... side of the conflict held a much more divine approach, as opposed to the mundane path Creon chose to travel. Antigone feels that Creon is disregarding the laws of the heavens by ordering it unlawful for anyone to provide a proper burial for her brother Polyneices. Antigone’s opinion is one that supports the Gods and the laws of the heavens. Her reasoning is set by her belief that if someone were not given a proper burial, that person would not be accepted into heaven. Antigone was a very religious person and the acceptance of her brother by the Gods was very important to her. Creons order was personal to Antigone and his edict invaded her ...

... Greek Army. But, Patrolelos ends up getting killed by Hector. This sets in motion a series of fateful revelations and decisions that lead to Achilles fatal flaw. Achilles Mother, the goddess Thefis, tells her son that he will die if he avenges the death of his dear frioend and kills Hector. But Patrolelos is more than a dear friend. He is also a reflection of Achilles glory and in an emotional sense a part of him. So in every way, Patrolelos death is a direct blow to Achilles, and Achilles has no choice, being the great warrior, but to seek revenge. His decision guides fate, but at the same time, fate guides his decision. [ From one point of view, we see that ...

... element of love and it is this absence of trust that causes Othello to disintegrate morally. This destructiveness extends to his own suicide, when his error of judging Desdemona to be an adulteress fails him. Our closely woven relationship with this traumatised and gullible Othello causes us to suffer with him, as he experiences emotional agonies, such as the destruction of his once reputable nobility, character and marriage to the young Desdemona. Through Act II, Scene I, Othello presents himself to us as a grandly positive and content character, "It gives me wonder great as my content To see you here before me. O my soul's joy!" (Act II, Scene II). A ...

... It shows how much the poet appreciates the little things in life. Regardless of size Frost understands that a life is a life, and all lives are important. The imagery in this poem is very clear to me. I can picture an old man trying to blow a piece of dirt off the paper. Then the piece of dirt starts moving, as he sees what he believes to be a dot on the paper but really to be a mite. The old man then starts to think about the value of life. The theme of the poem is that there is no such thing as an insignificant speck. Everything and everyone has a purpose for being here. This poem is filled with alliteration. Some examples I found are: cunning crept, tenderer ...

... that I could outsmart them if I was a clever Troodon. Of course I would forget that they had been extinct for millions of years, as the plaques in front of the enormous exhibits reminded those who were tall enough to read them. But I carried on in my world of dinosaurs while I was in the museum, free to dream as I cared to. The distance and time between the real dinosaurs and I disappeared when I was in the museum, in my little world. Therein lies the significant difference between seeing and imagining, and being told or influenced, that is, being mystified. Mystification, as the art critic John Berger in Ways of Seeing explains, “is the process of explaining aw ...

... is in play, the whole community lets go and things fall apart. The only reason why the society fell apart is because the people did not stand up for their religion and government. They let the missionaries change their ways. That was also referred to in the poem. The poem stated that things fall apart when the center cannot hold. At the bottom of page 176, Obierika quoted that the white man has put a knife on the things that held us together and we have fallen apart. I think that Achebe is trying to give William Butler Yeats some type of recognition because in the beginning of the book, Achebe included a stanza from the poem. "The blood-dimmed ...

... remember with up so floating many bells down) one day anyone died i guess (and noone stooped to kiss his face) busy folk buried them side by side little by little and was by was all by all and deep by deep and more by more they dream their sleep noone and anyone earth by april wish by spirit and if by yes. Women and men(both dong and ding) summer autumn winter spring reaped their sowing and went their came sun moon stars rain up into the silence the green up into the silence the green silence with a white earth in it you will (kiss me) go out into the morning the young morning with a warm world in it (kiss me) you will go on into ...

... extent of the consequences (death by hanging.) The ‘severe test or trial ’ referred to above is an inquiry carried out to see whether people’s souls are still with God. This shows the extremity and extent of the trials. It shows how important a part religion plays in the community. Seeing as people’s life styles revolved around working and praying. If people were not working or farming their lands, they are praying. On holidays they pray, there are hardly any moments of recreation or ‘fun.’ The people of Salem are deeply religious and to drift on to the side of the devil is the most serious ‘sin’ or ‘crimeR ...

... not the case here, for Auden shows art's importance by his initial comment that "About suffering, they were never wrong, the old masters," then investigates how the Old Masters show that they were never wrong. The Old Masters don't exactly have to represent people but I believe Auden is referring to the chorus of Oedipus. The chorus knows all about suffering and they know it shouldn't be. This poem is also written poorly because people don't deserve a well written poem. People don't notice the problems because people don't care. They don't get the point to the story about The Fall of Icarus because they don't care. Last a whole generation died in WWII because peopl ...

... with each step it takes, the shadowy figure looks worn and used out from a night of wear and tear, and appears to be running out of gas. The spectacle of shadow finds a vacant, long deserted, decrepit wooden box, and immediately finds it as a place of seclusion. “So tired, how can I get home? I wish those gangstas never stole my bike” Thought Little Billy to himself, “Maybe Ill just sleep here for the night.” Just then, at that very moment in time, A dark looking man, wearing a black trench coat and boots, comes dashing down that back alley, running as fast as he could until he reached that wooden box, he suddenly came to a perfect stop about ten feet from ...