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Section A Writing
You should spend about 30 minutes on this section.
In Twelfth Night, what the characters wear and how they look affects the ways other characters
react to them.
How important is what you wear?

You read the following editorial in a teenage magazine:
Were looking for young peoples comments on style

and image to include in an article in next months
magazine.
Do you worry about your image?
Is fashion all a fuss about nothing?
Does the style of clothes you wear affect how

people react to you?
What do you think about these issues?
Write your views for the teenage magazine.
20 marks including 4 marks for spelling
Turn over for Section B

Section B Reading
You should spend about 45 minutes on this section.
Twelfth Night
Act 2 Scene 4, lines 75 to 117

Act 3 Scene 1, line 81 to the end of the scene
Viola is not always able to say everything she is thinking

and feeling.
In these extracts, how does Viola use language to hide her true
feelings from Orsino and Olivia?
Support your ideas by referring to the extracts which are printed on

the following pages.
18 marks

Twelfth Night
Act 2 Scene 4, lines 75 to 117
In this extract, Orsino tells Cesario (Viola in disguise) about the love he feels for Olivia.
ORSINO Once more, Cesario, 75

Get thee to yond same sovereign cruelty.
Tell her my love, more noble than the world,
Prizes not quantity of dirty lands;
The parts that fortune hath bestowed upon her
Tell her I hold as giddily as fortune; 80
But tis that miracle and queen of gems
That nature pranks her in attracts my soul.
VIOLA But if she cannot love you, sir?
ORSINO I cannot be so answered.
VIOLA Sooth, but you must.

Say that some lady, as perhaps there is, 85
Hath for your love as great a pang of heart
As you have for Olivia. You cannot love her.
You tell her so. Must she not then be answered?
ORSINO There is no womans sides

Can bide the beating of so strong a passion 90
As love doth give my heart; no womans heart
So big, to hold so much. They lack retention.
Alas, their love may be called appetite,
No motion of the liver, but the palate,
That suffers surfeit, cloyment, and revolt, 95
But mine is all as hungry as the sea,
And can digest as much. Make no compare
Between that love a woman can bear me,
And that I owe Olivia.
VIOLA Ay, but I know
ORSINO What dost thou know? 100
VIOLA Too well what love women to men may owe.

In faith, they are as true of heart as we.
My father had a daughter loved a man
As it might be perhaps, were I a woman,
I should your lordship.
Turn over

ORSINO And whats her history? 105
VIOLA A blank, my lord. She never told her love,

But let concealment like a worm ithbud
Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought,
And with a green and yellow melancholy
She sat like Patience on a monument, 110
Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
We men may say more, swear more, but indeed
Our shows are more than will: for still we prove
Much in our vows, but little in our love.
ORSINO But died thy sister of her love, my boy? 115
VIOLA I am all the daughters of my fathers house,

And all the brothers, too and yet I know not.
Act 3 Scene 1, line 81 to the end of the scene
In this extract, Olivia declares her love for Cesario.
OLIVIA What is your name?
VIOLA Cesario is your servants name, fair princess.
OLIVIA My servant sir? Twas never merry world

Since lowly feigning was called compliment.
Yare servant to the Count Orsino, youth. 85
VIOLA And he is yours, and his must needs be yours:

Your servants servant is your servant, madam.
OLIVIA For him, I think not on him; for his thoughts,

Would they were blanks, rather than lled with me!
VIOLA Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts 90

On his behalf.
OLIVIA O by your leave, I pray you!

I bade you never speak again of him;
But would you undertake another suit
I had rather hear you to solicit that,
Than music from the spheres.
VIOLA Dear lady 95

OLIVIA Give me leave, beseech you. I did send,
After the last enchantment you did here,
A ring in chase of you. So did I abuse
Myself, my servant, and, I fear me, you.
Under your hard construction must I sit 100
To force that on you in a shameful cunning
Which you knew none of yours. What might you think?
Have you not set mine honour at the stake,
And baited it with all thunmuzzled thoughts
That tyrannous heart can think? To one of your receiving 105
Enough is shown; a cypress, not a bosom,
Hides my heart: so, let me hear you speak.
VIOLA I pity you.
OLIVIA Thats a degree to love.
VIOLA No, not a grise; for tis a vulgar proof

That very oft we pity enemies. 110
OLIVIA Why then, methinks tis time to smile again.

O world, how apt the poor are to be proud!
If one should be a prey, how much the better
To fall before the lion than the wolf!
(Clock strikes)
The clock upbraids me with the waste of time. 115
Be not afraid, good youth; I will not have you
And yet when wit and youth is come to harvest,
Your wife is like to reap a proper man.
There lies your way, due west.
VIOLA Then westward ho!

Grace and good disposition attend your ladyship! 120
Youll nothing, madam, to my lord by me?
OLIVIA Stay!
I prithee tell me what thou thinkst of me.
VIOLA That you do think you are not what you are.
OLIVIA If I think so, I think the same of you. 125
VIOLA Then think you right: I am not what I am.
OLIVIA I would you were as I would have you be.
VIOLA Would it be better, madam, than I am?

I wish it might, for now I am your fool.
Turn over

OLIVIA [Aside] O what a deal of scorn looks beautiful 130
In the contempt and anger of his lip!
A murdrous guilt shows not itself more soon,
Than love that would seem hid. Loves night is noon.
Cesario, by the roses of the spring,
By maidhood, honour, truth, and everything, 135
I love thee so that, maugre all thy pride,
Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide.
Do not extort thy reasons from this clause,
For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause;
But rather reason thus with reason fetter: 140
Love sought is good, but givn unsought is better.
VIOLA By innocence I swear, and by my youth,

I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth,
And that no woman has; nor never none
Shall mistress be of it, save I alone. 145
And so, adieu, good madam; never more
Will I my masters tears to you deplore.
OLIVIA Yet come again: for thou perhaps mayst move

That heart which now abhors to like his love.
Exeunt
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KS3/03/En/Levels 47/Twelfth Night 2

You should spend about 30 minutes on this section.

How important is what you wear?

Were looking for young peoples comments on style

Do you worry about your image?

Is fashion all a fuss about nothing?

Does the style of clothes you wear affect how

What do you think about these issues?

Write your views for the teenage magazine.

20 marks including 4 marks for spelling

Turn over for Section B

KS3/03/En/Levels 47/Twelfth Night 3

You should spend about 45 minutes on this section.

Act 2 Scene 4, lines 75 to 117

Viola is not always able to say everything she is thinking

Support your ideas by referring to the extracts which are printed on

KS3/03/En/Levels 47/Twelfth Night 4

ORSINO Once more, Cesario, 75

VIOLA But if she cannot love you, sir?

ORSINO I cannot be so answered.

VIOLA Sooth, but you must.

ORSINO There is no womans sides

VIOLA Ay, but I know

ORSINO What dost thou know? 100

VIOLA Too well what love women to men may owe.

KS3/03/En/Levels 47/Twelfth Night 5

VIOLA A blank, my lord. She never told her love,

ORSINO But died thy sister of her love, my boy? 115

VIOLA I am all the daughters of my fathers house,

Act 3 Scene 1, line 81 to the end of the scene

In this extract, Olivia declares her love for Cesario.

OLIVIA What is your name?

VIOLA Cesario is your servants name, fair princess.

OLIVIA My servant sir? Twas never merry world

VIOLA And he is yours, and his must needs be yours:

OLIVIA For him, I think not on him; for his thoughts,

VIOLA Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts 90

OLIVIA O by your leave, I pray you!

VIOLA Dear lady 95

KS3/03/En/Levels 47/Twelfth Night 6

VIOLA I pity you.

OLIVIA Thats a degree to love.

VIOLA No, not a grise; for tis a vulgar proof

OLIVIA Why then, methinks tis time to smile again.

VIOLA Then westward ho!

OLIVIA If I think so, I think the same of you. 125

VIOLA Then think you right: I am not what I am.

OLIVIA I would you were as I would have you be.

VIOLA Would it be better, madam, than I am?

KS3/03/En/Levels 47/Twelfth Night 7

VIOLA By innocence I swear, and by my youth,

OLIVIA Yet come again: for thou perhaps mayst move

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