Arts & Humanities - 24 February 2007

He was a soldier, mercemary and admirer of Socrtes.

2007-02-24 00:26:05 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous in History

2007-02-24 00:23:29 · 6 answers · asked by man J 1 in Books & Authors

please help. My English teacher gave us so much homework and this is the only part i couldnt do. I cant think of any text to world or text to text connections.

2007-02-24 00:18:57 · 1 answers · asked by ohshizclarissa 4 in Books & Authors

Tom opened his eyes and all his senses started to work again.Only now he realised that the periodical rattle of the empty bus had sent him to sleep and had overturned the old book of his knees, which was now lieing on the dirty floor under the front seat. Tom reached down and after he unstucked the cover of one stagnant chewing gum, he put it back in his bag. The night had already feld on the valley, but since it was dark in the bus Tom could see the snowflakes dancing out of the window.The boy got up of his seat and slowly waddled towards the drivers cabin.There on the dark glass were some really interesting inscriptions like "If you're reading this you're too close and you're inconveniencing the driver",that Tom could not read right now but had the luck to had seen during his many journeys to the town and back.The boy opened the door and got it.Inside there was a middleaged man, who had put on his head an old- fashioned cap, making him look like a ruined French man.His name was Oscar

2007-02-24 00:18:11 · 8 answers · asked by Jerey 2 in Books & Authors

2007-02-24 00:17:44 · 11 answers · asked by Luigi 1 in Philosophy

i want to participate in saregama audition which is going to start in march and i am from delhi so please give me some information at this id
id is - sweet_arun_singh@yahoo.com

2007-02-24 00:16:16 · 3 answers · asked by arun s 1 in Theater & Acting

I've only been fired from 30'some

2007-02-24 00:15:47 · 8 answers · asked by burd p 2 in Philosophy

IN PICCADILLY CIRCUS
SITS A LADY Mrs PYM
HER SHAWL IS GREY AND TIDY
HER BONNET BLACK AND TRIM
HER APRON STIFF AND SNOWY
HER BASKET DEEP AND WDE
WITH HYACINTHS AND TULIPS AND DAFFODILS INSIDE
ONE NIGHT WHEN IT WAS SNOWY
AND RAIN WAS FALLING FAST
SHE HADNT SOLD HER BLOSSOMS
AND TURNED TO GO AT LAST
TO HER DEAR LITTLE OLD COTTAGE
WHERE A GRATE THAT HAD NO FIRE IN
AND A DISH THAT HAD NO MEAT
SHE JUST PUT DOWN HER BASKET
THEN ALL THE FLOWERS FLEW OUT
SHE THOUGHT THEY LOOKED LIKE FARIES
AND SOON SHE HAD NO DOUBT
THE FLAMES ROLLED UP THE CHIMNEY
THE TABLE SET ITSELF
TURKEY FROM THE OVEN
AND PUDDING FROM THE SHELF
A QUILT OF SATIN PATCHWORK
FLEW DOWN UPON HER BED
HER CLOAK AND SQUIRREL TIPPET
WAS HANGING ON THE HEAD
HER PURSE FELL THROUGH THE RAFTERS
AND CHUCKLED WHERE IT LAY
AND LAUGHTER SHOOK THE CHIMNEY
AS THE FARIES FLEW AWAY

2007-02-24 00:10:30 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous in Other - Arts & Humanities

Did you like it? What did you like about it?

2007-02-24 00:07:58 · 1 answers · asked by Holly R 6 in Books & Authors

2007-02-24 00:01:50 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous in Painting