Read the excerpt from Pygmalion and Galatea by Josephine Preston Peabody.But it chanced that Pygmalion fell to work upon an ivory statue of a maiden, so lovely that it must have moved to envy every breathing creature that came to look upon it. With a happy heart the sculptor wrought day by day, giving it all the beauty of his dreams, until, when the work was completed, he felt powerless to leave it. He was bound to it by the tie of his highest aspiration, his most perfect ideal, his most patient work.Read the excerpt from Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw.HIGGINS [with professional exquisiteness of modulation] I walk over everybody! My dear Mrs. Pearce, my dear Pickering, I never had the slightest intention of walking over anyone. All I propose is that we should be kind to this poor girl. We must help her to prepare and fit herself for her new station in life. If I did not express myself clearly it was because I did not wish to hurt her delicacy, or yours.
Read the passage from A Raisin in the Sun.BENEATHA goes to the door and opens it as WALTER and RUTH go on with the clowning. BENEATHA is somewhat surprised to see a quiet-looking middle-aged white man in a business suit holding his hat and a briefcase in his hand and consulting a small piece of paper.MAN: Uh—how do you do, miss, I am looking for a Mrs.— (He looks at the slip of paper.) Mrs. Lena Younger? (He stops short, struck dumb at the sight of the oblivious WALTER and RUTH.)BENEATHA (smoothing her hair with slight embarrassment): Oh—yes, that's my mother. Excuse me. (She closes the door and turns to quiet the other two.) Ruth! Brother! (Enunciating precisely but soundlessly: "There's a white man at the door!" They stop dancing. RUTH cuts off the phonograph, BENEATHA opens the door. The man casts a curious quick glance at all of them.) Uh—come in please. MAN (coming in): Thank you.
Read the excerpt from Pygmalion and Galatea by Josephine Preston Peabody.He drew near in wonder and delight, and felt, instead of the chill air that was wont to wake him out of his spell, a gentle warmth around her, like the breath of a plant. He touched her hand, and it yielded like the hand of one living! Doubting his senses, yet fearing to reassure himself, Pygmalion kissed the statue.In an instant the maiden’s face bloomed like a waking rose, her hair shone golden as returning sunlight; she lifted her ivory eyelids and smiled at him. The statue herself had awakened, and she stepped down from the pedestal, into the arms of her creator, alive!There was a dream that came true.Read the excerpt from Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw.MRS. HIGGINS. The carriage is waiting, Eliza. Are you ready?LIZA. Quite. Is the Professor coming?MRS. HIGGINS. Certainly not. He can’t behave himself in church. He makes remarks out loud all the time on the clergyman’s pronunciation.LIZA. Then I shall not see you again, Professor. Good bye. [She goes to the door].MRS. HIGGINS [coming to Higgins] Good-bye, dear.HIGGINS. Good-bye, mother. [He is about to kiss her, when he recollects something]. Oh, by the way, Eliza, order a ham and a Stilton cheese, will you? And buy me a pair of reindeer gloves, number eights, and a tie to match that new suit of mine, at Eale & Binman’s. You can choose the color. [His cheerful, careless, vigorous voice shows that he is incorrigible].LIZA [disdainfully] Buy them yourself. [She sweeps out].
Read the passage from A Raisin in the Sun.BOBO: Man . . . I didn't go to no Springfield, yesterday.WALTER (halted, life hanging in the moment): Why not?BOBO (the long way, the hard way to tell): 'Cause I didn't have no reasons to . . .WALTER: Man, what are you talking about!BOBO: I'm talking about the fact that when I got to the train station yesterday morning—eight o'clock like we planned . . . Man—Willy didn't never show up.WALTER: Why . . . where was he . . . where is he?BOBO: That's what I'm trying to tell you . . . I don't know . . . I waited six hours . . . I called his house . . . and I waited . . . six hours . . . I waited in that train station six hours . . . (Breaking into tears.) That was all the extra money I had in the world . . . (Looking up at WALTER with the tears running down his face.) Man, Willy is gone.
Read the excerpt from Pygmalion and Galatea by Josephine Preston Peabody.Now there once lived in Cyprus a young sculptor, Pygmalion by name, who thought nothing on earth so beautiful as the white marble folk that live without faults and never grow old. Indeed, he said that he would never marry a mortal woman, and people began to think that his daily life among marble creatures was hardening his heart altogether.But it chanced that Pygmalion fell to work upon an ivory statue of a maiden, so lovely that it must have moved to envy every breathing creature that came to look upon it. With a happy heart the sculptor wrought day by day, giving it all the beauty of his dreams, until, when the work was completed, he felt powerless to leave it. He was bound to it by the tie of his highest aspiration, his most perfect ideal, his most patient work.Read the excerpt from Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw.MRS. PEARCE [uneasy] Oh, don’t say that, sir: there’s more ways than one of turning a girl’s head; and nobody can do it better than Mr. Higgins, though he may not always mean it. I do hope, sir, you won’t encourage him to do anything foolish.HIGGINS [becoming excited as the idea grows on him] What is life but a series of inspired follies? The difficulty is to find them to do. Never lose a chance: it doesn’t come every day. I shall make a duchess of this draggletailed guttersnipe.LIZA [strongly deprecating this view of her] Ah—ah—ah—ow—ow—oo!HIGGINS [carried away] Yes: in six months—in three if she has a good ear and a quick tongue—I’ll take her anywhere and pass her off as anything. We’ll start today: now! this moment!
Read the excerpt from Pygmalion and Galatea by Josephine Preston Peabody.Now the festival of Venus was at hand, and Pygmalion, like all who loved Beauty, joined the worshippers. In the temple victims were offered, solemn rites were held, and votaries from many lands came to pray the favor of the goddess. At length Pygmalion himself approached the altar and made his prayer.Read the excerpt from Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw.THE FLOWER GIRL. Let him mind his own business and leave a poor girl—THE NOTE TAKER [explosively] Woman: cease this detestable boohooing instantly; or else seek the shelter of some other place of worship.THE FLOWER GIRL [with feeble defiance] I’ve a right to be here if I like, same as you.THE NOTE TAKER. A woman who utters such depressing and disgusting sounds has no right to be anywhere—no right to live. Remember that you are a human being with a soul and the divine gift of articulate speech: that your native language is the language of Shakespear and Milton and The Bible; and don’t sit there crooning like a bilious pigeon.
Which situations are best suited for the passive voice? Select three options.when you are talking about a general truthwhen the performer of the action is unknownwhen you want to emphasize the action directlywhen you want to emphasize the receiver of the actionwhen you want to be clear about who performs the action
Which two moods are used for situations that are contrary to fact or for the conditions under which a situation might occur?
Read the two passages from A Raisin in the Sun.Passage 1:RUTH: Why don't you answer the door, man?WALTER (suddenly bounding across the floor to embrace her): 'Cause sometimes it hard to let the future begin! (Stooping down in her face.)I got wings! You got wings! All God's children got wings!He crosses to the door and throws it open. Standing there is a very slight little man in a not-too-prosperous business suit and with haunted frightened eyes and a hat pulled down tightly, brim up, around his forehead. . . . WALTER leans deep in the man's face, still in his jubilance.When I get to heaven gonna put on my wings, Gonna fly all over God's heaven . . . Passage 2:WALTER (turning madly, as though he is looking for WILLY in the very room): Willy! . . . Willy . . . don't do it . . . Please don't do it . . . Man, not with that money . . . Man, please, not with that money . . . Oh, God . . . Don't let it be true . . . (He is wandering around, crying out for WILLY and looking for him or perhaps for help from God.) Man . . . I trusted you . . . Man, I put my life in your hands . . . (He starts to crumple down on the floor as RUTH just covers her face in horror. MAMA opens the door and comes into the room, with BENEATHA behind her.) Man . . . (He starts to pound the floor with his fists, sobbing wildly.) THAT MONEY IS MADE OUT OF MY FATHER'S FLESH—
Which word contains both a prefix and a suffix?
Which sentences use wrung correctly? Choose two options.
Compare the dictionary and thesaurus entries for the word compliment. What information about the word compliment can be found in both the dictionary and thesaurus entries?

Read the paragraph.The Nobel Prize in Literature was awarded to Naguib Mahfouz in 1988. He was the first Arabic writer to win the prize. Mahfouz was born in Cairo, Egypt, and many of his novels are set in that city.Which revision puts the underlined sentence into the active voice?
Which words share the same word root? Select three options.demandmangerhumancommandmandate
Read the sentence.In her essay, Lucie will focus on Shakespeare's sonnets.Which verb tense is underlined?
Read the excerpt from Pygmalion and Galatea by Josephine Preston Peabody.Day after day the ivory maiden looked down at him silently, and he looked back at her until he felt that he loved her more than anything else in the world. He thought of her no longer as a statue, but as the dear companion of his life; and the whim grew upon him like an enchantment. He named her Galatea, and arrayed her like a princess; he hung jewels about her neck, and made all his home beautiful and fit for such a presence.Read the excerpt from Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw.The flower girl enters in state. She has a hat with three ostrich feathers, orange, sky-blue, and red. She has a nearly clean apron, and the shoddy coat has been tidied a little. The pathos of this deplorable figure, with its innocent vanity and consequential air, touches Pickering, who has already straightened himself in the presence of Mrs. Pearce. But as to Higgins, the only distinction he makes between men and women is that when he is neither bullying nor exclaiming to the heavens against some featherweight cross, he coaxes women as a child coaxes its nurse when it wants to get anything out of her.
Read the passage from A Raisin in the Sun.[LINDNER:] But you've got to admit that a man, right or wrong, has the right to want to have the neighborhood he lives in a certain kind of way. And at the moment the overwhelming majority of our people out there feel that people get along better, take more of a common interest in the life of the community, when they share a common background.
What is plot?
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