WAEC SSCE - Literature In English - 2022 (Objective)

William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night's Dream

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Go, Philostrate,
Sir up the Athenian youth to merriments;
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;
Turn melancholy forth to funerals:
The pale companion is not our pomp

Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my sword,
And won thy love doing thee injuries;
But I will wed thee in another key,
With pomp with triumph, and with reveling ( Act 1, Scene One, Lines 12-20)

Philostrate is

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A little learning is a dangerous thing:
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring
The shallow droughts intoxicate the brain
And drinking largely sobers us again

The poem is

William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night's Dream

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Go, Philostrate,
Sir up the Athenian youth to merriments;
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;
Turn melancholy forth to funerals:
The pale companion is not our pomp

Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my sword,
And won thy love doing thee injuries;
But I will wed thee in another key,
With pomp with triumph, and with reveling ( Act 1, Scene One, Lines 12-20)

To win Hippolyta's love, the speaker

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... Man is but an ass if he go about to
expound this dream. Methought I was - there
is no man can tell
what. Methought I was, and methought I had -
but man is
But a patched fool, if he will offer
To say what methought I
had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of
man hath not
seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his
tongue to conceive, nor
his heart to report, what my dream was
(Act IV, Scene One, Lines 201 - 207)

The speaker is

William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night's Dream

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Go, Philostrate,
Sir up the Athenian youth to merriments;
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;
Turn melancholy forth to funerals:
The pale companion is not our pomp

Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my sword,
And won thy love doing thee injuries;
But I will wed thee in another key,
With pomp with triumph, and with reveling ( Act 1, Scene One, Lines 12-20)

The speaker's attitude towards melancholy is

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... seest thou this sweet sight?
Her dotage now I do begin to pity;
For meeting her of late behind the wood,
Seeking sweet favours for this hateful fool,
I did upbraid her, and fall out with her.
For she his hairy temples then had rounded
With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;
(Act IV, Scene One, Lines 42 - 28)

The relationship between the speaker and thou in the first line is one of

William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night's Dream

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Go, Philostrate,
Sir up the Athenian youth to merriments;
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;
Turn melancholy forth to funerals:
The pale companion is not our pomp

Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my sword,
And won thy love doing thee injuries;
But I will wed thee in another key,
With pomp with triumph, and with reveling ( Act 1, Scene One, Lines 12-20)

While the speaker is talking

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... seest thou this sweet sight?
Her dotage now I do begin to pity;
For meeting her of late behind the wood,
Seeking sweet favours for this hateful fool,
I did upbraid her, and fall out with her.
For she his hairy temples then had rounded
With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;
(Act IV, Scene One, Lines 42 - 28)

The speaker appears to be

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... seest thou this sweet sight?
Her dotage now I do begin to pity;
For meeting her of late behind the wood,
Seeking sweet favours for this hateful fool,
I did upbraid her, and fall out with her.
For she his hairy temples then had rounded
With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;
(Act IV, Scene One, Lines 42 - 28)

The speaker is

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Speaker X: Thou runaway, thou coward,
art thou fled?
Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?

Speaker Y: Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars,
Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars,
And wilt not come? Come, recreant, come, thou child;
I'll whip thee with a rod. He is defiled
That draws a sword on thee.
(Act III, Scene Two, Lines 405 - 411)

Speaker Y's speech can be described as

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A little learning is a dangerous thing:
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring
The shallow droughts intoxicate the brain
And drinking largely sobers us again

Lines 3 and 4 illustrate

Unseen Prose and Poetry

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Marooned, Akpatse felt imprisoned. It was fifteen days since the storm. The flood waters were not receding; neither did Akpatse see any sign of help coming. Akpatse could not swim the expanse of flood waters. He meditated: when one looks upon the mountain for help and help comes from the Lord ... where does the Lord sit - in the cloud or on the mountain, or in the valley?

Well, Akpatse looked for salvation in the distance, far across the ocean of flood - the intimidating expense of his great gaoler - up to where the sky and the lips of the flood waters met in a mocking kiss. He had forgotten the feeling of hunger but knew he did not have any energy. What a foolish thing to think! He had not had any food for days. True. But hunger never said hello from the hollow of his 'person-tree' as they say in his language. Akpatse saw no help coming.

Flood waters met in a mocking kiss illustrates

A novel that features spiritual apparitions as major character is

Unseen Prose and Poetry

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Marooned, Akpatse felt imprisoned. It was fifteen days since the storm. The flood waters were not receding; neither did Akpatse see any sign of help coming. Akpatse could not swim the expanse of flood waters. He meditated: when one looks upon the mountain for help and help comes from the Lord ... where does the Lord sit - in the cloud or on the mountain, or in the valley?

Well, Akpatse looked for salvation in the distance, far across the ocean of flood - the intimidating expense of his great gaoler - up to where the sky and the lips of the flood waters met in a mocking kiss. He had forgotten the feeling of hunger but knew he did not have any energy. What a foolish thing to think! He had not had any food for days. True. But hunger never said hello from the hollow of his 'person-tree' as they say in his language. Akpatse saw no help coming.

The narrative technique used is

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... Man is but an ass if he go about to
expound this dream. Methought I was - there
is no man can tell
what. Methought I was, and methought I had -
but man is
But a patched fool, if he will offer
To say what methought I
had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of
man hath not
seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his
tongue to conceive, nor
his heart to report, what my dream was
(Act IV, Scene One, Lines 201 - 207)

The speaker's language is best described as

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Your lies are the withering strokes still, they come from the inner recesses of your dungeoned heart.
And though venomous than the venom, they inspire our once dociled minds to disorders
even as your angels of death pass us by with messages of hopeless hope.

Did you read our mind in your lies?
We know the seat of power in a castle of your evil heart; where your lies are imprisoned to be released again and again; they are never in rain! but they have soothed us calmly , your lies; the war is not of you anymore, it is of the angels who pass us by with messages of peace.

Did your read our minds in your lies? exemplifies

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Speaker X: Thou runaway, thou coward,
art thou fled?
Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?

Speaker Y: Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars,
Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars,
And wilt not come? Come, recreant, come, thou child;
I'll whip thee with a rod. He is defiled
That draws a sword on thee.
(Act III, Scene Two, Lines 405 - 411)

Speakers X and Y are

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Speaker X: Thou runaway, thou coward,
art thou fled?
Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?

Speaker Y: Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars,
Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars,
And wilt not come? Come, recreant, come, thou child;
I'll whip thee with a rod. He is defiled
That draws a sword on thee.
(Act III, Scene Two, Lines 405 - 411)

Speaker Y speaks in the voice of

William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night's Dream

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Go, Philostrate,
Sir up the Athenian youth to merriments;
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;
Turn melancholy forth to funerals:
The pale companion is not our pomp

Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my sword,
And won thy love doing thee injuries;
But I will wed thee in another key,
With pomp with triumph, and with reveling ( Act 1, Scene One, Lines 12-20)

Who is the speaker?

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Speaker X: Thou runaway, thou coward,
art thou fled?
Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?

Speaker Y: Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars,
Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars,
And wilt not come? Come, recreant, come, thou child;
I'll whip thee with a rod. He is defiled
That draws a sword on thee.
(Act III, Scene Two, Lines 405 - 411)

Speaker Y's intention is to stop

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Your lies are the withering strokes still, they come from the inner recesses of your dungeoned heart.
And though venomous than the venom, they inspire our once dociled minds to disorders
even as your angels of death pass us by with messages of hopeless hope.

Did you read our mind in your lies?
We know the seat of power in a castle of your evil heart; where your lies are imprisoned to be released again and again; they are never in rain! but they have soothed us calmly , your lies; the war is not of you anymore, it is of the angels who pass us by with messages of peace.

The main theme of the poem is

Unseen Prose and Poetry

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Marooned, Akpatse felt imprisoned. It was fifteen days since the storm. The flood waters were not receding; neither did Akpatse see any sign of help coming. Akpatse could not swim the expanse of flood waters. He meditated: when one looks upon the mountain for help and help comes from the Lord ... where does the Lord sit - in the cloud or on the mountain, or in the valley?

Well, Akpatse looked for salvation in the distance, far across the ocean of flood - the intimidating expense of his great gaoler - up to where the sky and the lips of the flood waters met in a mocking kiss. He had forgotten the feeling of hunger but knew he did not have any energy. What a foolish thing to think! He had not had any food for days. True. But hunger never said hello from the hollow of his 'person-tree' as they say in his language. Akpatse saw no help coming.

The reference to mountain illustrates

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Your lies are the withering strokes still, they come from the inner recesses of your dungeoned heart.
And though venomous than the venom, they inspire our once dociled minds to disorders
even as your angels of death pass us by with messages of hopeless hope.

Did you read our mind in your lies?
We know the seat of power in a castle of your evil heart; where your lies are imprisoned to be released again and again; they are never in rain! but they have soothed us calmly , your lies; the war is not of you anymore, it is of the angels who pass us by with messages of peace.

The tone of the speaker shows

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... Man is but an ass if he go about to
expound this dream. Methought I was - there
is no man can tell
what. Methought I was, and methought I had -
but man is
But a patched fool, if he will offer
To say what methought I
had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of
man hath not
seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his
tongue to conceive, nor
his heart to report, what my dream was
(Act IV, Scene One, Lines 201 - 207)

The architect of the speaker's current state is

Unseen Prose and Poetry

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Marooned, Akpatse felt imprisoned. It was fifteen days since the storm. The flood waters were not receding; neither did Akpatse see any sign of help coming. Akpatse could not swim the expanse of flood waters. He meditated: when one looks upon the mountain for help and help comes from the Lord ... where does the Lord sit - in the cloud or on the mountain, or in the valley?

Well, Akpatse looked for salvation in the distance, far across the ocean of flood - the intimidating expense of his great gaoler - up to where the sky and the lips of the flood waters met in a mocking kiss. He had forgotten the feeling of hunger but knew he did not have any energy. What a foolish thing to think! He had not had any food for days. True. But hunger never said hello from the hollow of his 'person-tree' as they say in his language. Akpatse saw no help coming.

The overall feeling evoked by the passage is one of

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... Man is but an ass if he go about to
expound this dream. Methought I was - there
is no man can tell
what. Methought I was, and methought I had -
but man is
But a patched fool, if he will offer
To say what methought I
had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of
man hath not
seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his
tongue to conceive, nor
his heart to report, what my dream was
(Act IV, Scene One, Lines 201 - 207)

The speaker has just come out of

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Your lies are the withering strokes still, they come from the inner recesses of your dungeoned heart.
And though venomous than the venom, they inspire our once dociled minds to disorders
even as your angels of death pass us by with messages of hopeless hope.

Did you read our mind in your lies?
We know the seat of power in a castle of your evil heart; where your lies are imprisoned to be released again and again; they are never in rain! but they have soothed us calmly , your lies; the war is not of you anymore, it is of the angels who pass us by with messages of peace.

The last lines both stanza present

Unseen Prose and Poetry

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Marooned, Akpatse felt imprisoned. It was fifteen days since the storm. The flood waters were not receding; neither did Akpatse see any sign of help coming. Akpatse could not swim the expanse of flood waters. He meditated: when one looks upon the mountain for help and help comes from the Lord ... where does the Lord sit - in the cloud or on the mountain, or in the valley?

Well, Akpatse looked for salvation in the distance, far across the ocean of flood - the intimidating expense of his great gaoler - up to where the sky and the lips of the flood waters met in a mocking kiss. He had forgotten the feeling of hunger but knew he did not have any energy. What a foolish thing to think! He had not had any food for days. True. But hunger never said hello from the hollow of his 'person-tree' as they say in his language. Akpatse saw no help coming.

The last sentence conveys the mood of

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... seest thou this sweet sight?
Her dotage now I do begin to pity;
For meeting her of late behind the wood,
Seeking sweet favours for this hateful fool,
I did upbraid her, and fall out with her.
For she his hairy temples then had rounded
With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;
(Act IV, Scene One, Lines 42 - 28)

This sweet sight refers to

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A little learning is a dangerous thing:
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring
The shallow droughts intoxicate the brain
And drinking largely sobers us again

The tone of the poet is

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... Man is but an ass if he go about to
expound this dream. Methought I was - there
is no man can tell
what. Methought I was, and methought I had -
but man is
But a patched fool, if he will offer
To say what methought I
had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of
man hath not
seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his
tongue to conceive, nor
his heart to report, what my dream was
(Act IV, Scene One, Lines 201 - 207)

It is a state of

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Your lies are the withering strokes still, they come from the inner recesses of your dungeoned heart.
And though venomous than the venom, they inspire our once dociled minds to disorders
even as your angels of death pass us by with messages of hopeless hope.

Did you read our mind in your lies?
We know the seat of power in a castle of your evil heart; where your lies are imprisoned to be released again and again; they are never in rain! but they have soothed us calmly , your lies; the war is not of you anymore, it is of the angels who pass us by with messages of peace.

But they have soothed us calmly, your lies illustrates