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HSC English 1st Paper CQ — Read the following text and answer the questions. When the war started,
HSCEnglish 1st Paperউত্তরা হাই স্কুল এন্ড কলেজ, ঢাকা 2019
8টি সম্পর্কিত প্রশ্ন — MCQ অনুশীলন মোড
1.
Read the following text and answer the questions.
When the war started, my mum, my brothers and sisters and I were in Russia, which made me always worried about Dad. We wanted to leave Russia and return to Gaza among our family to live the events with them. As soon as the war \end{ed}and the crossings opened, we returned to Gaza, and from then till today we've been hearing stories of the war.
I couldn't sleep in Russia because of my worry about Dad. Before the war, when the mobile used to ring and it would be from Gaza, we'd be happy and race to answer it. But in the war, every time the mobile rang from Gaza, any vouer whether we knew it or not, we'd say: "Dear God..." and start looking at each other to see who will answer. After the war, a lot of things changed in me. I started seeing things differently. I began to like the city, life becam more beautiful and so did I. My friends changed, and I made older and more mature ones. I became very outspoke and brave even in front of Dad, and I could face anyone. Mum and I became friends, a lot of times we stay upa night and talk about everything.
In the future if I grow up, and in Gaza it's an achievement to grow up, because death is standing at your doorstep, want to be a children's caretaker and defend their rights; because I feel that the children of Palestine are born as ole people, a kid can be 6 years old and yet supporting a family.
2.
Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words)
[Unit- 8 ; Lesson- 4(H)]
How do I Love Thee
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the \end{s}of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as then strive for \right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.,
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
3.
Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words).
[Unit-11; Lesson-1(F)]
I sit on one of the dives
On fifty-Second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire.
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing of private lives:
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.
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4.
Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words)
[Unit-8; Lesson-4(H)]
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the \end{s}of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for \right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
5.
Write down the theme of the following poem within 50 words.
Because I have seen Bengal's face, I will seek no more,
The world has not anything more beautiful to show me.
Waking up in darkness, gazing at the fig-tree, I behold
Dawn's swallows roosting under huge umbrella-like leaves.
I look around me and discover a leafy dome,
Jaam, Kanthal, Bat, Hijol and Aswatha trees all in a hush,
Shadowing clumps of cactus and zedoary bushes.
When long, long ago, Chand came in his honeycombed boat
To a blue Hijal, Bat, Tamal shade near the Champa, he too sighted
Bengal's incomparable beauty. One day, alas, in the Ganguri,
On a raft, as the waning moon sank on the river's sandbanks,
Behula too saw countless aswaths bats besides golden ricefields
And heard the thrush's soft song, One day, arriving, in Amara,
Where gods held court, when she danced like a desolate wagtail,
Bengal's rivers, fields, flowers, wailed like strings of bells on her feet.
6.
Write down the theme of the following poem. (Around 50 words)
[Unit-8; Lesson-4(H)]
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the \end{s}of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for \right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
7.
Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words)
I love to rise in a summer morn,
When the birds sing on every tree;
The distant huntsman winds his horn,
And the skylark sings with me:
O what sweet company!
But to go to school in a summer morn,
O it drives all joy away!
Under a cruel eye outworn,
The little ones spend the day
In sighing and dismay.
8.
Write down the theme of the following poem. (Not more than 50 words)
[Unit-11; Lesson-4(F)]
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly Before they're forever banned?.
The answer, my friend, is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
The answer is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
Yes, and how many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
Yes, and how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
The answer is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
Yes, and how many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky?
And how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'til he knows That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
The answer is blowin^{\prime} in the wind
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