{"id":430499,"date":"2018-06-15T07:35:01","date_gmt":"2018-06-15T07:35:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/essaypaper.org\/?p=25374"},"modified":"2018-10-24T09:03:51","modified_gmt":"2018-10-24T09:03:51","slug":"ap-english-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.benedictsol.com\/blogs\/ap-english-part-2\/","title":{"rendered":"AP English Part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

Passage 2\u00c2\u00a0 \u00c2\u00a0Questions 14-25<\/strong><\/b><\/p>\n

“Carsons’ mill! Ay, there is a mill on fire somewhere, sure enough\u00c2\u00a0by the light, and it will be a rare blaze, for there’s not a drop o’water to be got. And much\u00a0Carsons\u00a0will care, for they’re well\u00c2\u00a0insured, and the machines are a’ th’ oud-fashioned kind. See if\u00c2\u00a0they don’t think it a fine thing for themselves. They’ll not thank\u00c2\u00a0them as tries to put it out.”\u00c2\u00a0He gave way for the impatient girls to pass. Guided by the ruddy\u00c2\u00a0light more than by any exact knowledge of the streets that led to\u00c2\u00a0the mill, they scampered along with bent heads, facing the terrible\u00c2\u00a0east wind as best they might.<\/p>\n

Carsons’ mill ran lengthways from east to west. Along it went one\u00c2\u00a0of the oldest thoroughfares in\u00a0Manchester. Indeed, all that part of\u00c2\u00a0the town was comparatively old; it was there that the first cotton\u00c2\u00a0mills were built, and the crowded alleys and back streets of the\u00c2\u00a0neighbourhood made a fire there particularly to be dreaded. The\u00c2\u00a0staircase of the mill ascended from the entrance at the western end,\u00c2\u00a0which faced into a wide, dingy-looking street, consisting\u00c2\u00a0principally of public-houses, pawnbrokers’ shops, rag and bone\u00c2\u00a0warehouses, and dirty provision shops. The other, the east end of\u00c2\u00a0the factory, fronted into a very narrow back street, not twenty feet\u00c2\u00a0wide, and miserably lighted and paved. Right against this end of\u00c2\u00a0the factory were the gable ends of the last house in the principal\u00c2\u00a0street\u00e2\u20ac\u201da house which from its size, its handsome stone facings, and\u00c2\u00a0the attempt at ornament in the front, had probably been once a\u00c2\u00a0gentleman’s house; but now the light which streamed from its\u00c2\u00a0enlarged front windows made clear the interior of the splendidly\u00c2\u00a0fitted-up room, with its painted walls, its pillared recesses, its\u00c2\u00a0gilded and gorgeous fittings-up, its miserable squalid inmates. It\u00c2\u00a0was a gin palace.<\/p>\n

Mary almost wished herself away, so fearful (as Margaret had said)\u00c2\u00a0was the sight when they joined the crowd assembled to witness the\u00c2\u00a0fire. There was a murmur of many voices whenever the roaring of the\u00c2\u00a0flames ceased for an instant. It was easy to perceive the mass were\u00c2\u00a0deeply interested.\u00c2\u00a0“What do they say?” asked Margaret of a neighbour in the crowd, as\u00c2\u00a0she caught a few words clear and distinct from the general murmur.\u00c2\u00a0“There never is any one in the mill, surely!” exclaimed Mary, as the\u00c2\u00a0sea of upward-turned faces moved with one accord to the eastern end,\u00c2\u00a0looking into\u00a0Dunham Street, the narrow back lane already mentioned.\u00c2<\/p>\n

Line 40 The western end of the mill, whither the raging flames were driven\u00c2\u00a0by the wind, was crowned and turreted with triumphant fire. It sent\u00c2\u00a0forth its infernal tongues from every window hole, licking the black\u00c2\u00a0walls with amorous fierceness; it was swayed or fell before the\u00c2\u00a0mighty gale, only to rise higher and yet higher, to ravage and roar\u00c2\u00a0yet more wildly.<\/p>\n

Line 46 This part of the roof fell in with an astounding\u00c2\u00a0crash, while the crowd struggled more and more to press into Dunham\u00c2\u00a0Street, for what were magnificent terrible flames\u00e2\u20ac\u201dwhat were falling\u00c2\u00a0timbers or tottering walls, in comparison with human life?<\/p>\n

There, where the devouring flames had been repelled by the yet more\u00c2\u00a0powerful wind, but where yet black smoke gushed out from every\u00c2\u00a0aperture\u00e2\u20ac\u201dthere, at one of the windows on the fourth story, or\u00c2\u00a0rather a doorway where a crane was fixed to hoist up goods, might\u00c2\u00a0occasionally be seen, when the thick gusts of smoke cleared\u00c2\u00a0partially away for an instant, the imploring figures of two men.<\/p>\n

They had remained after the rest of the workmen for some reason or\u00c2\u00a0other, and, owing to the wind having driven the fire in the opposite\u00c2\u00a0direction, had perceived no sight or sound of alarm, till long after\u00c2\u00a0(if anything could be called long in that throng of terrors which\u00c2\u00a0passed by in less than half-an-hour) the fire had consumed the old\u00c2<\/p>\n

Line 60\u00c2\u00a0 wooden staircase at the other end of the building. I am not sure\u00c2\u00a0whether it was not the first sound of the rushing crowd below that\u00c2\u00a0made them fully aware of their awful position.\u00c2\u00a0(1848)<\/p>\n

\u00c2<\/p>\n

\u00c2<\/p>\n

Passage 3\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0Questions 26-38<\/strong><\/b><\/p>\n

\u00c2<\/p>\n

I deny not, but that it is of greatest concernment in the Church<\/p>\n

and Commonwealth, to have a vigilant eye how books demean<\/p>\n

themselves as well as men; and thereafter to confine, imprison, and<\/p>\n

do sharpest justice on them as malefactors. For books are not<\/p>\n

5\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to<\/p>\n

be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay, they do<\/p>\n

preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that<\/p>\n

living intellect that bred them. I know they are as lively, and as<\/p>\n

vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon’s teeth; and being<\/p>\n

10\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on<\/p>\n

the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man<\/p>\n

as kill a good book. Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature,<\/p>\n

God’s image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself,<\/p>\n

kills the image of God, as it were in the eye. Many a man lives a<\/p>\n

15\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0burden to the earth; but a good book is the precious life-blood of<\/p>\n

a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life<\/p>\n

beyond life. ‘Tis true, no age can restore a life, whereof perhaps<\/p>\n

there is no great loss; and revolutions of ages do not oft recover<\/p>\n

the loss of a rejected truth, for the want of which whole nations<\/p>\n

20\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0fare the worse.<\/p>\n

We should be wary therefore what persecution we raise against<\/p>\n

the living labours of public men, how we spill that seasoned life<\/p>\n

of man, preserved and stored up in books; since we see a kind of<\/p>\n

homicide may be thus committed, sometimes a martyrdom, and if it<\/p>\n

25\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0extend to the whole impression, a kind of massacre; whereof the<\/p>\n

execution ends not in the slaying of an elemental life, but strikes<\/p>\n

at that ethereal and fifth essence, the breath of reason itself,<\/p>\n

slays an immortality rather than a life. But lest I should be<\/p>\n

condemned of introducing license, while I oppose licensing, I<\/p>\n

30\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0refuse not the pains to be so much historical, as will serve to<\/p>\n

show what hath been done by ancient and famous commonwealths<\/p>\n

against this disorder, till the very time that this project of<\/p>\n

licensing crept out of the Inquisition, was catched up by our<\/p>\n

prelates, and hath caught some of our presbyters.<\/p>\n

(1644)<\/p>\n

\u00c2<\/p>\n

Passage 4\u00c2\u00a0 \u00c2\u00a0Questions 39-50\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0<\/strong><\/b><\/p>\n

\u00c2<\/p>\n

Thus there has opened before the mass of men a vast new sphere<\/p>\n

of labour undreamed of by their ancestors. In every direction the change<\/p>\n

which material civilisation has wrought, while it has militated against<\/p>\n

\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0that comparatively small section of males who have nothing to offer society<\/p>\n

5\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0but the expenditure of their untrained muscular energy (inflicting much and<\/p>\n

often completely unmerited suffering upon them), has immeasurably extended<\/p>\n

the field of male labour as a whole. Never before in the history of the<\/p>\n

earth has the man’s field of remunerative toil been so wide, so<\/p>\n

10\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0interesting, so complex, and in its results so all-important to society;<\/p>\n

never before has the male sex, taken as a whole, been so fully and<\/p>\n

strenuously employed.<\/p>\n

So much is this the case, that, exactly as in the earlier conditions of<\/p>\n

society an excessive and almost crushing amount of the most important<\/p>\n

15\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0physical labour generally devolved upon the female, so under modern<\/p>\n

civilised conditions among the wealthier and fully civilised classes, an<\/p>\n

unduly excessive share of labour tends to devolve upon the male. That<\/p>\n

almost entirely modern, morbid condition, affecting brain and nervous<\/p>\n

system, and shortening the lives of thousands in modern civilised<\/p>\n

20\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0societies, which is vulgarly known as “overwork” or “nervous breakdown,” is<\/p>\n

but one evidence of the even excessive share of mental toil devolving upon<\/p>\n

the modern male of the cultured classes, who, in addition to maintaining<\/p>\n

himself, has frequently dependent upon him a larger or smaller number of<\/p>\n

entirely parasitic females. But, whatever the result of the changes of<\/p>\n

25\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0modern civilisation may be with regard to the male, he certainly cannot<\/p>\n

complain that they have as a whole robbed him of his fields of labour,<\/p>\n

diminished his share in the conduct of life, or reduced him to a condition<\/p>\n

of morbid inactivity.<\/p>\n

In our woman’s field of labour, matters have tended to shape themselves<\/p>\n

30\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0wholly otherwise! The changes which have taken place during the last<\/p>\n

centuries, and which we sum up under the compendious term “modern<\/p>\n

civilisation,” have tended to rob woman, not merely in part but almost<\/p>\n

wholly, of the more valuable of her ancient domain of productive and social<\/p>\n

labour; and, where there has not been a determined and conscious resistance<\/p>\n

35\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0on her part, have nowhere spontaneously tended to open out to her new and<\/p>\n

compensatory fields.<\/p>\n

It is this fact which constitutes our modern “Woman’s Labour Problem.”<\/p>\n

Our spinning-wheels are all broken; in a thousand huge buildings steam-<\/p>\n

driven looms, guided by a few hundred thousands of hands (often those of<\/p>\n

40\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0men), produce the clothings of half the world; and we dare no longer say,<\/p>\n

proudly, as of old, that we and we alone clothe our peoples.<\/p>\n

Our hoes and our grindstones passed from us long ago, when the ploughman<\/p>\n

and the miller took our place; but for a time we kept fast possession of<\/p>\n

the kneading-trough and the brewing-vat. Today, steam often shapes our<\/p>\n

45\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0bread, and the loaves are set down at our very door\u00e2\u20ac\u201dit may be by a man-<\/p>\n

driven motor-car! The history of our household drinks we know no longer;<\/p>\n

we merely see them set before us at our tables. Day by day machine-<\/p>\n

prepared and factory-produced viands take a larger and larger place in the<\/p>\n

dietary of rich and poor, till the working man’s wife places before her<\/p>\n

50\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0household little that is of her own preparation; while among the wealthier<\/p>\n

classes, so far has domestic change gone that men are not unfrequently<\/p>\n

found labouring in our houses and kitchens, and even standing behind our<\/p>\n

chairs ready to do all but actually place the morsels of food between our<\/p>\n

feminine lips. The army of rosy milkmaids has passed away for ever, to<\/p>\n

55\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0give place to the cream-separator and the, largely, male-and-machinery<\/p>\n

manipulated butter pat. In every direction the ancient saw, that it was<\/p>\n

exclusively the woman’s sphere to prepare the viands for her household, has<\/p>\n

become, in proportion as civilisation has perfected itself, an antiquated<\/p>\n

lie.<\/p>\n

60\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0Even the minor domestic operations are tending to pass out of the circle of<\/p>\n

woman’s labour. In modern cities our carpets are beaten, our windows<\/p>\n

cleaned, our floors polished, by machinery, or extra domestic, and often<\/p>\n

male labour. Change has gone much farther than to the mere taking from us<\/p>\n

of the preparation of the materials from which the clothing is formed.<\/p>\n

65\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0Already the domestic sewing-machine, which has supplanted almost entirely<\/p>\n

the ancient needle, begins to become antiquated, and a thousand machines<\/p>\n

driven in factories by central engines are supplying not only the husband<\/p>\n

and son, but the woman herself, with almost every article of clothing from<\/p>\n

vest to jacket; while among the wealthy classes, the male dress-designer<\/p>\n

70\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0with his hundred male-milliners and dressmakers is helping finally to<\/p>\n

explode the ancient myth, that it is woman’s exclusive sphere, and a part<\/p>\n

of her domestic toil, to cut and shape the garments she or her household<\/p>\n

wear.<\/p>\n

Year by year, day by day, there is a silently working but determined<\/p>\n

75\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00a0tendency for the sphere of woman’s domestic labours to contract itself; and<\/p>\n

the contraction is marked exactly in proportion as that complex condition<\/p>\n

which we term “modern civilisation” is advanced.<\/p>\n

(1911)<\/p>\n

\u00c2<\/p>\n

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