1.

(LC)

Read the sentence and answer the question below:

Honestly, in all candor, I will never know for certain how the dog was able to get the gate open and disappear so quickly.

What does candor mean? (5 points)

	Ability
	Certainty
	Disappearance
	Honesty

2.

(MC)

Read the sentence and answer the question below:

Mrs. Ellen was always so kind when she had to chastise me: she never scolded, but gently corrected my blunders.

Which word provides the best clue to the meaning of chastise? (5 points)

	Kind
	Scolded
	Gently
	Blunders

3.

(MC)

Read the sentence and answer the question below:

Your dislike of broccoli is so apparent I can see it all over your face.

Which word provides the best clue to the meaning of apparent? (5 points)

	Dislike
	See
	All
	Face

4.

(MC)

Read the sentence and answer the question below:

The newest study invalidates parts of the conclusions made in earlier studies.

What part of speech is invalidates? (5 points)

	Adjective
	Adverb
	Noun
	Verb

5.

(HC)

Which word correctly completes the sentence below? (5 points)

His actions were rather ______in that he did not seem to have the experience that his boasting suggested.

	Pretend
	Pretense
	Pretension
	Pretentious

6.

(LC)

Read this sentence:

It’s such a pity you can’t go to the dance with your friends.

Which definition of pity matches its use in the sentence above? (5 points)

	Sympathetic sorrow for one suffering or distressed
	A capacity to feel for another
	Something to be regretted
	Feelings of disgrace or shame

7.

(LC)

Which is an example of hyperbole? (5 points)

	I’m so hungry I could eat a horse.
	Your skin is as soft as peach fuzz.
	That baby eats like a pig.
	Our team captain is a rock.

8.

(MC)

Read the sentence and answer the question below:

This vegetable casserole is so good it’s deadly.

Which of the following correctly describes this phrase? (5 points)

	Vegetable casserole is imagery.
	Good being deadly is a paradox.
	Good casserole is a metaphor.
	Deadly vegetables is a simile.

9.

(MC)

Which of the bolded words provides the least negative interpretation of Sam’s behavior? (5 points)

	Sam seemed a bit cold at the party; he hardly spoke to anyone and seemed unhappy.
	Sam seemed a bit indifferent at the party; he hardly spoke to anyone and seemed unhappy.
	Sam seemed a bit antisocial at the party; he hardly spoke to anyone and seemed unhappy.
	Sam seemed a bit withdrawn at the party; he hardly spoke to anyone and seemed unhappy.

10.

(MC)

Which version of the sentence below most clearly describes a joyful moment of hard-earned success? (5 points)

	I clutched the certificate tightly in my nervous and sweaty hands, hoping I wouldn’t trip on the red carpet.
	The certificate felt stiff and real in my trembling hand as I walked back down the aisle to the applause of friends.
	The certificate was heavy in my hands and drew many tears from me and my family.
	The certificate, with its glowing gold and crimson seal, felt like a blazing sword lighting the path before me.

11.

(LC)

Summer, an excerpt
by Amy Lowell

Some men there are who find in nature all
Their inspiration, hers the sympathy
Which spurs them on to any great endeavor,
To them the fields and woods are closest friends,
And they hold dear communion with the hills;
The voice of waters soothes them with its fall,
And the great winds bring healing in their sound.
To them a city is a prison house
Where pent up human forces labour and strive,
Where beauty dwells not, driven forth by man;
But where in winter they must live until
Summer gives back the spaces of the hills.
To me it is not so. I love the earth
And all the gifts of her so lavish hand:
Sunshine and flowers, rivers and rushing winds,
Thick branches swaying in a winter storm,
And moonlight playing in a boat’s wide wake;
But more than these, and much, ah, how much more,
I love the very human heart of man.
Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,
Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lake
Lazily reflecting back the sun,
And scarcely ruffled by the little breeze
Which wanders idly through the nodding ferns.
The blue crest of the distant mountain, tops
The green crest of the hill on which I sit;
And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned summer,
The very crown of nature’s changing year
When all her surging life is at its full.
To me alone it is a time of pause,
A void and silent space between two worlds,
When inspiration lags, and feeling sleeps,
Gathering strength for efforts yet to come.

Which lines from the poem describes two different times of day? (5 points)

	Some men there are who find in nature all To them the fields and woods are closest friends,
	Their inspiration, hers the sympathy Which spurs them on to any great endeavor,
	When all her surging life is at its full. To me alone it is a time of pause, A void and silent space between two worlds,
	Sunshine and flowers, rivers and rushing winds, And moonlight playing in a boat’s wide wake;

12.

(LC)

Summer, an excerpt
by Amy Lowell

Some men there are who find in nature all
Their inspiration, hers the sympathy
Which spurs them on to any great endeavor,
To them the fields and woods are closest friends,
And they hold dear communion with the hills;
The voice of waters soothes them with its fall,
And the great winds bring healing in their sound.
To them a city is a prison house
Where pent up human forces labour and strive,
Where beauty dwells not, driven forth by man;
But where in winter they must live until
Summer gives back the spaces of the hills.
To me it is not so. I love the earth
And all the gifts of her so lavish hand:
Sunshine and flowers, rivers and rushing winds,
Thick branches swaying in a winter storm,
And moonlight playing in a boat’s wide wake;
But more than these, and much, ah, how much more,
I love the very human heart of man.
Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,
Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lake
Lazily reflecting back the sun,
And scarcely ruffled by the little breeze
Which wanders idly through the nodding ferns.
The blue crest of the distant mountain, tops
The green crest of the hill on which I sit;
And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned summer,
The very crown of nature’s changing year
When all her surging life is at its full.
To me alone it is a time of pause,
A void and silent space between two worlds,
When inspiration lags, and feeling sleeps,
Gathering strength for efforts yet to come.

Which words below describe how the speaker feels about summer? (5 points)

	prison house
	beauty dwells not
	The very crown of nature’s changing year
	a time of pause

13.

(LC)

Summer, an excerpt
by Amy Lowell

Some men there are who find in nature all
Their inspiration, hers the sympathy
Which spurs them on to any great endeavor,
To them the fields and woods are closest friends,
And they hold dear communion with the hills;
The voice of waters soothes them with its fall,
And the great winds bring healing in their sound.
To them a city is a prison house
Where pent up human forces labour and strive,
Where beauty dwells not, driven forth by man;
But where in winter they must live until
Summer gives back the spaces of the hills.
To me it is not so. I love the earth
And all the gifts of her so lavish hand:
Sunshine and flowers, rivers and rushing winds,
Thick branches swaying in a winter storm,
And moonlight playing in a boat’s wide wake;
But more than these, and much, ah, how much more,
I love the very human heart of man.
Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,
Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lake
Lazily reflecting back the sun,
And scarcely ruffled by the little breeze
Which wanders idly through the nodding ferns.
The blue crest of the distant mountain, tops
The green crest of the hill on which I sit;
And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned summer,
The very crown of nature’s changing year
When all her surging life is at its full.
To me alone it is a time of pause,
A void and silent space between two worlds,
When inspiration lags, and feeling sleeps,
Gathering strength for efforts yet to come.

Review the lines in bold. What do the people like and dislike? (5 points)

	They like nature and dislike the city.
	They like the city and dislike nature.
	They like cities with trees, but they dislike cities with parks.
	They like cities with parks, but they dislike cities with trees.

14.

(LC)

The Sun Has Long Been Set
by William Wordsworth

The sun has long been set,
The stars are out by twos and threes,
The little birds are piping yet
Among the bushes and trees;
There’s a cuckoo, and one or two thrushes,
And a far-off wind that rushes,
And a sound of water that gushes,
And the cuckoo’s sovereign cry
Fills all the hollow of the sky.
Who would “go parading”
In London, “and masquerading,”
On such a night of June
With that beautiful soft half-moon,
And all these innocent blisses?
On such a night as this is!

How does the poet seem to feel about the sound of the birds? (5 points)

	He finds them distracting and annoying.
	He finds them dangerous and frightening.
	He finds them surprising and strange.
	He finds them beautiful and sweet.

15.

(MC)

The Sun Has Long Been Set
by William Wordsworth

The sun has long been set,
The stars are out by twos and threes,
The little birds are piping yet
Among the bushes and trees;
There’s a cuckoo, and one or two thrushes,
And a far-off wind that rushes,
And a sound of water that gushes,
And the cuckoo’s sovereign cry
Fills all the hollow of the sky.
Who would “go parading”
In London, “and masquerading,”
On such a night of June
With that beautiful soft half-moon,
And all these innocent blisses?
On such a night as this is!

Where is this poet most likely sitting, based on his descriptions of the scene? (5 points)

	In the middle of a traffic jam
	In the countryside
	In an abandoned office building
	In a crowded club

16.

(MC)

Summer, an excerpt
by Amy Lowell

Some men there are who find in nature all
Their inspiration, hers the sympathy
Which spurs them on to any great endeavor,
To them the fields and woods are closest friends,
And they hold dear communion with the hills;
The voice of waters soothes them with its fall,
And the great winds bring healing in their sound.
To them a city is a prison house
Where pent up human forces labour and strive,
Where beauty dwells not, driven forth by man;
But where in winter they must live until
Summer gives back the spaces of the hills.
To me it is not so. I love the earth
And all the gifts of her so lavish hand:
Sunshine and flowers, rivers and rushing winds,
Thick branches swaying in a winter storm,
And moonlight playing in a boat’s wide wake;
But more than these, and much, ah, how much more,
I love the very human heart of man.
Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,
Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lake
Lazily reflecting back the sun,
And scarcely ruffled by the little breeze
Which wanders idly through the nodding ferns.
The blue crest of the distant mountain, tops
The green crest of the hill on which I sit;
And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned summer,
The very crown of nature’s changing year
When all her surging life is at its full.
To me alone it is a time of pause,
A void and silent space between two worlds,
When inspiration lags, and feeling sleeps,
Gathering strength for efforts yet to come.

Review the poem “Summer.”

The speaker claims that others find “sympathy which spurs them on to any great endeavor.”

Which line best explains what the speaker gains from nature? (5 points)

	The very crown of nature’s changing year
	And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned summer
	When all her surging life is at its full
	Gathering strength for efforts yet to come

17.

(LC)

The Sun Has Long Been Set
by William Wordsworth

The sun has long been set,
The stars are out by twos and threes,
The little birds are piping yet
Among the bushes and trees;
There’s a cuckoo, and one or two thrushes,
And a far-off wind that rushes,
And a sound of water that gushes,
And the cuckoo’s sovereign cry
Fills all the hollow of the sky.
Who would “go parading”
In London, “and masquerading,”
On such a night of June
With that beautiful soft half-moon,
And all these innocent blisses?
On such a night as this is!

Summer, an excerpt
by Amy Lowell

Some men there are who find in nature all
Their inspiration, hers the sympathy
Which spurs them on to any great endeavor,
To them the fields and woods are closest friends,
And they hold dear communion with the hills;
The voice of waters soothes them with its fall,
And the great winds bring healing in their sound.
To them a city is a prison house
Where pent up human forces labour and strive,
Where beauty dwells not, driven forth by man;
But where in winter they must live until
Summer gives back the spaces of the hills.
To me it is not so. I love the earth
And all the gifts of her so lavish hand:
Sunshine and flowers, rivers and rushing winds,
Thick branches swaying in a winter storm,
And moonlight playing in a boat’s wide wake;
But more than these, and much, ah, how much more,
I love the very human heart of man.
Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,
Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lake
Lazily reflecting back the sun,
And scarcely ruffled by the little breeze
Which wanders idly through the nodding ferns.
The blue crest of the distant mountain, tops
The green crest of the hill on which I sit;
And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned summer,
The very crown of nature’s changing year
When all her surging life is at its full.
To me alone it is a time of pause,
A void and silent space between two worlds,
When inspiration lags, and feeling sleeps,
Gathering strength for efforts yet to come.

What setting do these poems both focus on primarily? (5 points)

	The country
	The city
	The sea
	The sky

18.

(LC)

The Sun Has Long Been Set
by William Wordsworth

The sun has long been set,
The stars are out by twos and threes,
The little birds are piping yet
Among the bushes and trees;
There’s a cuckoo, and one or two thrushes,
And a far-off wind that rushes,
And a sound of water that gushes,
And the cuckoo’s sovereign cry
Fills all the hollow of the sky.
Who would “go parading”
In London, “and masquerading,”
On such a night of June
With that beautiful soft half-moon,
And all these innocent blisses?
On such a night as this is!

Summer, an excerpt
by Amy Lowell

Some men there are who find in nature all
Their inspiration, hers the sympathy
Which spurs them on to any great endeavor,
To them the fields and woods are closest friends,
And they hold dear communion with the hills;
The voice of waters soothes them with its fall,
And the great winds bring healing in their sound.
To them a city is a prison house
Where pent up human forces labour and strive,
Where beauty dwells not, driven forth by man;
But where in winter they must live until
Summer gives back the spaces of the hills.
To me it is not so. I love the earth
And all the gifts of her so lavish hand:
Sunshine and flowers, rivers and rushing winds,
Thick branches swaying in a winter storm,
And moonlight playing in a boat’s wide wake;
But more than these, and much, ah, how much more,
I love the very human heart of man.
Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,
Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lake
Lazily reflecting back the sun,
And scarcely ruffled by the little breeze
Which wanders idly through the nodding ferns.
The blue crest of the distant mountain, tops
The green crest of the hill on which I sit;
And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned summer,
The very crown of nature’s changing year
When all her surging life is at its full.
To me alone it is a time of pause,
A void and silent space between two worlds,
When inspiration lags, and feeling sleeps,
Gathering strength for efforts yet to come.

What theme do both poems express? (5 points)

	Architecture is fascinating and important.
	The natural world is a peaceful escape.
	People are cruel to one another.
	Nature can be dangerous and harsh.

19.

(MC)

Summer, an excerpt
by Amy Lowell

Some men there are who find in nature all
Their inspiration, hers the sympathy
Which spurs them on to any great endeavor,
To them the fields and woods are closest friends,
And they hold dear communion with the hills;
The voice of waters soothes them with its fall,
And the great winds bring healing in their sound.
To them a city is a prison house
Where pent up human forces labour and strive,
Where beauty dwells not, driven forth by man;
But where in winter they must live until
Summer gives back the spaces of the hills.
To me it is not so. I love the earth
And all the gifts of her so lavish hand:
Sunshine and flowers, rivers and rushing winds,
Thick branches swaying in a winter storm,
And moonlight playing in a boat’s wide wake;
But more than these, and much, ah, how much more,
I love the very human heart of man.
Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,
Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lake
Lazily reflecting back the sun,
And scarcely ruffled by the little breeze
Which wanders idly through the nodding ferns.
The blue crest of the distant mountain, tops
The green crest of the hill on which I sit;
And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned summer,
The very crown of nature’s changing year
When all her surging life is at its full.
To me alone it is a time of pause,
A void and silent space between two worlds,
When inspiration lags, and feeling sleeps,
Gathering strength for efforts yet to come.

The speaker in “Summer” sets herself apart from “Some men” when she states “To me it is not so.” What does it mean that the speaker then returns to describing nature? (5 points)

	Much in nature is contradictory, like the speaker’s views.
	Nature is more important to the speaker than humans.
	Nature may be more important than the speaker claims.
	The natural world intrudes on many human endeavors.

20.

(MC)

Summer, an excerpt
by Amy Lowell

Some men there are who find in nature all

Their inspiration, hers the sympathy
Which spurs them on to any great endeavor,
To them the fields and woods are closest friends,
And they hold dear communion with the hills;
The voice of waters soothes them with its fall,
And the great winds bring healing in their sound.
To them a city is a prison house
Where pent up human forces labour and strive,
Where beauty dwells not, driven forth by man;
But where in winter they must live until
Summer gives back the spaces of the hills.
To me it is not so. I love the earth
And all the gifts of her so lavish hand:
Sunshine and flowers, rivers and rushing winds,
Thick branches swaying in a winter storm,
And moonlight playing in a boat’s wide wake;
But more than these, and much, ah, how much more,
I love the very human heart of man.
Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,
Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lake
Lazily reflecting back the sun,
And scarcely ruffled by the little breeze
Which wanders idly through the nodding ferns.
The blue crest of the distant mountain, tops
The green crest of the hill on which I sit;
And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned summer,
The very crown of nature’s changing year
When all her surging life is at its full.
To me alone it is a time of pause,
A void and silent space between two worlds,
When inspiration lags, and feeling sleeps,

Gathering strength for efforts yet to come.

Which word best describes the speaker’s relationship to “some men” in “Summer”? (5 points)

	Agreeable
	Complicit
	Distant
	Fond