Which is an analogy? growing a garden is like putting money in the bank. growing vegetables in a garden is less expensive than buying them from a store. gardening is an affordable way to enjoy fresh vegetables year round. gardening can save money because seeds cost less than a fully grown vegetable.

With this 3 questions ! really need them right! 1. the first continental congress met in philadelphia on september 5, 1774. all of the colonies sent representatives except georgia. this congress continued in session until october 26, 1774. by then it had passed resolutions calling for a boycott against british trade. the author's main purpose was a. to inform b. to persuade c. to instruct d. to give an opinion 2. identify the point of view of each of the following passages. "my second mate was a round-cheeked, silent young man, grave beyond his years, i thought; but as our eyes happened to meet i detected a slight quiver on his lips. i looked down at once. it was not my part to encourage sneering on board my ship. it must be said, too, that i knew very little of my officers." (joseph conrad, "the secret sharer") a. first person b. third person limited c. third person omniscient d. none of the above 3. identify the point of view of each of the following passages. "he had only himself to in his choice: his fortune was his own; for as to frank, it was more than being tacitly brought up as his uncle's heir, it had become so avowed an adoption as to have him assume the name of churchill on coming of age. it was most unlikely, therefore, that he should ever want his father's assistance. his father had no apprehension of it." (jane austen, emma) a. third person omniscient b. third person limited c. first person d. none of the above

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One element of lyric poetry is personal reflection. which lines in this poem most clearly illustrate that element? i wandered lonely as a cloudby william wordsworthi wandered lonely as a cloudthat floats on high o'er vales and hills,when all at once i saw a crowd,a host, of golden daffodils; beside the lake, beneath the trees,fluttering and dancing in the breeze.continuous as the stars that shineand twinkle on the milky way.they stretched in never-ending linealong the margin of a bay: ten thousand saw i at a glance,tossing their heads in sprightly dance.the waves beside them danced; but theyout-did the sparkling waves in glee: a poet could not but be gay.in such a jocund company: i gazed and gazed—but little thoughtwhat wealth the show to me had brought: for oft, when on my couch i liein vacant or in pensive mood,they flash upon that inward eyewhich is the bliss of solitude; and then my heart with pleasure fills,and dances with the daffodils.