<p>what did you guys think?</p>
<p>it was so LONG
and i was so short on time
i practically skipped the entire passage about the cor... whatever.
the really long middle passage that was reprinted.</p>
<p>so like. 10 questions skipped.</p>
<p>First time taking it, so can't say how it was in comparison to previous tests, but I thought it wasn't that bad. I disliked one of the poems they chose, but eh. Overally, about as hard as I expected it to be. Finished with ~10 minutes left as well, which was nice.</p>
<p>i thought it was hard.... :(</p>
<p>I had about 10 minutes left to check my answers and I ended up changing a lot of them because I understood the passages WAY after I read them and thought about them for a while...silly me. I thought it was quite hard too. I skipped 2 and I think I got around 8 wrong. AHHHHH! </p>
<p>When can we discuss the questions?</p>
<p>How can we find out what type of curve there might be? I've seen info like this posted under other subject tests. D thought this test was hard.</p>
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<p>we have no intention of discussing the questions yet, we just want to see how difficult/easy it was for the other people... that's alright, right?</p>
<p>Yes, that's fine!</p>
<p>first time but much harder than what i'd tried in barrons. and so short of time.</p>
<p>Yeah if I had more time I def. would have gotten at least a 750. :/ Some of them were just sooo hard to comprehend at first! Agh.</p>
<p>it's so difficult to say for sure whether i got something right or wrong...
when will we be allowed to discuss? just wondering</p>
<p>yeah, lit is way more difficult to judge how well you did. I also took Math II and US Hist and could probably accurately guess raw score within 3 or 4 but here it's pretty difficult to judge. Just for the heck of it, does anyone know what the score would be for a raw score between 50-52?</p>
<p>probably like a 720? I'm unsure though</p>
<p>the embargo is lifted! let's discuss....?
the curve is, as i heard, usually -4 is still 800 and then goes down by 10 for each Q you omit/get wrong.</p>
<p>i have found some of the passages and have some of the questions.</p>
<p>My Kaplan book says 50-52 raw score is about a 740</p>
<p>oh, 740 seems pretty decent then. Okay, discussion:
first let's list the passages:</p>
<p>Prosody 101</p>
<p>When they taught me that what mattered most
was not the strict iambic line goose-stepping
over the page but the variations
in that line and the tension produced
on the ear by the surprise of difference,
I understood yet didn't understand
exactly, until just now, years later
in spring, with the trees already lacy
and camellias blowsy with middle age,
I looked out and saw what a cold front had done
to the garden, sweeping in like common language,
unexpected in the sensuous
extravagance of a Maryland spring.
There was a dark edge around each flower
as if it had been outlined in ink
instead of frost, and the tension I felt
between the expected and actual
was like that time I came to you, ready
to say goodbye for good, for you had been
a cold front yourself lately, and as I walked in
you laughed and lifted me up in your arms
as if I too were lacy with spring
instead of middle aged like the camellias,
and I thought: so this is Poetry! </p>
<p>QUESTIONS:
I II, and III for the poetry/cold front garden (II was the parosy 101 thing... it relate to the course she took; anybody remember what I and III were?)</p>
<p>Passage 2... don't exactly remember
Passage 3.... Indian marriage?
QUESTIONS:
sweet jasmines in lines 3 and 4 or whtever reference to her new identity
the example about uterine tubes and stuff that the gov't program did was ___?</p>
<p>Joe Daggett and Louisa passage:
Presently Dagget began fingering the books on the table. There was a square red autograph album, and a Young Lady's Gift-Book which had belonged to Louisa's mother. He took them up one after the other and opened them then laid them down again, the album on the Gift-Book.
Louisa kept eying them with mild uneasiness. Finally she rose and changed the position of the books, putting the album underneath. That was the way they had been arranged in the first place.
Dagget gave an awkward little ]augh. " Now what difference did it make which book %vas on top?" said he.
Louisa looked at him with a deprecating smile. " I always keep them that way," murmured she.
"You do beat everything," said Dagget, trying to laugh again. His large face was flushed.
He remained about an hour longer, then rose to take leave. Going out, he stumbled over a rug, and trying to recover himself, hit Louisa's work-basket on the table, and knocked it on the floor.
He looked at Louisa, then at the rolling spools; he ducked himself awkwardly toward them, but she stopped him. " Never mind," said she I'll pick them up after you're gone."
She spoke with a mild stiffness. Either she was a little disturbed, or his nervousness affected her, and made her seem constrained in her effort to reassure him.
When Joe Dagget was outside he drew in the sweet evening air with a sigh, and felt much as an innocent and perfectly well-intentioned bear might after his exit from a china shop.
Louisa, on her part, felt much as the kind-hearted, long- suffering owner of the china shop might have done after the exit of the bear.
She tied on the pink, then the green apron, picked up all the scattered treasures and replaced them in her work- basket, and straightened the rug. Then she set the lamp on the floor, and began sharply examining the carpet. She even rubbed her fingers over it, and looked at them.
"He's tracked in a good deal of dust," she murmured. I thought he must have."
Louisa got a dust-pan and brush, and swept Joe Dagget's track carefully.
If he could have known it, it would have increased his perplexity and Uneasiness, although it would not have disturbed his loyalty in the least. He came twice a week to see Louisa Ellis, and every time, sitting there in her delicately sweet room, he felt as if surrounded by a hedge of lace. He was afraid to stir lest he should put a clumsy foot or hand through the fairy web, and he had always the consciousness that Louisa was watching fearfully lest he should.</p>
<p>I did not find the original text of the Indian passage, but it is from a piece called Independence of Jasmine and there is a "free analytical essay" here: Free-Essays-Free-Essays.com</a> - Independence In Jasmine .</p>
<p>Here are the other two I found:</p>
<p>ALEXANDER POPE
Epistle to Miss Blount
On Her Leaving the Town, After the Coronation</p>
<p>As some fond virgin, whom her mother's care
Drags from the town to wholesome country air,
Just when she learns to roll a melting eye,
And hear a spark, yet think no danger nigh;
From the dear man unwilling she must sever,
Yet takes one kiss before she parts forever:
Thus from the world fair Zephalinda flew,
Saw others happy, and with sighs withdrew;
Not that their pleasures caused her discontent;
She sighed not that they stayed, but that she went.
She went, to plain-work, and to purling brooks,
Old-fashioned halls, dull aunts, and croaking rooks:
She went from opera, park, assembly, play,
To morning walks, and prayers three hours a day;
To part her time `twixt reading and bohea,
To muse, and spill her solitary tea,
Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon,
Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon;
Divert her eyes with pictures in the fire,
Hum half a tune, tell stories to the squire;
Up to her godly garret after seven,
There starve and pray, for that's the way to heaven.
Some squire, perhaps, you take delight to rack,
Whose game is whist, whose treat a toast in sack;
Who visits with a gun, presents you birds,
Then gives a smacking buss, and cries—“No words!”
Or with his hounds comes hollowing from the stable,
Makes love with nods and knees beneath a table;
Whose laughs are hearty, though his jests are coarse,
And loves you best of all things—but his horse.
In some fair evening, on your elbow laid,
You dream of triumphs in the rural shade;
In pensive thought recall the fancied scene,
See coronations rise on every green:
Before you pass the imaginary sights
Of lords and earls and dukes and gartered knights,
While the spread fan o'ershades your closing eyes;
Then give one flirt, and all the vision flies.
Thus vanish scepters, coronets, and balls,
And leave you in lone woods, or empty walls.</p>
<p>So when your slave, at some dear idle time
(Not plagued with headaches or the want of rhyme)
Stands in the streets, abstracted from the crew,
And while he seems to study, thinks of you;
Just when his fancy points your sprightly eyes,
Or sees the blush of soft Parthenia rise,
Gay pats my shoulder, and you vanish quite;
Streets, chairs, and coxcombs rush upon my sight;
Vexed to be still in town, I knit my brow,
Look sour, and hum a tune—as you may now. </p>
<p>"The Sheaves" by Edwin Arlington Robinson</p>
<p>Where long the shadows of the wind had rolled,
Green wheat was yielding to the change assigned;
And as by some vast magic undivined
The world was turning slowly into gold.
Like nothing that was ever bought or sold
It waited there, the body and the mind;
And with a mighty meaning of a kind
That tells the more the more it is not told.</p>
<p>So in a land where all days are not fair,
Fair days went on till on another day
A thousand golden sheaves were lying there,
Shining and still, but not for long to stay --
As if a thousand girls with golden hair
Might rise from where they slept and go away.</p>
<p>nice. So the wheat was left unharvested (eliminate choices C, D, and E)... and... I think I chose choice A on that one?</p>
<p>what did the fact that the man loved his horse more mean? that he was....?</p>
<p>There was a passage about books that I don't remember. </p>
<p>unsure about whether books are a good or bad thing
something about a vial</p>
<p>he is unable to be himself when he is around louisa
point of view of joe
louisa is awkward and ____ something choice A
lace - what was this? her way of setting things up and stuff? what was the choice?</p>
<p>I think that one was the wheat was left unharvested but it was bundled and laying down or whatever?</p>