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“dylan was a revolutionary,” bruce springsteen said in his 1988 speech inducting dylan into the rock and roll hall of fame. “the way that elvis freed your body, bob freed your mind.” early masterpieces such as “a hard rain’s a-gonna fall” and “visions of johanna” and “like a rolling stone” fueled a debate: are rock lyrics poetry? the answer must be yes, because on thursday, dylan was awarded the highest honor for a writer: the nobel prize in literature. the swedish academy, in making him the first american winner since novelist toni morrison in 1993, cited him for “having created new poetic expressions within the great american song tradition.” –“dylan's nobel prize settles debate: rock lyrics are poetry,” dan deluca what is the best summary of the author’s claim? rock lyrics can be like poetry. bob dylan was a revolutionary. musicians deserve nobel prizes. more americans deserve nobel prizes.

In this excerpt from "quality" by john galsworthy, which two parts clearly indicate the literary point of view of the essay? that tenement had a certain quiet distinction; there was no sign upon its face that he made for any of the royal family—merely his own german name of gessler brothers; and in the window a few pairs of boots. i remember that it always troubled me to account for those unvarying boots in the window, for he made only what was ordered, reaching nothing down, and it seemed so inconceivable that what he made could ever have failed to fit. had he bought them to put there? that, too, seemed inconceivable. he would never have tolerated in his house leather on which he had not worked himself. besides, they were too beautiful—the pair of pumps, so inexpressibly slim, the patent leathers with cloth tops, making water come into one's mouth, the tall brown riding boots with marvellous sooty glow, as if, though new, they had been worn a hundred years. those pairs could only have been made by one who saw before him the soul of boot—so truly were they prototypes incarnating the very spirit of all foot-gear. these thoughts, of course, came to me later, though even when i was promoted to him, at the age of perhaps fourteen, some inkling haunted me of the dignity of himself and brother. for to make boots—such boots as he made—seemed to me then, and still seems to me, mysterious and wonderful.