LITERATURE QUIZ NO 12.

[magpie in the 80's]

FIRST LINES OF CLASSIC ENGLISH LITERATURE. YOUR JOB IS TO NAME THE BOOK TITLE AND AUTHOR

1 It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was so.
TALE OF TWO CITIES / CHARLES DICKENS
2 On an evening in the latter part of May a middle-aged man was walking homeward from Shaston to the village of Marlott, in the adjoining Vale of Blakemore or Blackmoor.
TESS OF THE D'URBERVILLES / THOMAS HARDY
3 Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo.
PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A YOUNG MAN / JAMES JOYCE
4 It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE / JANE AUSTEN
5 A wide plain, where the broadening Floss hurries on between its green banks to the sea, and the loving tide, rushing to meet it, checks its passage with an impetuous embrace.
THE MILL ON THE FLOSS / GEORGE ELLOIT
6 1801-- I have just returned from a visit to my landlord -- the solitary neighbor that I shall be troubled with.
WUTHERING HEIGHTS / EMILY BRONTE
7 My father's family name being Pirrip, and my christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip.
GREAT EXPECTATIONS / CHARLES DICKENS
8 Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of their father's house in Beldover, working and talking.
WOMAN IN LOVE / D.H. LAWRENCE
9 Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show..
THE PERSONAL HISTORY OF DAVID COPPERFIELD / CHARELES DICKENS
10 The day broke gray and dull.
OF HUMAN BONDAGE / W. SOMERSET / MAUGHAM
11 Now, what I want is Facts.
HARD TIME / CHARLES DICKENS
12 There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.
JANE EYRE /CHARLOTTE BRONTE
13 In the days when the spinning-wheels hummed busily in the farmhouses -- and even great ladies, clothed in silk and thread-lace, had their toy spinning-wheels of polished oak -- there might be seen in districts far away among the lanes, or deep in the bosom of the hills, certain pallid undersized men, who, by the side of the brawny country-folk, looked like the remnants of a disinherited race.
SILAS AMRNER / GEORGE ELLIOT
14 Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to distress or vex her.
EMMA / JANE AUSTEN
15 While the present century was in its teens, and on one sunshiny morning in June, there drove up to the great iron gate of
Miss Pinkerton's academy for young ladies, on Chiswick Mall, a large family coach, with two fat horses in blazing harness, driven by a fat coachman in a three cornered hat and wig, at the rate of four miles an hour.
VANITY FAIR / WILLIAM THACKERY
16 This is the saddest story I have ever heard.
THE GOOD SOLDIER / FORD MADOX FORD
17 Except for the Marabar Caves - and they are twenty miles off - the city of Chandrapore presents nothing extraordinary.
A PASSAGE TO INDIA / EM FOSTER
18 This is the story of what a Woman's patience can endure, and what a Man's resolution can achieve.
WOMAN IN WHITE / WILKIE COLLINS
19 When I reached C Company lines, which were at the top of the hill, I paused and looked back at the camp, just coming into full view before me through the grey mist of early morning
BRIDESHEAD REVISITED / EVELYN WAUGH
20 As I walked through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a Den, and I laid me down in that place to sleep: and, as I slept, I dreamed a dream.
THE PILGRIMS PROGRESS / JOHN BUNYAN

[JAS]

Q1 A Tale of Two Cities...Charles Dickens
Q4 Pride and Prejudice...Jane Austin
Q5 The Mill on the Floss....I forgetted
Q7 Great Expectations...Charles Dickens
Q12 Jane Eyre...Charlotte Bronte

Regards
JAS

[Pseudo]

6 - Wuthering Heights, Charlotte Bronte (of if not her, it was Emily)
7 - Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
21 - possibly A Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan ???

[magpie in the 80's]

Q1 A Tale of Two Cities...Charles Dickens
Q4 Pride and Prejudice...Jane Austin
Q5 The Mill on the Floss....I forgetted you right there FC
Q7 Great Expectations...Charles Dickens
Q12 Jane Eyre...Charlotte Bronte

Regards
JAS

all correct jas

[magpie in the 80's]

6 - Wuthering Heights, Charlotte Bronte (of if not her, it was Emily)
7 - Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
20 - possibly A Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan ???

all correct pseudo

[JAS]

Q11 Spelly's autobiography
Q14 Emma...Jane Austin

Regards
JAS

[magpie in the 80's]

Q11 Spelly's autobiography CLOSE HAHA
Q14 Emma...Jane Austin CORRECT

Regards
JAS

[magpie in the 80's]

12 Q's to go here

[panthergurl]

2. Tess of the d'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy

[magpie in the 80's]

2. Tess of the d'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy

CORRECT PG

[magpie in the 80's]

NOT MANY LEFT HERE QUIZZERS

[magpie in the 80's]

STILL A FEW TO ANSWER HERE

[magpie in the 80's]

FIRST LINES OF CLASSIC ENGLISH LITERATURE. YOUR JOB IS TO NAME THE BOOK TITLE AND AUTHOR

1 It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was so.
TALE OF TWO CITIES / CHARLES DICKENS
2 On an evening in the latter part of May a middle-aged man was walking homeward from Shaston to the village of Marlott, in the adjoining Vale of Blakemore or Blackmoor.
TESS OF THE D'URBERVILLES / THOMAS HARDY
3 Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo.
PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A YOUNG MAN / JAMES JOYCE
4 It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE / JANE AUSTEN
5 A wide plain, where the broadening Floss hurries on between its green banks to the sea, and the loving tide, rushing to meet it, checks its passage with an impetuous embrace.
THE MILL ON THE FLOSS / GEORGE ELLOIT
6 1801-- I have just returned from a visit to my landlord -- the solitary neighbor that I shall be troubled with.
WUTHERING HEIGHTS / EMILY BRONTE
7 My father's family name being Pirrip, and my christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip.
GREAT EXPECTATIONS / CHARLES DICKENS
8 Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of their father's house in Beldover, working and talking.
WOMAN IN LOVE / D.H. LAWRENCE
9 Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show..
THE PERSONAL HISTORY OF DAVID COPPERFIELD / CHARELES DICKENS
10 The day broke gray and dull.
OF HUMAN BONDAGE / W. SOMERSET / MAUGHAM
11 Now, what I want is Facts.
HARD TIME / CHARLES DICKENS
12 There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.
JANE EYRE /CHARLOTTE BRONTE
13 In the days when the spinning-wheels hummed busily in the farmhouses -- and even great ladies, clothed in silk and thread-lace, had their toy spinning-wheels of polished oak -- there might be seen in districts far away among the lanes, or deep in the bosom of the hills, certain pallid undersized men, who, by the side of the brawny country-folk, looked like the remnants of a disinherited race.
SILAS AMRNER / GEORGE ELLIOT
14 Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to distress or vex her.
EMMA / JANE AUSTEN
15 While the present century was in its teens, and on one sunshiny morning in June, there drove up to the great iron gate of
Miss Pinkerton's academy for young ladies, on Chiswick Mall, a large family coach, with two fat horses in blazing harness, driven by a fat coachman in a three cornered hat and wig, at the rate of four miles an hour.
VANITY FAIR / WILLIAM THACKERY
16 This is the saddest story I have ever heard.
THE GOOD SOLDIER / FORD MADOX FORD
17 Except for the Marabar Caves - and they are twenty miles off - the city of Chandrapore presents nothing extraordinary.
A PASSAGE TO INDIA / EM FOSTER
18 This is the story of what a Woman's patience can endure, and what a Man's resolution can achieve.
WOMAN IN WHITE / WILKIE COLLINS
19 When I reached C Company lines, which were at the top of the hill, I paused and looked back at the camp, just coming into full view before me through the grey mist of early morning
BRIDESHEAD REVISITED / EVELYN WAUGH
20 As I walked through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a Den, and I laid me down in that place to sleep: and, as I slept, I dreamed a dream.
THE PILGRIMS PROGRESS / JOHN BUNYAN

QUESTIONS ANSWERED ARE IN RED.
QUESTIONS UNANSWERED ARE IN BLUE.

END OF QUIZ