I have described myself as always having been imbued with a
fervent longing to penetrate the secrets of nature.
In this line, the author is exploring man versus nature. The
word or phrase from this passage that best demonstrated the conflict between
man and nature is perhaps ‘penetrate’ or specifically ‘penetrate the secrets of
nature’.
‘Penetrate’ means to succeed in forcing a way into or
through. This signifies that the persona in this passage wants to understand
the mysteries that surround nature.
<span>Although we see these values, we must also recognize the tremendous double standard between genders at play here. That Homer never reproaches Odysseus for his extracurricular romances but condemns the unfaithful women in the poem recalls Calypso’s angry statement about the double standard for immortals: male gods are allowed to take mortal lovers, while female goddesses are not. Likewise, men such as Odysseus have some freedom to "wander" sexually during their geographical wanderings -- so long as they are ultimately faithful to their home -- while Penelope and the other women in The Odyssey are chastised for their lack of chastity. Indeed, Odysseus does remain true to Penelope in his heart, and his desire to reunite with her drives his faithful journey. Fidelity is also central at the end of the poem, when Odysseus tests the loyalties of his servants and punishes those who have betrayed him.</span>
They allow readers to multitask
Answer and Explanation:
The chest looked ancient - I would have guessed some good hundred years. There wasn't much to it; no golden adornments of any kind. Its wood was dark, damp, and splintered, as if it were telling the story of every storm, every high tide, every humid summer it had survived. There was a sort of metal strap around it, with rusty little hollowed handles that closed side by side to allow the padlock to lock. The padlock itself was rusty and rustic, with a huge black emptiness in its center waiting for a key - the majestic old key I now had in my hands. I felt as if electricity were running through my veins instead of my own red blood, as if my brain could no longer contain any thoughts other than the curious urge to open that chest. I did it carefully, afraid to hurt my hands with the rusty iron and the splinters. Inside, there was nothing but a necklace. My heart thumped strongly, I would have heard its beating in a vacuum. I had found it, the golden necklace everyone believed to be a myth. I held it in my hands, triumphantly.
Note: Your question does not give much context about how or why those objects would be found. So I just made up some sort of story around it. Feel free to change anything!
