What figurative language is "Abraham Lincoln, what would you say today?" A: simile
b: apostrophe
c: metaphor
d : allusion

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Ill give 50 points and brainiest if i can. would be grateful for any on this. the industrial revolution moved the united states into a new economic era. using the resources provided respond to the following prompts as they deal with economic development in the united states. using the maps available on the web links tab, explain the economic development of the united states, especially in regard to its emergence as a major industrial power. (focus on industrial sections; cities and towns; territorial growth; agricultural, mineral, and resource regions; coal fields; slavery; value and production; and distribution of agriculture and manufacturing areas.) using the available maps, explain the economic advantages of the physical geography of the united states. explain the gains that the united states made from trade.

What is the effect of narrator's word choice on the tone of this passage? the words "my heart shrank within itself" create a fearful tone. the words "wounded his fellow" develop a remorseful tone. the words "struck harsh upon my ears" suggest an irritated tone. the words "better-omened" set a hopeful tone. excerpt from "the cabuliwallah" by rabindranath tagore i was sitting in my study, looking through the accounts, when some one entered, saluting respectfully, and stood before me. it was rahmun the cabuliwallah. at first i did not recognise him. he had no bag, nor the long hair, nor the same vigour that he used to have. but he smiled, and i knew him again. "when did you come, rahmun? " i asked him. "last evening," he said, "i was released from jail." the words struck harsh upon my ears. i had never before talked with one who had wounded his fellow, and my heart shrank within itself when i realised this; for i felt that the day would have been better-omened had he not turned up.