Read & Respond: The following multiple choice questions are based on the poetry covered in this unit. The full length texts have been added to this test for your reference only. You may proceed directly to the questions.
In Memoriam A. H. H.Alfred Lord Tennyson - 1809-1892
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I held it truth, with him who sings
To one clear harp in divers tones,
That men may rise on stepping-stones
Of their dead selves to higher things.
But who shall so forecast the years
And find in loss a gain to match?
Or reach a hand thro' time to catch
The far-off interest of tears?
Let Love clasp Grief lest both be drown'd,
Let darkness keep her raven gloss:
Ah, sweeter to be drunk with loss,
To dance with death, to beat the ground,
Than that the victor Hours should scorn
The long result of love, and boast,
`Behold the man that loved and lost,
But all he was is overworn.'
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Dark house, by which once more I stand
Here in the long unlovely street,
Doors, where my heart was used to beat
So quickly, waiting for a hand,
A hand that can be clasp'd no more—
Behold me, for I cannot sleep,
And like a guilty thing I creep
At earliest morning to the door.
He is not here; but far away
The noise of life begins again,
And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain
On the bald street breaks the blank day.
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I wage not any feud with Death
For changes wrought on form and face;
No lower life than earth’s embrace
May breed with him, fan fright my faith.
Eternal Process moving on,
From state to state the spirit walks;
And these are but the shatter’d stalks,
Or ruin’d chrysalis of one.
Nor blame I Death, because he bare
The use of virtue out of earth;
I know transplanted human worth
With bloom to profit, otherwhere.
For this alone on Death I wreak
The wrath that garners in my heart;
He put our lives so far apart
We cannot hear each other speak.
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Thy voice is on the rolling air;
I hear thee where the waters run;
Thou standest in the rising sun,
And in the setting though art fair.
What art though then? I cannot guess;
But tho’ I seem in star and flower
To feel thee some diffusive power,
I do not therefore love thee less;
My love involves the love before;
My love is vaster passion now;
Tho’ mix’d with God and Nature thou,
I seem to love thee more and more.
Far off thou art, but ever nigh;
I have thee still, and I rejoice;
I prosper, circled with thy voice;
I shall not lose thee tho’ I die.
Question 9
Based on the text above, choose the line from the poem that best indicates mood?(1 point)
Responses
“So quickly, waiting for a hand,/A hand that can be clasped no more”
“So quickly, waiting for a hand,/A hand that can be clasped no more”
“four gray walls, and four gray towers”
“four gray walls, and four gray towers”
“To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
“To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
“Far off though art, but ever nigh."