Write a five-paragraph essay that compares the leadership style of a modern-day world leader to Machiavelli’s ideas about effective leadership as set forth in The Prince. Machiavelli said that leaders should "proceed in a temperate manner with prudence and humanity.” Choose a world leader and discuss how this leader does or does not represent Machiavelli’s ideas in action. Describe specific decisions that the leader has made, and analyze how they compare and contrast with Machiavelli’s thinking in The Prince. Be sure to cite the sources of your information below the essay. PLEASE DO NOT COPY AND PASTE THE 5 PARAGRAPH ESSAY EVERYONE USES ON I WANT TO AVOID PLAGIARISM.

Which passage from the story best shows the author's use of surprise to advance the story? a. i'd have gone up to the boss and told him just what i think, tell him everything i would, let him know just what i feel b. "oh, god", he thought, "what a strenuous career it is that i've chosen! travelling day in and day out." c. and he looked over at the alarm clock, ticking on the chest of drawers. "god in heaven! " he thought. it was half past six and the hands were quietly moving forwards, it was even later than half past, more like quarter to seven. d. one morning, when gregor samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. submit

Select the correct answer. which headline do you think is most likely to be effective? a. if you want to stay healthy, take xyz for breakfast, lunch, and dinner b. stay fit, stay healthy with xyz c. health and fitness d. xyz is the magic solution for your entire family to stay fit and healthy e. xyz is your solution for all health and fitness problems

One element of lyric poetry is personal reflection. which lines in this poem most clearly illustrate that element? i wandered lonely as a cloudby william wordsworthi wandered lonely as a cloudthat floats on high o'er vales and hills,when all at once i saw a crowd,a host, of golden daffodils; beside the lake, beneath the trees,fluttering and dancing in the breeze.continuous as the stars that shineand twinkle on the milky way.they stretched in never-ending linealong the margin of a bay: ten thousand saw i at a glance,tossing their heads in sprightly dance.the waves beside them danced; but theyout-did the sparkling waves in glee: a poet could not but be gay.in such a jocund company: i gazed and gazed—but little thoughtwhat wealth the show to me had brought: for oft, when on my couch i liein vacant or in pensive mood,they flash upon that inward eyewhich is the bliss of solitude; and then my heart with pleasure fills,and dances with the daffodils.