cameroon gce O level June 2024 literature in English 2

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cameroon gce O level June 2024 literature in English 2

SECTION A: DRAMA
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE: MACBETH
1. Read the following extract and answer the questions below it.
Give him tending:
He brings great news. The raven
himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here.
And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top – full
Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood.
Stop up tlT access and passage to remorse;
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
TIT effect and it! Come to my woman’s breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief! Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark
To cry,“Hold,hold !
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Identify the speaker and the person being addressed?
Where are they? ,
What has provoked the speech above?
Explain the following words and expressions as used in the extract,
battlements
direst cruelty
compunctious

(e) Give an account of the rest of the scene
Read the following extract and answer the questions that follow.
Here ’s a knocking indeed ! If a man were porter of hell- gate,
he should old turning the key. Knock, knock,
knock. Who ‘s there, ik the name of Belzebub? – 1 lere ‘s a
farmer that hanged himself on the expectation of plenty: come
in time; have napkins enough about you; here you’ll sweat
for kt , Knock, knock. Who’s there,i’ the other
devils name? – ’Faith, here *s an equivocator that could
swear in both the scales against either scale; who committed
treason enough for God’s sake, yet could not equivocate to
heaven; O ! come in. equivocator. Knock, knock,
knock. Who ’ s there? – ‘Faith here ‘s an English tailor come
hither for stealing out of a French hose: come in, tailor: here
you may roast your goose. Knock , knock. Never
at quiet! What are you? – But this place is too cold for hell.
I’ll devil-porter it no further:I had thought to have let in
some of all professions that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire. Anon, anon:I pray you, remember
the port