Read the excerpt from act 4, scene 1, of The Tragedy of Julius Caesar.

[BRUTUS.] He is not doubted—A word, Lucillius.
How he received you let me be resolved.

LUCILLIUS. With courtesy and with respect enough,
But not with such familiar instances,
Nor with such free and friendly conference,
As he hath used of old.

BRUTUS. Thou hast described
A hot friend cooling. Ever note, Lucillius:
When love begins to sicken and decay
It useth an enforcèd ceremony.
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith;
But hollow men, like horses hot at hand,
Make gallant show and promise of their mettle;
But when they should endure the bloody spur,
They fall their crests and, like deceitful jades,
Sink in the trial.

Which central idea is reflected in this passage?

the impact of fate
the extent of loyalty
the ruthlessness of power
the importance of compromise

Precarious subsistence voracious abysmal wood is to fire as food is to arrowright grinning is to cheerful as teetering is to arrowright conniving is to scheming as terrible is to arrowright mournful is to sad as gluttonous is to arrowright

What is emphasized in william carlos williams's "landscape with the fall of icarus" but not n pieter brueghel's landscape with the fall of icarus? what conclusions can you draw about the similarities and differences between the themes of the two works?

Historical fiction is concerned with depicting historical figures and events in a new light. in this excerpt from arthur conan doyle's "the contest," which two sentences most clearly describe historical elements? policles sprang readily to his feet at the challenge, and the great company making way for him to pass, he found himself a minute later standing in his unkempt garb, with his frayed and weather-beaten harp in his hand, before the expectant crowd. he stood for a moment tightening a string here and slackening another there until his chords rang true. then, amid a murmur of laughter and jeers from the roman benches immediately before him, he began to sing. he had prepared no composition, but he had trained himself to improvise, singing out of his heart for the joy of the music. he told of the land of elis, beloved of jupiter, in which they were gathered that day, of the great bare mountain slopes, of the swift shadows of the clouds, of the winding blue river, of the keen air of the uplands, of the chill of the evenings, and the beauties of earth and sky. it was all simple and childlike, but it went to the hearts of the olympians, for it spoke of the land which they knew and loved. yet when he at last dropped his hand, few of them dared to applaud, and their feeble voices were drowned by a storm of hisses and groans from his opponents. he shrank back in horror from so unusual a reception, and in an instant his blue-clad rival was in his place. if he had sung badly before, his performance now was inconceivable. his screams, his grunts, his discords, and harsh jarring cacophonies were an outrage to the very name of music.