(05.02 HC) Reаd the pаired texts belоw, “A Sight in Cаmp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim” by Walt Whitman and “Furl that Banner” by Abram Jоseph Ryan. Then answer the questiоn that follows. "A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim"by Walt WhitmanA SIGHT in camp in the daybreak gray and dim,As from my tent I emerge so early sleepless,As slow I walk in the cool fresh air the path near by the hospital tent,Three forms I see on stretchers lying, brought out there untended lying,Over each the blanket spread, ample brownish woolen blanket,Gray and heavy blanket, folding, covering all.Curious I halt and silent stand,Then with light fingers I from the face of the nearest the first just lift the blanket;Who are you elderly man so gaunt and grim, with well-gray'd hair, and flesh all sunken about the eyes?Who are you my dear comrade?Then to the second I step—and who are you my child and darling?Who are you sweet boy with cheeks yet blooming?Then to the third—a face nor child nor old, very calm, as of beautiful yellow-white ivory;Young man I think I know you—I think this face is the face of the Christ himself,Dead and divine and brother of all, and here again he lies. from "Furl that Banner"by Abram Joseph RyanFurl that banner! furl it sadly!Once ten thousands hailed it gladly.And ten thousands wildly, madly, Swore it should forever wave;Swore that foeman's sword should neverHearts like theirs entwined dissever,Till that flag should float forever O'er their freedom or their grave!Furl it! for the hands that grasped it,And the hearts that fondly clasped it,Cold and dead are lying low;And that Banner—it is trailing!While around it sounds the wailing Of its people in their woe.For, though conquered, they adore it!Love the cold, dead hands that bore it!Weep for those who fell before it!Pardon those who trailed and tore it! But, oh! wildly they deplored it! Now who furl and fold it so.Furl that Banner! true, 'tis gory,Yet 'tis wreathed around with glory,And 'twill live in song and story, Though its folds are in the dust;For its fame on brightest pages,Penned by poets and by sages,Shall go sounding down the ages— Furl its folds though now we must.Furl that banner, softly, slowly!Treat it gently—it is holy— For it droops above the dead.Touch it not—unfold it never,Let it droop there, furled forever,For its people's hopes are dead! Which statement best evaluates the major difference between the authors’ perspectives on the Civil War and the reasoning each author uses to develop that perspective?
(05.02 HC) Reаd the pаired texts belоw, “Hоspitаl Duties” by Anоnymous and “The Women Who Went to the Field” by Clara Barton. Then answer the question that follows. "Hospital Duties"by AnonymousFold away all your bright-tinted dresses, Turn the key on your jewels today,And the wealth of your tendril-like tresses Braid back in a serious way;No more delicate gloves, no more laces, No more trifling in boudoir or bower,But come with your souls in your faces To meet the stern wants of the hour.Look around! By the torchlight unsteady The dead and the dying seem one —What! Trembling and paling already, Before your dear mission's begun?These wounds are more precious than ghastly — Time presses her lips to each scar,While she chants of that glory which vastly Transcends all the horrors of war.Pause here by this bedside. How mellow The light showers down on that brow!Such a brave, brawny visage, poor fellow! Some homestead is missing him now!Some wife shades her eyes in the clearing, Some mother sits moaning distressed,While the loved one lies faint but unfearing, With the enemy's ball in his breast.Here's another—a lad—a mere stripling, Picked up in the field almost dead,With the blood through his sunny hair rippling From the horrible gash in his head.They say he was first in the action; Gay-hearted, quick-headed, and witty:He fought till he dropped with exhaustion At the gates of our fair Southern city.Fought and fell 'neath the guns of that city, With a spirit transcending his years—Lift him up in your large-hearted pity, And wet his pale lips with your tears.Touch him gently; most sacred the duty Of dressing that poor shattered hand!God spare him to rise in his beauty And battle once more for his land! from "The Women Who Went to the Field"by Clara BartonThe women who went to the field, you say,The women who went to the field; and prayWhat did they go for? just to be in the way!—They'd not know the difference betwixt work and play,What did they know about war anyway?What could they do?—of what use could they be?They would scream at the sight of a gun, don't you see?Just fancy them round where the bugle notes play,And the long roll is bidding us on to the fray.Imagine their skirts 'mong artillery wheels,And watch for their flutter as they flee 'cross the fieldsWhen the charge is rammed home and the fire belches hot;—They never will wait for the answering shot.They would faint at the first drop of blood, in their sight.What fun for us boys,—(ere we enter the fight;)They might pick some lint, and tear up some sheets,And make us some jellies, and send on their sweets,And knit some soft socks for Uncle Sam's shoes,And write us some letters, and tell us the news.And thus it was settled by common consent,That husbands, or brothers, or whoever went,That the place for the women was in their own homes,There to patiently wait until victory comes.But later, it chanced, just how no one knew,That the lines slipped a bit, and some 'gan to crowd through;And they went,—where did they go?—Ah; where did they not?Show us the battle,—the field,—or the spotWhere the groans of the wounded rang out on the airThat her ear caught it not, and her hand was not there,Who wiped the death sweat from the cold, clammy brow,And sent home the message;—"'T is well with him now"?Who watched in the tents, whilst the fever fires burned,And the pain-tossing limbs in agony turned,And wet the parched tongue, calmed delirium's strifeTill the dying lips murmured, "My Mother," "My Wife"!And who were they all?—They were many, my men ... Which statement best compares how the two authors develop their perspectives on women’s contributions during the Civil War?