with lines such as‚ “Of course nothing stops the cold‚ black‚ curved blade from hooking forward--- of course‚ loss is the great lesson” describing night falling‚ the death of a flower as it wilts and the blade of a scythe‚ invoking images of the Grim Reaper (Wu). All these observations are made as metaphors as opposed to similes‚ forcing the reader to consider each point as being the same thing as that which it is being compared to. In doing so‚ the reader is actually is involved in surmising the
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Even people that appear perfect have character flaws. While not always fatal theses flaws are there. Many people in today’s society have been brought up to hide their imperfections. Hiding them always seems to be the answer. As a whole species we want to please other people because‚ humans are social creatures. Almost everyone growing up was taught the standard response to someone asking how they are doing. It has become clear that everybody has some reason for appearing to be who they so badly
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The Greatest Sacrifice Sacrifice is the “surrender of something for the sake of something else”-- this definition of sacrifice implies discomfort and vulnerability seeing as something must be “surrendered” (Merriam-Webster Dictionary). In Charles Dickens’ well acclaimed classic‚ A Tale of Two Cities‚ multifarious themes are delicately wound throughout the historical narrative set in late eighteenth century Europe‚ just as a golden thread is laced within a ball of dull yarn. One such theme is the
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to face God’s greatest challenge. My mind wasn’t as messy as before anymore and I couldn’t even think of what to think. It seemed as if I had nothing to worry about‚ nothing to do‚ nothing to say. I was trapped inside this room waiting for the Grim Reaper to reap my innocent soul. <br> <br>Day by day‚ I remained silent in my bed thinking of nothing but my imminent death. I never spoke‚ consumed anything‚ nor stood up. I was totally weak. I was literally dying. <br> <br>I woke up suddenly one day
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The spirit wore a black robe with a hood that draped down to his face‚ similar to the grim reaper. What frightened Scrooge the most about the phantom was that he did not speak‚ and only showed Scrooge his dreadful future. Scrooge observed a man had just died recently and did not comprehend who had died. When he realized‚ it was him‚ Scrooge
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A poem in which the poet explores the emotion of loss is “Visiting Hour” by Norman MacCaig. ‘Visiting Hour’ is a poem dealing with someone visiting a close relative in hospital who is terminally ill. The poet creates this loss emotion through his use of structure‚ metaphors and creates an ultimate acceptance theme to enhance my understanding of the central concerns of the poem. MacCaig starts off the poem by using different types of structure‚ including enjambment‚ repetition and word order‚ to
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Julissa Lopez Anthro 105 11/13/2013 “Dias de los Muertos” the day the deceased have divine permission to visit friend and relatives on earth and to share the pleasure of the living (Sayer‚ Chloë 8). The day of the dead is celebrated on November 1& 2 of every year known to be as All Souls Day. Introduced in the Mexican population by their Aztec indigenous ancestry known not to be afraid of death but to embrace it. Meso-American Indians have strong belief of the afterlife and
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It was a misty night. The fog was all I can see. I stumbled‚ got up and stumbled again. Fear was screaming inside my head like the menacing roar of an angry lion‚ it felt like I was trapped in a never ending nightmare where all my greatest fears came to life. Frantically I felt the ground‚ finding for some clue to where I am. Wet grass. That is what I felt. The earth below me felt like ice all of a sudden when I recalled what happened. The picture of our car crashing through the divider and the screams
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a clue. It wasn’t exactly how I envisioned my “higher education” going the night I blew off my junior prom and died at the bottom of a ravine. I’d survived my death by stealing my murderer’s amulet. Now it’s my responsibility to send a dark reaper to end a person’s earthly existence. The idea is to save their soul at the cost of their life. Fate‚ the seraphs would say. But I don’t believe in fate; I believe in choice‚ which means I’m in charge of the very people I once fought against.
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Survey of Humanities Formal Criticism: The Triumph of Death The Triumph of Death is an amazing and very exaggerating piece of artwork. I was going through the Artcyclopedia database and found this masterpiece. The image presented is very chaotic; we can see a scene of death all over the artwork. It is really hard to describe all the elements that we can see in the painting. The medium used in the painting is oil in panel. First of all the perspective used in the artwork is very effective. The
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