Read the passage and answer Questions 2 1 to 25.
On, on, on, over the countless miles of angry space roll the long heaving OT angry space roll the long heaving billows. Mountains and caves are here; for what is now the other; then all is but a boiling heap of rushing water. Pursuit, and flight and mad return of and savage struggle, ending up in a spouting up of foam that whitens the black night; incessant change of place and form and hue; constancy in nothing but eternal strife.
On, on, on, they roll and darker grows the night: and louder howls the wind and more clamorous and fierce become the million voices in the sea, when the wild cry goes forth upon the storm, “A ship!”
A. despair.
B. hope
C. pirates
D. sailors
Correct Answer:
Option B – hope
