LitHum Midterm Passages

LitHum Midterm Passages - Take-home Midterm: Spring 2008...

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Take-home Midterm: Spring 2008 Rubric: You must choose to write on four or five of the passages. You must write at least one side on each choice, and in total for your discussions not less than 8 nor more than 11 pages—this exam will replace one paper. At least one discussion must be 3 pages long. [Margins 1.25 inches and spacing 1 ½.] You may only write on one passage of a work, except for the Comedy , although you may only write on two from this work, if your paper was not on it. You must write on Montaigne. I. Aeneid XII.1235-71 . . . The giant Turnus, struck, falls to earth; his knees bend under him. All the Rutulians leap up with a groan, and all the mountain slopes around reecho; tall forests, far and near, return that voice. Then humble, suppliant, he lifts his eyes and, stretching out his hand, entreating, cries: "I have indeed deserved this; I do not appeal against it; use your chance. But if there is a thought of a dear parent's grief that now can touch you, then I beg you, pity old Daunus—in Anchises you had such a father—send me back or, if you wish, send back my lifeless body to my kin. For you have won, and the Ausonians have seen me, beaten, stretch my hands; Lavinia is yours; then do not press our hatred further." Aeneas stood, ferocious in his armor; his eyes were restless and he stayed his hand; and as he hesitated, Turnus' words began to move him more and more—until high on the Latin's shoulder he made out the luckless belt of Pallas, of the boy whom Turnus had defeated, wounded, stretched upon the battlefield, from whom he took this fatal sign to wear upon his back, this girdle glittering with familiar studs. And when his eyes drank in this plunder, this memorial of brutal grief, Aeneas, aflame with rage—his wrath was terrible— cried: "How can you who wear the spoils of my dear comrade now escape me? It is Pallas who strikes, who sacrifices you, who takes this payment from your shameless blood." Relentles, he sinks his sword into the chest of Turnus. His limbs fell slack with chill; and with a moan his life, resentful, fled to Shades below." 1
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II. Augustine, Confessions Book IX, pp. 175 When her body was carried out, we went and returned without a tear. Even during those prayers which we poured out to you when the sacrifice of our redemption was offered for her, when her corpse was placed beside the tomb prior to burial, as was the custom there, not even at those prayers did I weep. But throughout the day I was inwardly oppressed with sadness and with a troubled mind I asked you, to the utmost of my strength, to heal my pain. You did not do so. I believe you gave me no relief so that by this single admonition I should be made aware of the truth that every habit is a fetter adverse even to the mind that is not fed upon deceit. I decided to go and take a bath, because I had heard that baths, for which the Greeks say balaneion , get their name from throwing anxiety out of the mind. But I confess this to your mercy, father of orphans (Ps.
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