fabian1998
  • fabian1998
Read this excerpt from Claude McKay's "The Harlem Dancer": The wine-flushed, bold-eyed boys, and even the girls, Devoured her with their eager, passionate gaze; But, looking at her falsely-smiling face I knew her self was not in that strange place. Where is the speaker? At a nightclub At a circus At a concert
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fabian1998
  • fabian1998
1st one?
anonymous
  • anonymous
its not B
fabian1998
  • fabian1998
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anonymous
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A
anonymous
  • anonymous
most likely
anonymous
  • anonymous
yes it a
anonymous
  • anonymous
wineflushed means the narrater has to watch them to get ideals and details
anonymous
  • anonymous
or here is the whole thing
anonymous
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PPLAUDING youths laughed with young prostitutes And watched her perfect, half-clothed body sway; Her voice was like the sound of blended flutes Blown by black players upon a picnic day. She sang and danced on gracefully and calm, The light gauze hanging loose about her form; To me she seemed a proudly-swaying palm Grown lovelier for passing through a storm. Upon her swarthy neck black, shiny curls Profusely fell; and, tossing coins in praise, The wine-flushed, bold-eyed boys, and even the girls, Devoured her with their eager, passionate gaze; But, looking at her falsely-smiling face I knew her self was not in that strange place.

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