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(04.03 MC) Reаd the fоllоwing pаssаge frоm an essay written as a dialogue between two characters named after the author's sons and about society's favoring of facts and reality. Then select your answer. CYRIL (coming in through the open window from the terrace) (1) My dear Vivian, don't coop yourself up all day in the library. (2) It is a perfectly lovely afternoon. (3) The air is exquisite. (4) There is a mist upon the woods, like the purple bloom upon a plum. (5) Let us go and lie on the grass and smoke cigarettes and enjoy Nature. VIVIAN (6) Enjoy Nature! (7) I am glad to say that I have entirely lost that faculty. (8) People tell us that Art makes us love Nature more than we loved her before; that it reveals her secrets to us; and that after a careful study of Corot and Constable1 we see things in her that had escaped our observation. (9) My own experience is that the more we study Art, the less we care for Nature. (10) What Art really reveals to us is Nature's lack of design, her curious crudities, her extraordinary monotony, her absolutely unfinished condition. (11) Nature has good intentions, of course, but, as Aristotle2 once said, she cannot carry them out. (12) When I look at a landscape I cannot help seeing all its defects. (13) It is fortunate for us, however, that nature is so imperfect, as otherwise we would have had no art at all. (14) Art is our spirited protest, our gallant attempt to teach Nature her proper place. (15) As for the infinite variety of Nature, that is a pure myth. (16) It is not to be found in Nature herself. (17) It resides in the imagination, or fancy, or cultivated blindness of the man who looks at her. CYRIL (18) Well, you need not look at the landscape. (19) You can lie on the grass and smoke and talk. VIVIAN (20) But Nature is so uncomfortable. (21) Grass is hard and lumpy and damp, and full of dreadful black insects. (22) Why, even Morris's poorest workman could make you a more comfortable seat than the whole of Nature can. (23) Nature pales before the furniture of 'the street which from Oxford has borrowed its name,'3 as the poet you love so much once vilely phrased it. (24) I don't complain. (25) If Nature had been comfortable, mankind would never have invented architecture, and I prefer houses to the open air. (26) In a house we all feel of the proper proportions. (27) Everything is subordinated to us, fashioned for our use and our pleasure. (28) Egotism itself, which is so necessary to a proper sense of human dignity, is entirely the result of indoor life. (29) Out of doors one becomes abstract and impersonal. (30) One's individuality absolutely leaves one. (31) And then nature is so indifferent, so unappreciative. (32) Whenever I am walking in the park here, I always feel that I am no more to her than the cattle that browse on the slope, or the burdock that blooms in the ditch. (33) Nothing is more evident than that Nature hates Mind. (34) Thinking is the most unhealthy thing in the world, and people die of it just as they die of any other disease. (35) Fortunately, in England at any rate, thought is not catching. (36) Our splendid physique as a people is entirely due to our national stupidity. (37) I only hope we shall be able to keep this great historic bulwark of our happiness for many years to come; but I am afraid that we are beginning to be overeducated; at least everybody who is incapable of learning has taken to teaching—that is really what our enthusiasm for education has come to. (38) In the meantime, you had better go back to your wearisome uncomfortable Nature, and leave me to correct my proofs. 1Corot and Constable: Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot and John Constable were French and English landscape painters. 2Aristotle: Greek philosopher and polymath during the Classical period in Ancient Greece.3"...which from Oxford": quote from William Wordsworth's poem Power of Music and a reference to the famous street and university in England. The tone in sentence 22 ("Why, even Morris's poorest workman could make you a more comfortable seat than the whole of Nature can.") is best described as
(04.07 MC) Reаd the fоllоwing pоem cаrefully before you choose your аnswer. Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee,Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee,Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave? (5) Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hoverOver the mountains, on that northern shore,Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves coverThy noble heart forever, ever more? Cold in the earth—and fifteen wild Decembers,(10) From those brown hills, have melted into spring:Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembersAfter such years of change and suffering! Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee,While the world's tide is bearing me along;(15) Other desires and other hopes beset me,Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong! No later light has lightened up my heaven,No second morn has ever shone for me;All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given,(20) All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee. But, when the days of golden dreams had perished,And even Despair was powerless to destroy,Then did I learn how existence could be cherished,Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy. (25) Then did I check the tears of useless passion—Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;Sternly denied its burning wish to hastenDown to that tomb already more than mine. And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,(30) Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain;Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,How could I seek the empty world again? Which of the following best describes the tone of the fourth stanza?