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 [LC] The Fall of the House of UsherBy Edgar Allan Poe Shaking off what must have been a dream, I scanned more narrowly the real aspect of the building. Its principal feature seemed to be that of an excessive antiquity. The discoloration of ages had been great. Minute fungi overspread the whole exterior, hanging in a fine tangled web-work from the eaves. Yet all this was apart from any extraordinary dilapidation. No portion of the masonry had fallen; and there appeared to be a wild inconsistency between its still perfect adaptation of parts, and the crumbling condition of the individual stones. In this there was much that reminded me of the specious totality of old wood-work which has rotted for long years in some neglected vault, with no disturbance from the breath of the external air. Beyond this indication of extensive decay, however, the fabric gave little token of instability. Perhaps the eye of a scrutinizing observer might have discovered a barely perceptible fissure, which, extending from the roof of the building in front, made its way down the wall in a zigzag direction, until it became lost in the sullen waters of the tarn. Roderick Usher’s poemBy Edgar Allan Poe In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted,Once a fair and stately palace— Radiant palace—reared its head.In the monarch Thought’s dominion— It stood there!Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair. Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow;(This—all this—was in the olden Time long ago);And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day,Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,A winged odor went away.           … And, round about his home, the glory That blushed and bloomedIs but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed. And travellers now within that valley, Through the red-litten windows seeVast forms that move fantastically To a discordant melody;While, like a rapid ghastly river, Through the pale door,A hideous throng rush out forever, And laugh—but smile no more. What is a key difference between these pieces of literature? (5 points)

 [LC] The Fall of the House of UsherBy Edgar Allan Poe Shaking off what must have been a dream, I scanned more narrowly the real aspect of the building. Its principal feature seemed to be that of an excessive antiquity. The discoloration of ages had been great. Minute fungi overspread the whole exterior, hanging in a fine tangled web-work from the eaves. Yet all this was apart from any extraordinary dilapidation. No portion of the masonry had fallen; and there appeared to be a wild inconsistency between its still perfect adaptation of parts, and the crumbling condition of the individual stones. In this there was much that reminded me of the specious totality of old wood-work which has rotted for long years in some neglected vault, with no disturbance from the breath of the external air. Beyond this indication of extensive decay, however, the fabric gave little token of instability. Perhaps the eye of a scrutinizing observer might have discovered a barely perceptible fissure, which, extending from the roof of the building in front, made its way down the wall in a zigzag direction, until it became lost in the sullen waters of the tarn. Roderick Usher’s poemBy Edgar Allan Poe In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted,Once a fair and stately palace— Radiant palace—reared its head.In the monarch Thought’s dominion— It stood there!Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair. Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow;(This—all this—was in the olden Time long ago);And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day,Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,A winged odor went away.            … And, round about his home, the glory That blushed and bloomedIs but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed. And travellers now within that valley, Through the red-litten windows seeVast forms that move fantastically To a discordant melody;While, like a rapid ghastly river, Through the pale door,A hideous throng rush out forever, And laugh—but smile no more. Which two words accurately reflect the description provided in each excerpt? (5 points)

 [MC] Roderick Usher’s poemBy Edgar Allan Poe In the greenest of our valleys,  By good angels tenanted,Once a fair and stately palace—  Radiant palace—reared its head.In the monarch Thought’s dominion—  It stood there!Never seraph spread a pinion  Over fabric half so fair.   Banners yellow, glorious, golden,  On its roof did float and flow;(This—all this—was in the olden  Time long ago);And every gentle air that dallied,   In that sweet day,Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,A winged odor went away.                … And, round about his home, the glory  That blushed and bloomedIs but a dim-remembered story  Of the old time entombed.   And travellers now within that valley,  Through the red-litten windows seeVast forms that move fantastically  To a discordant melody;While, like a rapid ghastly river,  Through the pale door,A hideous throng rush out forever,  And laugh—but smile no more. Read this line from Roderick Usher’s poem: Once a fair and stately palace Based on this line, what is the meaning of the word fair? (5 points)

 [MC] Roderick Usher’s poemBy Edgar Allan Poe In the greenest of our valleys,  By good angels tenanted,Once a fair and stately palace—  Radiant palace—reared its head.In the monarch Thought’s dominion—  It stood there!Never seraph spread a pinion  Over fabric half so fair.   Banners yellow, glorious, golden,  On its roof did float and flow;(This—all this—was in the olden  Time long ago);And every gentle air that dallied,   In that sweet day,Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,A winged odor went away.           … And, round about his home, the glory  That blushed and bloomedIs but a dim-remembered story  Of the old time entombed.   And travellers now within that valley,  Through the red-litten windows seeVast forms that move fantastically  To a discordant melody;While, like a rapid ghastly river,  Through the pale door,A hideous throng rush out forever,  And laugh—but smile no more. Read this line from Roderick Usher’s poem: Is but a dim-remembered story   Of the old time entombed. What does the phrase dim-remembered mean? (5 points)

 [MC] Which word correctly completes the sentence below? (5 points) Because of the fallen tree, the gas leak, and the mouse invasion, this house is not actually __________.

[Honors Seg 2, 02 MC]  “All people who work with their hands are partly invisible, and the more important the work they do, the less visible they are. Still, a white skin is always fairly conspicuous. In northern Europe, when you see a labourer ploughing a field, you probably give him a second glance. In a hot country, anywhere south of Gibraltar or east of Suez, the chances are that you don’t even see him. I have noticed this again and again. In a tropical landscape one’s eye takes in everything except the human beings. It takes in the dried-up soil, the prickly pear, the palm-tree and the distant mountain, but it always misses the peasant hoeing at his patch. He is the same colour as the earth, and a great deal less interesting to look at.” In this excerpt from George Orwell’s essay Marrakech, the author uses figurative language as a literary device. In 3-5 sentences, identify and describe one example of figurative language from the text, and explain how Orwell uses this device to support his view of the British Empire. Include evidence from the text to support your answer. (20 points)

 [MC] Which word correctly completes the sentence below? These French history lessons have a rather __________ effect on me; I keep nodding off and sleeping through major periods. (5 points)

 [LC] Read the sentence below and answer the following question: Emory was entranced by the beautiful Delacroix paintings in the museum. What does entranced mean? (5 points)

 [MC] Which of the following would best support a claim that most people feel hopeful about the future of education? (5 points)

 [LC] The Fall of the House of UsherBy Edgar Allan Poe Shaking off what must have been a dream, I scanned more narrowly the real aspect of the building. Its principal feature seemed to be that of an excessive antiquity. The discoloration of ages had been great. Minute fungi overspread the whole exterior, hanging in a fine tangled web-work from the eaves. Yet all this was apart from any extraordinary dilapidation. No portion of the masonry had fallen; and there appeared to be a wild inconsistency between its still perfect adaptation of parts, and the crumbling condition of the individual stones. In this there was much that reminded me of the specious totality of old wood-work which has rotted for long years in some neglected vault, with no disturbance from the breath of the external air. Beyond this indication of extensive decay, however, the fabric gave little token of instability. Perhaps the eye of a scrutinizing observer might have discovered a barely perceptible fissure, which, extending from the roof of the building in front, made its way down the wall in a zigzag direction, until it became lost in the sullen waters of the tarn. Roderick Usher’s poemBy Edgar Allan Poe In the greenest of our valleys,  By good angels tenanted,Once a fair and stately palace—  Radiant palace—reared its head.In the monarch Thought’s dominion—  It stood there!Never seraph spread a pinion  Over fabric half so fair. Banners yellow, glorious, golden,  On its roof did float and flow;(This—all this—was in the olden  Time long ago);And every gentle air that dallied,   In that sweet day,Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,A winged odor went away.            … And, round about his home, the glory  That blushed and bloomedIs but a dim-remembered story  Of the old time entombed. And travellers now within that valley,  Through the red-litten windows seeVast forms that move fantastically  To a discordant melody;While, like a rapid ghastly river,  Through the pale door,A hideous throng rush out forever,  And laugh—but smile no more. What do these two pieces have in common? (5 points)