Down—steadily down it crept. i took a frenzied pleasure in contrasting its downward with its lateral velocity. to the right—to the left—far and wide—with the shriek of a spirit! to my heart with the stealthy pace of the tiger! i alternately laughed and howled, as the one or the other idea grew predominant.

how does poe create an unsettling atmosphere with stylistic devices in the passage above?

in my opinion, ap calculus was the most difficult. i often struggled with it a lot. however, i have gotten a lot better.

waves come crashing to grey sullen shores.

powerful and strong, it breathes and roars.

cascading and caressing each grain of sand,

a warm embrace between sea and land.

high above, a seagull soars high.

wings of purity it spreads to fly.

battling high against darkened cloud,

in a wind that blows fiercely, flying graceful and proud.

beneath, the sand is soft and warm.

sculpted by nature, it's weathered the storm.

a passionate battle between calmness and rage,

a new chapter's beginning; don't turn the last page.

i listen again to the whispering waves,

music of nature calming and brave.

its power unknown, its stillness untamed,

mysterious and magical, a treasure earth claims.

plz mark brainliest

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