Read “the lion’s share” by aesop. what is the theme of this fable? the lion went once a-hunting along with the fox, the jackal, and the wolf. they hunted and they hunted until at last they surprised a stag and soon took its life. then came the question how the spoil should be divided. “quarter me this stag,” roared the lion; so the other animals skinned it and cut it into four parts. then the lion took his stand in front of the carcass and pronounced judgment: “the first quarter is for me in my capacity as king of beasts; the second is mine as arbiter; another share comes to me for my part in the chase; and as for the fourth quarter, well, as for that, i should like to see which of you will dare to lay a paw upon it.” “humph,” rumbled the fox as he walked away with his tail between his legs; but he spoke in a low growl. "you may share the labors of the great, but you will not share the spoil." (i use the website ple. platoweb)

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Which of the following is the original meaning of the word college? a. an independent institution of higher learning offering a course of general studies leading to a bachelor’s degree b. a building used for an educational or religious purpose c. a group of persons considered by law to be a unit d. a body of clergy, living together and supported by a foundation

What is the effect of narrator's word choice on the tone of this passage? the words "my heart shrank within itself" create a fearful tone. the words "wounded his fellow" develop a remorseful tone. the words "struck harsh upon my ears" suggest an irritated tone. the words "better-omened" set a hopeful tone. excerpt from "the cabuliwallah" by rabindranath tagore i was sitting in my study, looking through the accounts, when some one entered, saluting respectfully, and stood before me. it was rahmun the cabuliwallah. at first i did not recognise him. he had no bag, nor the long hair, nor the same vigour that he used to have. but he smiled, and i knew him again. "when did you come, rahmun? " i asked him. "last evening," he said, "i was released from jail." the words struck harsh upon my ears. i had never before talked with one who had wounded his fellow, and my heart shrank within itself when i realised this; for i felt that the day would have been better-omened had he not turned up.