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6. [word1]. (same here) ¡Hasta luego!

Give the title for the quote: Yet not to thine eternal resting-place    Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish    Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down    With patriarchs of the infant world—with kings,    The powerful of the earth—the wise, the good,    Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past,    All in one mighty sepulchre.   .  .  . The youth in life’s green spring, and he who goes    In the full strength of years, matron and maid,    The speechless babe, and the gray-headed man—    Shall one by one be gathered to thy side,    By those, who in their turn shall follow them.  

Montresor ironically tells this to the servants to be sure they will be gone when he returns with Fortunato.  

Which of the following is a key difference between meiosis and mitosis?

SECTION B. VOCABULARIO 2.  Paloma is really curious about astrology and wants to know what your sign is. Complete the sentences to tell her what day you were born on and what your birthdate is. You should type out the entire sentence in the response box, including the part that is provided for you. (3 pts total; 1 pt for question 1, 2 pts for question 2.) 1. Nací el ___. 

Identify this person: Born about 1752 and dying in 1830, this Seneca chief served on the American side in the War of 1812. He was known by a gift of clothing given to him by a British officer during the American Revolution. He was a gifted orator who used logic and reason to try to get the point of the Native Americans across to the whites. He rationally defended the Native American spirituality against encroachment by Europeans.

2. Estoy muy bien. ¿[word1] [word2]? 

Identify  “you”  in this quote: “The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that I gave utterance to a threat.”

Identify the author: I traveled the world as a sailor on whaling ships. My adventures took me to the South Pacific, which influenced my writing. When I died, I was not respected as an author; however, the twentieth century has elevated me to a high position in American literature. My work often speaks of my abhorrence of the darkness of human deeds and the evil seemingly inherent in nature itself. In my poetry, my verses anticipated twentieth and twenty-first century techniques. I wrote one of the classic novels in American Literature about the chase of a creature of nature.

Give the title for the following excerpt: .   .   . That echoed to many a parting groan             And natural prayer       Of dying foemen mingled there— Foemen at morn, but friends at eve—       Fame or country least their care: (What like a bullet can undeceive!)       But now they lie low, .  .  .