&vsize=400&exid=1&exmo=1&exty=5&thre=1&trmo=0&trurl=http://62.232.76.134/Campus/Britcoun/Script/Script.cfm&shuf=0&spdrag=1&sppos=55&skelt=../obj/skelt01.swf&frameup=cnt_txt1.swf&framedown=tpl_truefalse.swf&panel=0&audiolv=70&audiofile=nul&autoplay=0&buffertime=5&tscr=0&audioscript=HTML text&subm=1&hurl=helpfile.swf&cnt_txt=Below are 7 statements about each poem. The first 7 are about 'Progress' and the last 7 are about 'The City'. For each, decide if it is True or False. You can get help by clicking the blue ball next to the answers and choosing 'Hint'. When you have finished, click "Submit" to check your answers.&i14_hint='The jealous City, whispering always-"Home!"'&i14_dvalue=0&i14_cvalue=1&i14_txt=The city was calling the author to come back.&i13_hint='It called me in the sunrise and the dew É At noon and twilight'&i13_dvalue=0&i13_cvalue=2&i13_txt=Even in the middle of the night the author head the Voice.&i12_hint=He could not escape from the Voice.&i12_dvalue=0&i12_cvalue=2&i12_txt=The author could not escape from the wind.&i11_hint='one long comfortless'&i11_dvalue=0&i11_cvalue=1&i11_txt=The author had been in need of comfort.&i10_hint='I did not know how great had been my needs'&i10_dvalue=0&i10_cvalue=1&i10_txt=The author had really needed a break from the city.&i9_hint='É leagues of unregarded loneliness'&i9_dvalue=0&i9_cvalue=1&i9_txt=The country is a lonely place.&i8_hint='É sorrow and distress flourished in the City like foul weeds'&i8_dvalue=0&i8_cvalue=2&i8_txt=There are many foul weeds growing in the city.&opt2=False&opt1=True&nitem=14&i7_hint='For all the future held so rich and rare É when É (they were) babies (in the country)'&i7_dvalue=0&i7_cvalue=1&i7_txt='They' were hopeful about the future when they lived in the country.&i6_hint='É they could chase the jewelled butterfly through the green bracken-scented lanes (of the country)'&i6_dvalue=0&i6_cvalue=2&i6_txt='They' could chase butterflies in the city.&i5_hint='É in some far, small town whose quiet nursed them É'&i5_dvalue=0&i5_cvalue=2&i5_txt=The 'creeping beggars' have never been to the country.&i4_hint='É the creeping beggars É think of breezes cool É in some far, small town'&i4_dvalue=0&i4_cvalue=1&i4_txt=The 'creeping beggars' think of the country.&i3_hint='Black houses crush the creeping beggars down'&i3_dvalue=0&i3_cvalue=1&i3_txt=The houses are oppressive.&i2_hint='Like mammoth orange-moths'&i2_dvalue=0&i2_cvalue=1&i2_txt=The lamps remind the author of insects.&i1_hint='The city's heat is like a leaden pall' - it seems like it's heavy&i1_dvalue=0&i1_cvalue=2&i1_txt=The city's air is full of lead.&