(05.02 HC) Read the paired texts below, “Hospital Duties” by Anonymous and “The Women Who Went to the Field” by Clara Barton. Then answer the question that follows. “Hospital Duties”by AnonymousFold away all your bright-tinted dresses,   Turn the key on your jewels today,And the wealth of your tendril-like tresses   Braid back in a serious way;No more delicate gloves, no more laces,   No more trifling in boudoir or bower,But come with your souls in your faces   To meet the stern wants of the hour.Look around! By the torchlight unsteady   The dead and the dying seem one —What! Trembling and paling already,   Before your dear mission’s begun?These wounds are more precious than ghastly —   Time presses her lips to each scar,While she chants of that glory which vastly   Transcends all the horrors of war.Pause here by this bedside. How mellow   The light showers down on that brow!Such a brave, brawny visage, poor fellow!   Some homestead is missing him now!Some wife shades her eyes in the clearing,   Some mother sits moaning distressed,While the loved one lies faint but unfearing,   With the enemy’s ball in his breast.Here’s another—a lad—a mere stripling,   Picked up in the field almost dead,With the blood through his sunny hair rippling   From the horrible gash in his head.They say he was first in the action;   Gay-hearted, quick-headed, and witty:He fought till he dropped with exhaustion   At the gates of our fair Southern city.Fought and fell ‘neath the guns of that city,   With a spirit transcending his years—Lift him up in your large-hearted pity,   And wet his pale lips with your tears.Touch him gently; most sacred the duty   Of dressing that poor shattered hand!God spare him to rise in his beauty   And battle once more for his land!   from “The Women Who Went to the Field”by Clara BartonThe women who went to the field, you say,The women who went to the field; and prayWhat did they go for? just to be in the way!—They’d not know the difference betwixt work and play,What did they know about war anyway?What could they do?—of what use could they be?They would scream at the sight of a gun, don’t you see?Just fancy them round where the bugle notes play,And the long roll is bidding us on to the fray.Imagine their skirts ‘mong artillery wheels,And watch for their flutter as they flee ‘cross the fieldsWhen the charge is rammed home and the fire belches hot;—They never will wait for the answering shot.They would faint at the first drop of blood, in their sight.What fun for us boys,—(ere we enter the fight;)They might pick some lint, and tear up some sheets,And make us some jellies, and send on their sweets,And knit some soft socks for Uncle Sam’s shoes,And write us some letters, and tell us the news.And thus it was settled by common consent,That husbands, or brothers, or whoever went,That the place for the women was in their own homes,There to patiently wait until victory comes.But later, it chanced, just how no one knew,That the lines slipped a bit, and some ‘gan to crowd through;And they went,—where did they go?—Ah; where did they not?Show us the battle,—the field,—or the spotWhere the groans of the wounded rang out on the airThat her ear caught it not, and her hand was not there,Who wiped the death sweat from the cold, clammy brow,And sent home the message;—”‘T is well with him now”?Who watched in the tents, whilst the fever fires burned,And the pain-tossing limbs in agony turned,And wet the parched tongue, calmed delirium’s strifeTill the dying lips murmured, “My Mother,” “My Wife”!And who were they all?—They were many, my men … Which statement best compares how the two authors develop their perspectives on women’s contributions during the Civil War?

(05.01 MC)Read the excerpt from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare and answer the question that follows.But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief …How does the use of metaphor to compare Juliet to the sun develop or enhance the speaker’s tone?

(04.01 MC)Read the excerpt from Plato’s Apology. Then answer the question that follows.How you have felt, O men of Athens, at hearing the speeches of my accusers, I cannot tell; but I know that their persuasive words almost made me forget who I was—such was the effect of them; and yet they have hardly spoken a word of truth. But many as their falsehoods were, there was one of them which quite amazed me;—I mean when they told you to be upon your guard, and not to let yourselves be deceived by the force of my eloquence. They ought to have been ashamed of saying this, because they were sure to be detected as soon as I opened my lips and displayed my deficiency; they certainly did appear to be most shameless in saying this, unless by the force of eloquence they mean the force of truth; for then I do indeed admit that I am eloquent. But in how different a way from theirs! Well, as I was saying, they have hardly uttered a word, or not more than a word, of truth; but you shall hear from me the whole truth: not, however, delivered after their manner, in a set oration duly ornamented with words and phrases. No indeed! but I shall use the words and arguments which occur to me at the moment; for I am certain that this is right, and that at my time of life I ought not to be appearing before you, O men of Athens, in the character of a juvenile orator—let no one expect this of me. And I must beg of you to grant me one favor, which is this—If you hear me using the same words in my defence which I have been in the habit of using, and which most of you may have heard in the agora, and at the tables of the money-changers, or anywhere else, I would ask you not to be surprised at this, and not to interrupt me. For I am more than seventy years of age, and this is the first time that I have ever appeared in a court of law, and I am quite a stranger to the ways of the place; and therefore I would have you regard me as if I were really a stranger, whom you would excuse if he spoke in his native tongue, and after the fashion of his country;—that I think is not an unfair request. Never mind the manner, which may or may not be good; but think only of the justice of my cause, and give heed to that: let the judge decide justly and the speaker speak truly.Which statement best reflects Plato’s purpose for writing?

(05.05 LC)Which sentence uses homophones correctly?

(05.05 MC)Read each sentence. Then determine which sentence uses the to/too homophone correctly.

(04.02 LC)Due to the broad span of ages the protagonist represented over the course of the play, she had a panoply of wigs at the ready. Using your knowledge of Greek/Latin roots and affixes, what is the best definition of the word “panoply?”

(05.05 MC)Read the sentence. Then answer the question that follows.The longest novel written is Marcel Proust’s 1912 work Remembrance of Things Past it is made up of over 12 volumes and almost one billion characters.Which of the following corrects the run-on sentence?

(04.01 MC)Read the passage from “Pericles Funeral Oration” from “Book II” of History of the Peloponnesian War by Thucydides. Then answer the question that follows.If then we prefer to meet danger with a light heart but without laborious training, and with a courage which is gained by habit and not enforced by law, are we not greatly the better for it?Which of the following properly paraphrases the passage?

(05.05 MC)Marissa wrote the following sentence, which contains faulty parallelism:Italy’s geographical landscape made early travel between regions difficult, which resulted in areas having unique food, traditions, and speaking in different styles.Which of the following correctly revises Marissa’s sentence for parallel structure?

(06.03 MC)Read the poem “War Dreams” by Walt Whitman. Then answer the question that follows.WAR DREAMS1.In clouds descending, in midnight sleep, of many a face in battle,Of the look at first of the mortally wounded, of that indescribable look,Of the dead on their backs, with arms extended wide—   I dream, I dream, I dream.2.Of scenes of nature, the fields and the mountains, Of the skies so beauteous after the storm, and at night the moon so unearthly bright, Shining sweetly, shining down, where we dig the trenches, and gather the heaps— I dream, I dream, I dream.3.Long have they passed, long lapsed—faces, and trenches, and fields:Long through the carnage I moved with a callous composure, or away from thefallenOnward I sped at the time. But now of their faces and forms, at night,   I dream, I dream, I dream.Which statement best reflects a universal theme of this poem?