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Read the excerpt from Anthem.Perhaps, in those days, there were a few among men, a few of clear sight and clean soul, who refused to surrender that word. What agony must have been theirs before that which they saw coming and could not stop! Which best describes how the words "clear sight and clean soul" reflect the philosophy of Objectivism?Read the excerpt from Dispatches. You came to love your life, to love and respect the mere fact of it, but often you became heedless of it in the way that somnambulists are heedless. Being good meant staying alive, and sometimes that was only a matter of caring enough at any given moment. Based on the excerpt, which best describes a good soldier?And after this time she had never desire to have sexual intercourse withher husband, for paying the debt of matrimony was so abominable to herthat she would rather, she thought, have eaten and drunk the ooze andmuck in the gutter than consent to intercourse, except out of obedience...Read the excerpt from A Rumor of War.The discovery that the men we had scorned as peasant guerrillas were, in fact, a lethal, determined enemy and the casualty lists that lengthened each week with nothing to show for the blood being spilled broke our early confidence. According to the excerpt, the soldiersAnd soon after, she saw them pull off his clothes and strip him all naked, and then drag him before them as if he had been the greatest malefactor in the world. And he went on very meekly before them, as naked as he was born, towards a pillar of stone, and spoke no word back to them, but let them do and say what they wishes. And there they bound him to the pillar as tightly as they could, and beat him on his fair white body with rods, with whips, and with scourges. And then she thought our Lady wept wonderfully sorely, and therefore the said creature had to weep and cry, when she saw such spiritual sights in her soul as freshly and veritably as if they had been done in her bodily sight, and she thought that our Lady and she were always together to see our Lord's pains. Such spiritual sights she had every Palm Sunday and every Good Friday, and in many other ways as well, many years together. And therefore she cried and wept very bitterly, and suffered much contempt and rebuke in many places.what did the merchants start to press on farmers/soldiers?There was also a lady who wanted to have the said creature to ameal. And therefore, as decency required, she went to the churchwhere this lady heard her service, and where this creature saw abeautiful image of our Lady called a pietà. And thorugh looking atthat pietà her mind was wholly occupied with the Passion of ourLord Jesus Christ and with the compassion of our Lady, St. Mary,by which she was compelled to cry out very loudly and weep verybitterly, as though she would have died.Then the lady's priest came to her, saying, "Woman, Jesus islong since dead."When her crying had ceased, she said to the priest," Sir, hisdeath is as fresh to me as if he had died this same day, and so, Ithink, it ought to be to you and to all Christian people. We oughtalways to remember his kindness, and always think of the dolefuldeath that he died for us.Read the excerpt from "Harrison Bergeron." "I think I'd make a good Handicapper General.""Good as anybody else," said George."Who knows better'n I do what normal is?" said Hazel."Right," said George. He began to think glimmeringly about his abnormal son who was now in jail, about Harrison, but a twenty-one-gun salute in his head stopped that.How does the dialogue between George and Hazel develop Kurt Vonnegut's message that advanced technology dehumanizes individuals?The mother may give her child sucken her milk, but ourprecious mother Jesu, he may feed us with himself, anddoth full courteously and ful tenderly with the blessedsacrament, that is precious food of very life; and with allthe sweet sacraments he sustaineth us full mercifullyand graciously...The mother may lead her child tenderlyto her breast, but our tender mother Jesu, he mayhomely lead us into his blessed breast by his sweetopen side, and show us therein in party of the godheadand the joys of heaven with ghostly sureness of endlessbliss...This fair lovely word "Mother," it is so sweet andso kind in itself that it may not verily be said of none neto none but of him and to him that is very mother of lifeand of all.Another time, as this creature prayed to God that she might live inchastity by her husband's permission, Chirst said to her mind, "You mustfast on Friday both from meat and drink, and you shall have your wishbefore Whit Sunday, for I shall suddenly slay all sexual desire in yourhusband.Then on the Wednesday of Easter week, when her husband wanted tohave intercourse with her, as he was used to before, and whne he wascoming near to her, she said, 'Jesus, help me,' and he had no power totouch her at that time in that way, nor ever after that with carnalknowledge.It happened on Friday, Midsummer Eve, in very hot weather - as this creature was coming from York carrying a bottle of beer in her hand, and her husband a cake tucked inside his clothes against his chest - that her husband asked his wife this question: 'Margery, if there came a man with a sword who would strike off my head unless I made love with you as I used to before, tell me on your conscience - for you say you will not lie - whether you would allow my head to be cut off, or elese allow me to make love with you again, as I did at one time?''Alas sir,' she said, 'why are you raising this matter, when we have been chaste for these past eight weeks?''Because I want to know the truth of your heart.'And then she said with great sorry, 'Truly, I would rather see you being killed, than that we should turn back to our un-cleanness.'And he replied, 'You are no good wife.'Read the excerpt from "Harrison Bergeron."The year was 2081, and everybody was finally equal. They weren't only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else. All this equality was due to the 211th, 212th, and 213th Amendments to the Constitution, and to the unceasing vigilance of agents of the United States Handicapper General. Vonnegut uses satire in this excerpt byAnd then she was commanded by our Lord to go to an anchoress in the same city who was called Dame Julian. And so she did, and told her about the grace, that God had put into her soul, of compunction, contrition, sweetness and devotion, compassion with holy meditation and high contemplation, and very many holy speeches and converse that our Lord spoke to her soul, and also many wonderful revelations, which she described to the anchoress to find out if there were any deception in them, for the anchoress was expert in such things and could give good advice.The anchoress, hearing the marvelous goodness of our Lord, highly thanked God with all her heart for his visitation, advising this creature to be obedient to the will of our Lord and fulfill with all her might whatever he put into her soul, if it were not against the worship of God and the profit of her fellow Christians. For if it were, then it were not the influence of a good spirit, but rather of an evil spirit. "The Holy Ghost never urges a thing against charity, and if he did, he would be contrary to his own self, for he is all charity. Also he moves a soul to chasteness, for chaste livers are called the temple of the Holy Ghost, an'Tis sorrow and pain,'Tis endless chagrinFor Dafydd to gainHis dark-haired girl.Her house is a jail,Her turnkey a vile,Sour, yellow-eyed, pale,Odious churl.She cannot go outUnless he's about,The blackguard, the lout,The stingy boor.The look in her eyeOf fondness for me—God bless her bounty!—He can't endure.I know he hates play:The greenwood in May,The birds' roundelayAre not for himThe cuckoo, I know,He'd never allowTo sing on his bough,Light on his limbThe flash of the wing,The swell of the song,Harp-music playingDraw his black looks,The hounds in fully cry,A race-horse of bay,He cannot enjoyMore than the pox.My heart would be gladAt seeing him laidAll gray in his shroud;How could I grieve?Should he die this year,I'd give him with cheerGood oak for his bier,Sods for his grave.O starling, O swift,Go soaring aloft,Come down to the croftBy Dovekie's home.This message give her,Tell her I love her,And I will have herAll in good time.What wooer ever walked through frost and snow,Through rain and wind, as I in sorrow?My two feet took me to a tryst in MeirchNo luck; swam and waded the Elerich,No golden loveliness, no glimpse of her;Night or day, I came no nearerExcept in Bleddyn's arbors, where I sighedWhen she refused me, as she did besideMasealga's murmuring water-tide.I crossed the river, Bergul, and went onBeyond its threatening voices; I have goneThrough the mountain-pass of Meibion,Came to Camallt, dark in my despairFor one vision of her golden hair.All for nothing, I've looked down from Rhiw,All for nothing but a valley view,Kept on going, on my journey throughCyfylfaen's gorge, with rock and boulder,Where I had thought to ermine-cloak her shoulder.Never; not here, there, thither, thence,Could I ever find her presence.And when I was thirty year old and a half, God sentme a bodily sickness in the which I lay three daysand three nights; and on the fourth night I took allmy rites of holy church, and went not to have liventill day. And after this I lay two days and two nights;and on the third night I weened oftentimes to havepassed, and so weened they that were with me.And yet in this I felt a great loathsomeness to die,but for nothing that was on earth that me liketh tolive for...But it was for I would have lived to haveloved God better and longer time, that I might bythe grace of that living have the more knowing andloving of God in the bliss of heaven.Telle me also, to what conclusiounWere membres maad of generaciounAnd of so parfit wis a wrighte ywrought?Truseth right wel, they were nat maad for nought.Glose whoso wol, and saye bothe up and downThat they were maken for purcaciounOf urine, and oure bothe thinges smaleWas eek to knowe a femele from a male,And for noon other cause—say ye no?Th'experience woot it is nought so.So that the clerkes be nat with me wrothe,I saye this, that they been maad for bothe.For trusteth wel, it is an impossibleThat any clerk wol speke good of wives,But if it be of holy saintes lives,N'of noon other womman never the mo—Who painted the leon, tel me who?By God, if wommen hadden writen stories,As clerkes han within hir oratories,They wolde han writen of men more wikednesseThan al the merk of Adam may redress.Lo, here the wise king daun Salomon:I trowe he hadde wives many oon,As wolde God it leveful were to meTo be refresshed half so ofte as he.Whiche yifte of God hadde he for all his wives!No man hath swich that in this world alive is.God woot this noble king, as to my wit,The firste night hadde many a merye fitWith eech of hem, so wel was him on live.Blessed be God that I have wedded five,Of whiche I have piked out the beste,Bothe of hir nether purs and of her chste...Of five housbondes scoleying am I.Welcome the sixte whan that evere he shal!Once the siege and assault of Troy had ceased,With the city a smoke-heap of cinders and ash,The traitor who contrived such betrayal thereWas tried for his treachery, the truest on earth;Aeneas, it was, with his noble warriorsWho went conquering abroad, laying claim to the the crownsOf the wealthies kingdoms in the western world.Mighty Romulus quickly careered towards RomeAnd conceived a city in magnificent styleWhich from then until now has been known by his name.Ticius constructed townships in TuscanyAnd Langobard did likewise building homes in LombardyAnd further afield, over the Sea of France,Felix Brutus found Britain on broad banksMost grandAnd wonder, dread and warHave lingered in that landWhere loss and love in turnHave held the upper hand.
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