[考研类试卷]英语专业（英美文学）模拟试卷19及答案与解析.doc

1、英语专业（英美文学）模拟试卷 19 及答案与解析一、问答题1 Speak little, do much.A word to the wise is enough.Poverty often deprives a man of all spirit and virtue.2 My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards

2、, had sunk;3 Such being our chief scene, the date of our story refers to a period towards the end of the reign of Richard I., when his return from his long captivity had become an event rather wished than hoped for by his despairing subjects, who were in the meantime subjected to every species of su

3、bordinate oppression.4 Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt,Whener I passed her; but who passed without Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands; Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands As if alive.5 We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are end

4、owed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.6 I, John Faustus of Wittenberg, Doctor, by these presents do give both body and soul to Lucifer, Prince of the East.7 I told you in the course of this paper that Shakespeare had a

5、sister; but dont look for her in Sir Sidney Lees life of the poet.8 Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.9 C

6、ome, my friends,Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die.10 Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist. He who would gather immortal pa

7、lms must not be hindered by the name of goodness, but must explore if it be goodness. Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind.10 Read the poem and answer the questions below.(40 points)AcceptanceWhen the spent sun throws up its rays on cloudAnd goes down burning into the gulf be

8、low,No voice in nature is heard to cry aloudAt what has happened. Birds, at least, must knowIt is the change to darkness in the sky.Murmuring something quiet in her breast,One bird begins to close a faded eye;Or overtaken too far from his nest,Hurrying low above the grove, some waifSwoops just in ti

9、me to his remembered treeAt most he thinks or twitters softly, “Safe!Now let the night be dark for all of me.Let the night be too dark for me to seeInto the future. Let what will be, be.“11 Identify the poet and the rhyme scheme of this sonnet.(10 points)12 What does the tone in the poem and how do

10、you interpret the line “Let what will be, be“?(10 points)13 “I have a lovers quarrel with the world“ is the epitaph of the poet, comment on the poets creation and philosophy of life.(20 points)13 Read the short story or an excerpt from a novel and answer the questions.(40 points)Young Goodman BrownY

11、oung Goodman Brown came forth, at sunset, into the sunset of Salem village, but put his head back, after crossing the threshold, to exchange a parting kiss with his young wife. And Faith, as the wife was aptly named, thrust her own pretty head into the street, letting the wind play with the pink rib

12、bons of her cap, while she called to Goodman Brown.“Dearest heart,“ whispered she, softly and rather sadly, when her lips were close to his ear, “pry thee, put off your journey until sunrise, and sleep in your own bed to-night. A lone woman is troubled with such dreams and such thoughts, that shes a

13、feard of herself, sometimes. Pray, tarry with me this night, dear husband, of all nights in the year!“My love and my Faith,“ replied young Goodman Brown, “of all nights in the year, this one night must I tarry away from thee. My journey, as thou callest it, forth and back again, must needs be done t

14、wixt now and sunrise. What, my sweet, pretty wife, dost thou doubt me already, and we but three months married!“Then, God bless you!“ said Faith, with the pink ribbons, “and may you find all well, when you come back.“Amen!“ cried Goodman Brown. “Say thy prayers, dear Faith, and go to bed at dusk, an

15、d no harm will come to thee.“So they parted; and the young man pursued his way, until, being about to turn the corner by the meeting-house, he looked back, and saw the head of Faith still peeping after him, with a melancholy air, in spite of her pink ribbons.“Poor little Faith!“ thought he, for his

16、heart smote him. “What a wretch am I, to leave her on such an errand! She talks of dreams, too. Methought, as she spoke, there was trouble in her face, as if a dream had warned her what work is to be done to night. But, no, no! t would kill her to think it. Well; shes a blessed angel on earth; and a

17、fter this one night, Ill cling to her skirts and follow her to Heaven.“With this excellent resolve for the future, Goodman Brown felt himself justified in making more haste on his present evil purpose. He had taken a dreary road, darkened by all the gloomiest trees of the forest, which barely stood

18、aside to let the narrow path creep through, and closed immediately behind. It was all as lonely as could be; and there is this peculiarity in such a solitude, that the traveler knows not who may be concealed by the innumerable trunks and the thick boughs overhead; so that, with lonely footsteps, he

19、may yet be passing through an unseen multitude.“There may be a devilish Indian behind every tree,“ said Goodman Brown, to himself; and he glanced fearfully behind him, as he added, “What if the devil himself should be at my very elbow!“His head being turned back, he passed a crook of the road, and l

20、ooking forward again, beheld the figure of a man, in grave and decent attire, seated at the foot of an old tree. He arose, at Goodman Browns approach, and walked onward, bide by side with him.“You are late, Goodman Brown,“ said he. “The clock of the Old South was striking as I came through Bostonl a

21、nd that is full fifteen minutes agone.“Faith kept me back awhile,“ replied the young man, with a tremor in his voice, caused by the sudden appearance of his companion, though not wholly unexpected.It was now deep dusk in the forest and deepest in that part of it where these two were journeying. As n

22、early as could be discerned, the second traveler was about fifty years old, apparently in the same rank of life as Goodman Brown, and bearing a considerable resemblance to him, though perhaps more in expression than features. Still, they might have been taken for father and son. And yet, though the

23、elder person was as simply clad as the younger, and as simple in manner too, he had an indescribable air of one who knew the world, and would not have felt abashed at the governors dinner-table, or in king Williams court, were it possible that his affairs should call him thither. But the only thing

24、about him, that could be fixed upon a remarkable, was his staff, which bore the likeness of a great black snake, so curiously wrought. This, of course, must have been an ocular deception, assisted by the uncertain light.“Come, Goodman Brown!“ cried his fellow-traveler, “this is a dull pace for the b

25、eginning of a journey. Take my staff, if you are so soon weary.“Friend,“ said the other, exchanging his slow pace for a full stop, “having kept covenant by meeting thee here, it is my purpose now to return whence I came. I have scruples, touching the matte thou wotst of.“Sayest thou so?“ replied he

26、of the serpent, smiling apart. “Let us walk on, nevertheless, reasoning as we go, and if I convince thee not, thou shalt turn back. We are but a little way in the forest, yet.“Too far, too far!“ exclaimed the goodman, unconsciously resuming his walk. “My father never went into the woods on such an e

27、rrand, nor his father before him. We have been a race of honest men and good Christians, since the days of the martyrs. And shall I be the first of the name of Brown, that ever took this path, and kept“Such company, thou wouldst say,“ observed the elder person, interpreting his pause, “Good, Goodman

28、 Brown! I have been as well acquainted with your family as with ever a one among the Puritans; and thats no trifle to say. I helped your grandfather, the constable, when he lashed the Quaker woman so smartly through the streets of Salem. And it was I that brought your father a pitch-pine knot, kindl

29、ed at my own hearth, to set fire to an Indian village, in king Philips war. They were my good friends, both; and many a pleasant walk have we had along this path, and returned merrily after midnight. I would fain be friends with you, for their sake.“If it be as thou sayest,“ replied Goodman Brown, “

30、I marvel they never spoke of these matters. Or, verily, I marvel not, seeing that the least rumor of the sort would have driven them from New-England. We are a people of prayer, and good works, to boot, and abide no such wickedness.“Wickedness or not,“ said the traveler with the twisted staff, “I ha

31、ve a very general acquaintance here in New-England. The deacons of many a church have drunk the communion wine with me; the selectmen, of divers towns, make me their chairman; and a majority of the Great and General Court are form supporters of my interest. The governor and I, toobut these are state

32、-secrets.“Can this be so!“ cried Goodman Brown, with a stare of amazement at his undisturbed companion, “Howbeit, I have nothing to do with the governor and council; they have their own ways, and are no rule for a simple husbandman, like me. But, were I to go on with thee, how should I meet the eye

33、of that good old man, our minister, at Salem village? Oh, his voice would make me tremble, both Sabbath-day and lecture-day!“Thus far, the elder traveler had listened with due gravity, but now burst into a fit of irrepressible mirth, shaking himself so violently, that his snakelike staff actually se

34、emed to wriggle in sympathy.“Ha! Ha! Ha!“ shouted he, again and again then composing himself, “Well, go on, Goodman Brown, go on; but, pry thee, dont kill me with laughing!“Well, then , to end the matter at once,“ said Goodman Brown, considerably nettled, “there is my wife, Faith. It would break her

35、 dear little heart; and Id rather break my own!“Nay, if that be the case,“ answered the other, “een go thy ways, Goodman Brown. I would not, for twenty old women like the one hobbling before us, that Faith should come to any harm.“As he spoke, he pointed his staff at a female figure on the path, in

36、which Goodman Brown recognized a very pious and exemplary dame, who had taught him his catechism, in youth, and was still his moral and spiritual adviser, jointly with the minister and deacon Gookin.“A marvel, truly, that goody Cloyse should be so far in the wilderness, at night fall!“ said he. “But

37、, with your leave, friend, I shall take a cut through the woods, until we have left this Christian woman behind. Being a stranger to you, she might ask whom I was consorting with, and whither I was going.“Be it so,“ said his fellow traveler. “Betake you to the woods, and let me keep the path.“Accord

38、ingly, the young man turned aside, but took care to watch his companion, who advanced softly along the road, until he had come within a staffs length of the old dame. She, meanwhile, was making the best of her way, with singular speed for so aged a woman, and mumbling some indistinct words, a prayer

39、, doubtless, as she went. The traveler put forth his staff, and touched her withered neck with what seemed the serpents tail.“The devil!“ she screamed the pious old lady.“Then goody Cloyse knows her old friend?“ observed the traveler, confronting her, and leaning on his writhing stick.“Ah, forsooth,

40、 and is it your worship, indeed?“ cried the good dame. Tea, truly is it, and in the very image of my old gossip, Goodman Brown, the grandfather of the silly fellow that now is. But, would your worship believe it? my broomstick hath strangely disappeared, stolen, as I suspect, by that unhanged witch,

41、 goody Cory, and that, too, when I was all anointed with the juice of smallage and cinque-foil and wolf s-bane“Mingled with fine wheat and the fat of a new-born babe,“ said the shape of old goodman Brown.“Ah, your worship knows the receipt,“ cried the old lady, cackling aloud. “So, as I was saying,

42、being all ready for the meeting, and no horse to ride on, I made up my mind to foot it; for they tell me, there is a nice young man to be taken into communion to-night. But now your good worship will lend me your arm, and we shall be there in a twinkling.“That can hardly be,“ answered her friend. “I

43、 may not spare you my arm, goody Cloyse, but here is my staff, if you will.“So saying, he threw it down at her feet, where, perhaps, it assumed life, being one of the rods which its owner had formerly lent to the Egyptian Magi. Of this fact, however, goodman Brown could not take cognizance. He had c

44、ast up his eyes in astonishment, and looking down again, beheld neither goody Cloyse nor the serpentine staff, but his fellow traveler alone, who waited for him as calmly as if nothing had happened.“That old woman taught me my catechism!“ said the young man; and there was a world of meaning in this

45、simple comment.They continued to walk onward, while the elder traveler exhorted his companion to make good speed and persevere in the path, discoursing so aptly, that his arguments seemed rather to spring up in the bosom of his auditor, than to be suggested by himself. As they went, he plucked a bra

46、nch of maple to serve for a walking-stick, and began to strip it of the twigs and little boughs, which were wet with evening dew. The moment his fingers touched them, they became strangely withered and dried up, as with a weeks sunshine. Thus the pair proceeded, at a good free pace, until suddenly,

47、in a gloomy hollow of the road, goodman Brown sat himself down on the stump of a tree, and refused to go any farther.“Friend,“ said he, stubbornly, “my mind is made up. Not another step will budge on this errand. What if a wretched old woman do choose to go to the devil, when I thought she was going

48、 to heaven! Is that any reason why I should quit my dear Faith, and go after her?“You will think better of this, by-and-by,“ said his acquaintance, composedly. “Sit here and rest yourself awhile; and when you feel like moving again, there is my staff to help you along.“Without more words, he threw h

49、is companion the maple stick, and was as speedily out of sight, as if he had vanished into the deepening gloom. The young man sat a few moments, by the roadside, applauding himself greatly, and thinking with how clear a conscience he should meet the minister, in his morning-walk, nor shrink from the eye of good old deacon Gookin. And what calm sleep would be his, that very night, which was to have been spent so wickedly, but purely and sweetly now, in the arms of Faith! Amidst these pleasant and praiseworthy meditations, goodman Brown heard the tramp