Read the line from Rita Dove’s poem "Sonnet in Primary Colors,” then study Frida Kahlo’s painting Self-Portrait with Monkey and Parrot.the thumbprint searing her immutable brow.

Read the excerpt from an editorial.State lawmakers are considering overturning a law that forbids the sale of lottery tickets on Sundays. Proponents of the bill claim that the reason for the potential change is a result of consumer demand. These "state leaders” clearly have no concept of how to maintain family values. Playing the lottery is just as despicable as gambling in a casino and should be outlawed altogether.
Read the two excerpts from act 3, scene 2, of Julius Caesar.SECOND PLEBEIAN. Peace, silence! Brutus speaks.FIRST PLEBEIAN. Peace, ho!BRUTUS. Good countrymen, let me depart alone,And, for my sake, stay here with Antony.Do grace to Caesar’s corpse, and grace his speechTending to Caesar’s glories, which Mark Antony,By our permission, is allowed to make.I do entreat you, not a man departSave I alone till Antony have spoke.[Exit]SECOND PLEBEIAN. Most noble Caesar! We’ll revenge his death.THIRD PLEBEIAN. O royal Caesar!ANTONY. Hear me with patience.ALL. Peace, ho!ANTONY. Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,His private arbours, and new-planted orchards,On this side Tiber. He hath left them you,And to your heirs for ever—common pleasuresTo walk abroad and recreate yourselves.Here was a Caesar. When comes such another?
Read the excerpt from act 5, scene 1, of Julius Caesar.CASSIUS. Messala.MESSALA, standing forth. What says my general?CASSIUS. Messala, This is my birthday; as this very day Was Cassius born. Give me thy hand, Messala. Be thou my witness that, against my will, As Pompey was, am I compelled to set Upon one battle all our liberties. You know that I held Epicurus strong And his opinion. Now I change my mind, And partly credit things that do presage. Coming from Sardis, on our former ensign Two mighty eagles fell, and there they perched, Gorging and feeding from our soldiers’ hands; Who to Philippi here consorted us. This morning are they fled away and gone, And in their steads do ravens, crows, and kites Fly o’er our heads and downward look on us, As we were sickly prey. Their shadows seem A canopy most fatal, under which Our army lies ready to give up the ghost.MESSALA. Believe not so.CASSIUS. I but believe it partly; For I am fresh of spirit, and resolved To meet all perils very constantly.
Read the excerpt from act 4, scene 3, of The Tragedy of Julius Caesar.[BRUTUS.] Messala, I have here receivèd letters,That young Octavius and Mark AntonyCome down upon us with a mighty power,Bending their expedition toward Philippi.MESSALA. Myself have letters of the selfsame tenor.BRUTUS. With what addition?MESSALA. That by proscription and bills of outlawry,Octavius, Antony, and LepidusHave put to death an hundred senators.BRUTUS. Therein our letters do not well agree.Mine speak of seventy senators that diedBy their proscriptions, Cicero being one.CASSIUS. Cicero one!MESSALA. Ay, Cicero is dead,And by that order of proscription.
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