Read the excerpt from chapter 8 of The Travels of Marco Polo. You may take it for a fact that the people of this country live on dates and salt fish, of which they enjoy abundant supplies. But admittedly there are some among them, men of wealth and consequence, who eat foods of better quality.

Which statement best reflects the author’s opinion about dates and salt fish?

The people of the country live on dates and salt fish.
The supply of dates and salt fish in the country is abundant.
Dates and salt fish are not high-quality foods.
There are men of wealth and consequence in this country.

Find the center and the radius of the circle with the equation: x^-2x+y^2+4y+1=0

Read this excerpt from "we shall overcome." hundreds of thousands of people sang them. but sometimes, it was one lone person with a guitar. they sang in segregated bus stations, picket lines, freedom marches, concert stadiums, city squares, and videos. when injustice of oppression threatens, people sing protest songs to proclaim their resistance, publicize their cause, and encourage hope for a better future, based on this excerpt as an introductory paragraph, which of the following would you expect to read about in the article? different groups of people who were oppressed the ways that music brings diverse groups of people together similarities between historical movements that provided rights for groups of people different song styles throughout specific historical events

Which two passages in this excerpt from the death of ivan illych does leo tolstoy use to suggest that ivan ilych feels like his life is slipping away from him? "what's the use? it makes no difference," he said to himself, staring with wide-open eyes into the darkness. "death. yes, death. and none of them knows or wishes to know it, and they have no pity for me. now they are playing." (he heard through the door the distant sound of a song and its accompaniment.) "it's all the same to them, but they will die too! fools! i first, and they later, but it will be the same for them. and now they are merry . . the beasts! " anger choked him and he was agonizingly, unbearably miserable. "it is impossible that all men have been doomed to suffer this awful horror! " he raised himself. "something must be wrong. i must calm myself—must think it all over from the beginning." and he again began thinking. "yes, the beginning of my illness: i knocked my side, but i was still quite well that day and the next. it hurt a little, then rather more. i saw the doctors, then followed despondency and anguish, more doctors, and i drew nearer to the abyss. my strength grew less and i kept coming nearer and nearer, and now i have wasted away and there is no light in my eyes.