read the lines from robert browning's "my last duchess" oh sir, she smiled, no doubt, Whene'er i passed her, but who passed without Much the same smile? This grew; i gave commands; Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands as if alive. what does the duke seem to reveal here? 1. he had his wife killed because she did not show him the deference he believed he deserved. 2. his grief over his wife's death was so intense that he had a life-size painting done of her. 3. his wife was quite beautiful when she smiled, and he was jealous of anyone she directed that smile to. 4. his wife loved everyone, and he wanted that to be evident in the portrait he had painted of her.

Iam for the "immediate, unconditional, and universal" enfranchisement of the black man, in ev [loud applause.] without this, his liberty is a mockery; without this, you might as well almost slavery for his condition; for in fact, if he is not the slave of the individual master, he is the slay liberty as a privilege, not as a right. he is at the mercy of the mob, and has no means of protec how does the repetition of the phrase "without this" support the paragraph's argument? it reinforces the idea that without equality in the us, the idea of a free society is a joke. it suggests that a free society is possible, with or without equal rights for all people. it indicates that douglass would be content without material possessions or status. it proposes that slavery will not be abolished in the us without the support of all citizens.

Based on the context of each quote from incidents in the life of a slave girl by harriet ann jacobs, find the word that most closely matches thedenotation of the bolded word

Which line in this excerpt from the great gatsby by f. scott fitzgerald contains a simile? about half way between west egg and new york the motor-road hastily joins the railroad and runs beside it for a quarter of a mile, so as to shrink away from a certain desolate area of land. this is a valley of ashes—a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens where ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys and rising smoke and finally, with a transcendent effort, of men who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air. occasionally a line of grey cars crawls along an invisible track, gives out a ghastly creak and comes to rest, and immediately the ash-grey men swarm up with leaden spades and stir up an impenetrable cloud which screens their obscure operations from your sight.