高级英语第二册客观题答案.doc

1、高级英语（二）客观题答案Unit 1 Text A Future ShlockIV. Test your general knowledge1. B2. A3. A4. B5. DV. Proofread the following passageIn the three short decades between now and the twenty-first century, millions of ordinary, psychologically normal people will face an abrupt collision with the future. Citizens

2、 of the worlds richest and most technological advanced nations, many of them will find it increasingly painful to keep up with the incessant demand for change that characterizes our time. For them, the future will have arrived too soon.Western society for the past 300 years has caught up in a fire s

3、torm of change. This storm, far from abating, now appears to be gathering force. Change sweeps through the highly industrialized countries with waves of ever accelerating speed and unprecedented impact. It spawns in its wake all sorts of curious social florafrom psychedelic churches and “free univer

4、sities” to science cities in the Arctic and wife-swap clubs in California.It breeds odd personalities, too: children who at twelve are no longer childlike; adults who at fifty are children with twelve. There are rich men who playact poverty, computer programmers who turn on with LSD. There are anarc

5、hists who, beneath their dirty denim shirts, are outrageous conformity, and conformists who, beneath their button-down collars, are outrageous anarchists. There are married priests and atheist ministers and Jewish Zen Buddhists. There are Playboy Clubs and homosexual movie theater . amphetamines and

6、 tranquilizers . anger, affluence, and oblivion. Much oblivion.Is there some way to explain so strange scene without recourse to the jargon of psychoanalysis or the murky clichs of existentialism? A strange new society is apparently erupting in our midst. Is there a way to understand it, to shape it

7、s development? How can we come terms with it?Much that now strikes us as incomprehensible would be far less so if we took a fresh look at the racing rate of change that makes reality seem, sometimes, like kaleidoscope run wild. For the acceleration of change does not merely buffet industries or nati

8、ons. It is a concrete force that reaches deep into our personal lives, compels us to act out new roles, and confronts us the danger of a new and powerfully upsetting psychological disease. This new disease can be called “future shock,” and a knowledge of its sources and symptoms helps explain many t

9、hings that otherwise defy rational analysis.(Excerpted from Alvin Toffler, Future Shock)1)_technologically_2)_been_3)_its_4)_of_5)_conformists _6)_rs_7)_a_8)_to_9)_a_10)_with_Unit 2Text A Why People Dont Help in A Crisis?IV. Test your general knowledge1. C2. A3. D4. B5. CV. Proofread the following p

10、assageFor more than half an hour 38加逗号 respectable, law-abiding citizens in Queens watched a killer stalk and stab a woman in three separate attacks in Kew Gardens. Twice their chatter and the sudden glow of their bedroom lights interrupted him and frightened him off. Each time he returns, sought he

11、r out, and stabbed her again. Not one person telephoned the police during the assault; one witness called after the woman was dead. Six days later, the police arrested Winston Moseley, a 29-year-old business machine operator, and charged him in homicide. Moseley had no previous record. He is married

12、, has two children and owns a home at 133-19 Sutter Avenue, South Ozone Park, Queens. On Wednesday, a court committed him to Kings County Hospital for psychiatric observation. When questioned by the police, Moseley also said he had slay Mrs. Annie May Johnson, 24, of 146-12 133d Avenue, Jamaica, on

13、Feb. 29 and Barbara Kralik, 15, of 174-17 140th Avenue, Springfield Gardens, last July. In the Kralik case, the police are holding Alvin L. Mitchell, who said to have confessed to that slaying. The police stressed how simple it would have been to have gotten in touch with them. “A phone call,” said

14、one of the detectives, “would have done it.” The police may be reached to dialing “0” for operator or SPring 7-3100. Today witnesses from the neighborhood, which is made up of one-family homes in the $35,000 to $60,000 range from the exception of the two apartment houses near the railroad station, f

15、ind it difficult to explain why they didnt call the police. A housewife, knowingly if quite casual, said, “We thought it was a lovers quarrel.” A husband and wife both said, “Frankly, we were afraid.” They seemed aware of the fact that events might have been different. A distraught woman, wiping her

16、 hands in her apron, said, “I didnt want my husband got involved.” One couple, now willing to talk about that night, said they heard the first screams. The husband looked thoughtfully at the bookstore where the killer first grabbed Miss Genovese. “We went to the window to see what was happening,” he

17、 said, “but the light from our bedroom made difficult to see the street.” The wife, still apprehensive, added: “I put out the light and we were able to see better.” Asked why they hadnt called the police, she shrugged and replied: “I dont know.” A man peeked out from a slight opening the doorway to

18、his apartment and rattled off an account of the killers second attack. Why hadnt he called the police at the time? “I was tired,” he said without emotion. “I went back to bed.” It was 4:25 A.M. when the ambulance arrived to take the body of Miss Genovese. It drove off. “Then,” a solemn police detect

19、ive said, “the people came out.” (Excerpted from Martin Gansberg, New York Times March 27, 1964 )1)_returned_2)_with_3)_slain_4)_is said_5)_by_6)_with_7)_casually_8)_get_9)_it_10)_in_Unit 3Text A Death and Justice: How Capital Punishment Affirms LifeIV. Test your general knowledge1. D2. A3. B4. C5.

20、AV. Proofread the following passageIt must be a spirit much unlike my own, which can keep itself in health and vigor without sometimes stealing from the sultry sunshine of the world, to plunge into the cool bath of solitude. At intervals, and not infrequent ones, the forest and the ocean summon me-o

21、ne with the roar of its waves, the another with the murmur of its boughs-forth from the haunts of men. But I must wander many a mile, ere I could stand beneath the shadow of even one primeval tree, much less be lost among the multitude of hoary trunks, and hidden from earth and sky by the mysterious

22、 of darksome foliage. Nothing is within my daily reach more like a forest than the acre or two of woodland near some suburban farm-house. When, therefore, the yearning for seclusion becomes a necessity within me, I am drawn to the seashore, which extends its line of rude rocks and seldom trodden san

23、ds for leagues around our bay. Setting forth, at my last ramble, in a September morning, I bound myself with a hermits vow, to interchange no thoughts with man or woman, to share no social pleasure, but to derive all that days enjoyment from shore, and sea, and sky-from my souls communion with these

24、, and from fantasies, and recollections, or anticipated realities. Surely here is enough to feed a human spirit on a single day. Farewell, then, busy world! Till your evening lights shall shine along the street-till they gleam upon my sea-flushed face, as I tread homeward-free me from your ties, and

25、 let me be a peace outlaw. Highways and cross-paths are hastily traversed; and, clambering down a crag, I find myself at the extremity of a long beach. How gladly do the spirit leap forth, and suddenly enlarge its sense of being to the full extent of the broad, blue, sunny deep! A greeting and a hom

26、age to the Sea! I descend over its margin, and dip my hand into the wave that meet me, and bathe my brow. That far-resounding roar is Oceans voice of welcome. His salt breath brings a blessing along with it. Now let us pace together-the readers fancy arm in arm with mine-this noble beach, which exte

27、nds a mile or more from that craggy promontory to yonder rampart of broken rocks. In front, the sea; in the rear, a precipitous bank, the grassy verge of what is breaking away, year after year, and flings down its tufts of verdure upon the barrenness below. The beach itself is a broad space of sand,

28、 brown and sparkling, with hardly any pebbles intermixed. Near the waters edge there is a wet margin, which glistens brightly in the sunshine, and reflects objects like a mirror; and as we tread along the glistening border, a dry spot flashes around each footstep, but grows moist again as we lift ou

29、r feet. In some spots, the sand receives a completely impression of the sole-square toe and all; elsewhere, it is of such marble firmness, that we must stamp heavily to leave a print even of the iron-shod heel. Along the whole of this extensive beach gambols the surf-wave; now it makes a feint of da

30、shing onward for a fury, yet dies away with a meek murmur, and does but kiss the strand; now, after many such abortive efforts, it rears itself up in a unbroken line, heightening as it advances, without a speck of foam on its green crest. With how fierce a roar it flings itself forward, and rushes f

31、ar up the beach! (Excerpted from Footprints on the Seashore, by Nathaniel Hawthorne )1)_other_2)_mystery_3)_on_4)_for_5)_peaceful_6)_does_7)_meets_8)_which_9)_complete_10)_an_Unit 4Text A The PromiseIV. Test your general knowledge1. A2. B3. C4. D5. AV. Proofread the following passageA Grecian philos

32、opher being asked why he wept for the death of his son, since the sorrow was in vain, replied, “I weep on that account.” And his answer became his wisdom. It is only for sophists too contend that we whose eyes contain the fountains of tears, need never give way to them. It would be unwise not to do

33、so on some occasions. Sorrow unlocks them in her balmy moods. The first bursts may be bitter and overwhelming; but the soil on where they pour would be worse without them. They refresh the fever of the soul-the dry misery which parches the countenance into furrows, and renders us liable to our most

34、terrible “fleshquakes.” There are sorrows, it is true, so great, that to give them some of the ordinary vents is to run a hazard of being overthrow. These we must rather strengthen ourselves to resist, or bow quietly and drily down, in order to let them pass over us, as the traveller does the wind o

35、f the desert. But where we feel that tears would relieve us, it is false philosophy to deny ourselves at least that first refreshment; and it is always false consolation to tell people that because they cannot help a thing, they are not to mind. The true way is, to let them grapple with the unavoida

36、ble sorrow, and try to win it into gentleness by a reasonable yielding. There are griefs so gentle in their very nature that it would be worse that false heroism to refuse them a tear. Of this kind are the deaths of infants. Particular circumstances may render it more or less advisable to indulge in

37、 grief for the loss of a little child; but, in general, parents should be no more advised to repress their first tears for such an occasion, than to repress their smiles towards a child surviving, or to indulge in any other sympathy. It is an appeal in the same gentle tenderness; and such appeals ar

38、e never made in vain. The end of them is an acquittal from the harsher bonds of affliction-from the tying down of the spirit to one melancholy idea.It is the nature of tears of this kind, however strongly they may gush forth, to run into quiet waters at last. We cannot easily, the whole course of ou

39、r lives, think with pain of any good and kind person whom we have lost. It is the divine nature of their qualities to conquer pain and death itself; to turn the memory of them into pleasure; to survive with a placid aspect in our imaginations. We are writing at this moment just opposite a spot which

40、 contains the grave of one inexpressible dear to us. We see from our windows the trees about it, and the church spire. The green fields lie around. The clouds are travelling overhead, alternately taking away the sunshine and restoring it. The vernal winds, piping of the flowery summer-time, are neve

41、rtheless calling to mind the far-distant and dangerous ocean, which the heart that lies in that grave had many reasons to think of. And yet the sight of this spot does not give us pain. So far from it, it is the existence of that grave how doubles every charm of the spot; which links the pleasures o

42、f our childhood and manhood together; which puts a hushing tenderness in the winds and a patient joy upon the landscape; which seems to unite heaven and earth, mortality and immortality, the grass of the tomb and the grass of the green field; and gives a more maternal aspect to the whole kindness of

43、 nature. It does not hinder gaiety itself. Happiness was what its tenant, through all her troubles, would have diffused. To diffuse happiness, and to enjoy it, is not only carrying on her wishes, but realizing her hopes; and gaiety, freed from its only pollutions, malignity and want of sympathy, is

44、but a child playing about the knees of its mother. (Excerpted from Deaths of Little Children, by Leigh Hunt )1)_to_2)_which_3)_overthrown_4)_it_5)_as a_6)_on_7)_8)_for_9)_ly_10)_that_Unit 5Text A The Fine Art of ComplainingIV. Test your general knowledge1. A2. B3. C4. D5. AV. Proofread the following

45、 passageYou know you have to read “between the lines” to get the most out of anything. I want to persuade you to do something equally important in the course of your reading. I want to persuade you to write between the lines. Unless you do, you are not unlikely to do the most efficient kind of readi

46、ng.I contend, quite bluntly, that marking up a book is not an act of mutilation but of love. You shouldnt mark up a book which isnt yours.Librarians (or your friends) which lend you books expect you to keep them clean, and you should. If you decide that I am right about the usefulness of marking books, you will have to buy them. Most of the worlds great books are available today, in reprint editions.There are two ways in which one can own a book. The first is the property right you establish by paying for it; just you pay for clothes