit by some large vision of beauty and goodness and truth; lest we forget, and the sons of the fathers, like Esau, for mere meat barter their birthright in a mighty nation. Finally, I believe in Patience—patience with the weakness of the Weak and the strength of the Strong, the prejudice of the Ignorant and the ignorance of the unseeing; patience with the tardy triumph of Joy and the mad chastening of Sorrow.

Part AWhich of the following states a central theme in the text?Answer choices for the above questionStanding in society depends on one’s social rank.Human beings are valuable not based on their appearance, but based on their internal qualities.Inability to cope with life’s unexpected events leads to misery.For every setback in one’s plans, there is usually a compensating piece of good luck.Part BWhich quotation best supports this major theme in the text?Answer choices for the above question“He wrapped himself up in his cloak, and held his handkerchief to his face as though his nose bled.”“A carriage drew up at the entrance; the carriage door was opened, and a gentleman in uniform came out and hurried up the steps.”“And indeed how was it possible that the nose, which only yesterday he had on his face, and which could neither walk nor drive, should wear a uniform?”“I am acquainted with ladies of high position—Madame Tchektyriev, wife of a state-councillor, and many others.”

Select the correct texts in the passage.Which two details are most important to include in a summary of the excerpt?excerpt from Frankensteinby Mary ShellyThese reflections have dispelled the agitation with which I began my letter, and I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose—a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye. This expedition has been the favorite dream of my early years. I have read with ardor the accounts of the various voyages which have been made in the prospect of arriving at the North Pacific Ocean through the seas which surround the pole. You may remember that a history of all the voyages made for purposes of discovery composed the whole of our good Uncle Thomas’ library. My education was neglected, yet I was passionately fond of reading. These volumes were my study day and night, and my familiarity with them increased that regret which I had felt, as a child, on learning that my father’s dying injunction had forbidden my uncle to allow me to embark in a seafaring life.