ENGLISH FOR JUNIOR STUDENTS
ENGLISH FOR JUNIOR STUDENTS
ENGLISH FOR JUNIOR STUDENTS
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Try and answer the following questions:<br />
1. Can you find Coombe, Surrey, and Oxford on the map? 2. What<br />
can you tell of England’s history and life at Galsworthy’s time?<br />
3. When did Queen Victoria reign? What was she famous for? 4. In<br />
front of what famous building is a monument to Queen Victoria<br />
erected in London? 5. What do you know of King Edward VII?<br />
6. What periods in England’s history are called Victorian and<br />
Edwardian? What are these periods characterized by? 7. What<br />
can you tell of Galsworthy’s life and literary career? 8. What are the<br />
chief characteristics of Galsworthy’s works?<br />
6<br />
THE APPLE TREE<br />
(an extract)<br />
On the first of May, after their last year together at college,<br />
Frank Ashurst and his friend Robert Garton were on a tramp. They<br />
had walked that day from Brent, intending to make Chagford, but<br />
Ashurst’s football knee had given out, and according to their map<br />
they had still some seven miles to go. They were sitting on a bank<br />
beside the road, where a track crossed alongside a wood, resting<br />
the knee and talking of the universe, as young men will. Both were<br />
over six feet, and thin as rails; Ashurst pale, idealistic, full of absence;<br />
Garton queer, round-the-corner, knotted, curly, like some primeval<br />
beast. Both had a literary bent; neither wore a hat. Ashurst’s hair<br />
was smooth, pale, wavy, and had a way of rising on either side of<br />
his brow, as if always being flung back; Garton’s was a kind of<br />
dark unfathomed mop. They had not met a soul for miles.<br />
“My dear fellow,” Garton was saying, “pity’s only an effect of<br />
self-consciousness; it’s a disease of the last five thousand years.<br />
The world was happier without.”<br />
Ashurst, following the clouds with his eyes, answered:<br />
“It’s the pearl in the oyster, anyway.”<br />
“My dear chap, all our modern unhappiness comes from pity.<br />
Look at animals, and Red Indians, limited to feeling their own<br />
occasional misfortunes; then look at ourselves – never free from<br />
feeling the toothaches of others. Let’s get back to feeling for nobody,<br />
and have a better time.”