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Read the lines from "there was a child went forth" and answer the question. and the apple-trees cover'd with blossoms, and the fruit afterward, and wood-berries, and the commonest weeds by the road; and the old drunkard staggering home from the out-house of the tavern, whence he had lately risen, and the school-mistress that pass'd on her way to the school, and the friendly boys that pass'd—and the quarrelsome boys, and the tidy and fresh-cheek'd girls—and the barefoot negro boy and girl, and all the changes of city and country, wherever he went. which poetic device is exemplified in this stanza? select all that apply. allegory anaphora imagery metaphor

Identify the trade regulation concept described in each scenario. protectionism free trade trade war country a and country b want to develop their respective export markets. both countries have highly developed agricultural, industrial, and service sectors. the countries decide to initially lower trade barriers and eventually remove them completely. arrowright country a has an agrarian economy with an emerging industrial sector. to allow domestic industries to grow, country a applies quotas on all industrial products except those that are used as resources. arrowright country a passes an economic policy that will indirectly give its own companies an advantage over country b’s companies. country b alleges that the policy violates the countries’ trade agreement and imposes retaliatory tariffs. arrowright

Industrialization in europe changed the way people lived. the urban working class came into being, and with it came the drudgery of work. which two parts of this excerpt from franz kafka's the metamorphosis most closely reflect this impact of industrialization on people's lives? "what's happened to me? " he thought. it wasn't a dream. his room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. a collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table—samsa was a travelling salesman—and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. it showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad. "how about if i sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense," he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn't get into that position. however hard he threw himself onto his right, he always rolled back to where he was. he must have tried it a hundred times, shut his eyes so that he wouldn't have to look at the floundering legs, and only stopped when he began to feel a mild, dull pain there that he had never felt before. "oh, no", he thought, "what a strenuous career it is that i've chosen! travelling day in and day out. doing business like this takes much more effort than doing your own business at home, and on top of that there's the curse of travelling, worries about making train connections, bad and irregular food, contact with different people all the time so that you can never get to know anyone or become friendly with them. they can all go away! " he felt a slight itch up on his belly; pushed himself slowly up on his back towards the headboard so that he could lift his head better; found where the itch was, and saw that it was covered with lots of little white spots which he didn't know what to make of; and when he tried to feel the place with one of his legs he drew it quickly back because as soon as he touched it he was overcome by a cold shudder. he slid back into his former position. "getting up early all the time", he thought, "it makes you stupid. you've got to get enough sleep. other travelling salesmen live a life of luxury. for instance, whenever i go back to the guest house during the morning to copy out the contract, these gentlemen are always still sitting there eating their breakfasts. i ought to just try that with my boss; i'd get kicked out on the spot. but who knows, maybe that would be the best thing for me. if i didn't have my parents to think about i'd have given in my notice a long time ago, i'd have gone up to the boss and told him just what i think, tell him everything i would, let him know just what i feel."