Universitatea din București, Facultatea de Limbi și Literaturi Străine, Departamentul de Engleză

SUBIECTE EXAMEN DE LICENȚĂ

Limba și literatura engleză (Engleză A)
Sesiunea septembrie 2015

I. SUBIECTUL DE LITERATURĂ (9 points)

1) Speculate on what possible sources Keats might have had for the Urn’s idea
that “Beauty is truth, truth beauty.”
2) Explore the fragment below identifying romantic versus neo-classical (if any)
elements, trying to explain why Keats’s poem continues to fascinate readers.
“Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, […]
What leaf-fring’d legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
10 Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear’d,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal – yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! […]
And, happy melodist, unwearied,
20 For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
For ever warm and still to be enjoy’d,
For ever panting, and for ever young; […]
Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead’st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, […]
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e’er return. […]
30 Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought / As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say’st,
‘Beauty is truth, truth beauty,– that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.’” (From Ode on a Grecian Urn by J. Keats)
 Universitatea din București, Facultatea de Limbi și Literaturi Străine, Departamentul de Engleză

II. SUBIECTUL DE STRUCTURA LIMBII (9 points)

1. Some of the sentences below are ungrammatical. Identify the ungrammatical

sentences and explain why they are ungrammatical. (4.5 points)

a. I have to tell him whenever I’m seeing a sick animal.

b. Not for a moment did he falter.
c. I finished my presentation for ten minutes.
d. I’m pronouncing you husband and wife!
e. He can’t have done such a thing!
f. Need I tell him?

2. Give a short explanation (no longer than 150 words) accompanied by an example
(one sentence) for each of the phrases below (4.5 points)

a. relative clause.
b. continuative perfect.
c. deontic SHOULD.

III. SUBIECTUL DE CURS PRACTIC (9 points)

1. Translate into English (4.5 points):

Tezeu nu e însă un gânditor şi nici un poet. E obişnuit să meargă la ţintă fără să-şi
pună întrebări care să-l stânjenească. Intrând în labirint, se consideră investit cu o
misiune, dar aceasta se reduce la uciderea Minotaurului; nu porneşte la drum cu
sentimentul că şi labirintul este o fiară, mai mult, că adevărata fiară nu e atât
Minotaurul, cât labirintul însuşi; şi n-ar şti să ne explice că tocmai teama noastră de
lucrurile fără sens ar fi putut căpăta numele monstrului născut de Pasifae, regina
sfâşiată de pasiuni mizerabile. […] Să te gândeşti, mai degrabă, că monstrul acela,
care îmi e pe jumătate frate, e o spaimă ce te cuprinde dinlăuntru şi, dacă n-o ucizi, nu
vei mai vedea lumina zilei niciodată şi nici de dragoste nu te vei mai putea bucura, cu
toate că vei avea firul pe care ţi l-am dat eu. (Octavian Paler – Mitologii subiective)

2. Translate into Romanian (4.5 points):

“Suppose we sit down,” suggested Gumbril, and he pointed to a couple of green iron
chairs, standing isolated in the middle of the grass close together and with their fronts
slanting inwards a little towards one another in a position that suggested a confidential
intimacy. At the prospect of the conversation, that, inevitably, was about to unroll itself,
he felt decidedly less elated than did his new friend. If there was anything he disliked it
was conversations about love. It bored him, oh, it bored him most horribly, this minute
analysis of the passion that young women always seemed to expect one, at some point or
other in one’s relation with them, to make. How love alters the character for both good
and bad; how physical passion need not be incompatible with the spiritual; how a hateful
and tyrannous possessiveness can be allied with love with the most unselfish solicitude
for the other party – oh, he knew all this and much more, so well, so well. (Aldous
Huxley – Antic Hay)