Answer:
Banquo talking to himself, wondering when his own predicted fate will be fulfilled.
Explanation:
These lines are spoken by Banquo in Act III scene i of the play "Macbeth" by William Shakespeare. It precedes the scene where he had been invited for a feast in his honor but before the other characters has arrived in the scene.
In this monologue, Banquo admits that now that Macbeth had acquired all the things that the three witches had prophesied, he also thinks that what had been prophesied about him might also come true. But he also admits that he thinks Macbeth had done foul play to get to where he is now. He also wonders when his own prophesied fate will be fulfilled and his descendants take on the throne of Macbeth.
Answer:
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<em>The poem 'The Vultures' by David Diop explores the British colonisation of South Africa and its ramifications. Diop articulates the inhumane actions of men that have resulted in the inevitable exploitations of native </em><em>Africans</em>
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Personification
"<em>it must have run there when it was a young house, playing at hide-and-seek with other houses</em>" - Charles Dickens - A Christmas Carol
HYPERBOLE
<em>"Napoleon is always right" </em>- George Orwell - Animal farm
METAPHOR
<em>"The city reeked of crime" </em>- Dickens - Christmas Carol
SIMILE
<em>"As dead as a doornail" - </em>Dickens - Christmas carol
Answer:
I shot up in bed awakened by the sound that I had thought was my alarm clock. I was surprised to find that the glowing red LED lights read 2:11 am. If it wasn't the alarm clock what was it? I had thought to myself while wiping the sleep from my eyes. Suddenly I heard a deafening crack. The type of crack you hear when you pour boiling water on ice. While the noise filled my ears a blinding light lit up my bedroom. I could make everything out as if someone had just flipped the switch on. I saw my vanity clear as day across the room.
t took a few moments before I came to my senses and realized what was happening. I had scanned the weather only hours on my laptop and had not noticed any warnings of a storm approaching. But here I was looking out my bedroom window face to face with the violent beast.
Suddenly I heard another deafening crack of thunder. This one so powerful my whole house trembled under the force of the storm. Like a child I ran for the security of my bed. Still warm from the few hours I had previously spent peacefully sleeping in it. I crawled deep within my blankets, covering myself from head to toe. Leaving nothing but a small space exposed, just large enough for me to see out of.
It felt like hours I lied there listening to the storm wishing that it would pass. Just when I thought it had moved on I was proven wrong and it gave me another terrifying blast as if it just needed a moment to put all of its power together.
My eyelids became so heavy that the struggle to keep my eyes open became stronger than my fear of the storm. The warmth that my body had generated under the blankets was getting to me. I was falling asleep. Despite my intense fear of closing my eyes and leaving myself vulnerable to the storm I eventually drifted off.
Despite the fear that the storm had embedded on my soul and the disaster it had turned my yard into. It sure did bring on a beautiful day.
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