AQA ENGLISH LITERATURE-G-8702-1-QUESTION PAPER 2023-Paper 1 Shakespeare and the 19th-century novel

SECTION A Shakespeare Question Page Macbeth 1 4–5 Romeo and Juliet 2 6 The Tempest 3 8–9 The Merchant of Venice 4 10–11 Much Ado About Nothing 5 12 Julius Caesar 6 13 SECTION B The 19th-century novel Question Page Robert Louis Stevenson The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde 7 14–15 Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol 8 16–17 Charles Dickens Great Expectations 9 18–19 Charlotte Brontë Jane Eyre 10 20 Mary Shelley Frankenstein 11 22–23 Jane Austen Pride and Prejudice 12 24–25 Arthur Conan Doyle The Sign of Four 13 26–27 Turn over for Section A 4 IB/M/Jun23/8702/1 Section A: Shakespeare Answer one question from this section on your chosen text. Either 0 1 Macbeth Read the following extract from Act 5 Scene 3 of Macbeth and then answer the question that follows. At this point in the play, Macbeth hears that the English army is approaching and asks the Doctor for a report about Lady Macbeth. 5 10 15 20 25 30 MACBETH Seyton! – I am sick at heart, When I behold – Seyton, I say! – this push Will cheer me ever or disseat me now. I have lived long enough. My way of life Is fall’n into the sere, the yellow leaf, And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have; but in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not. Seyton! Enter SEYTON SEYTON What’s your gracious pleasure? MACBETH What news more? SEYTON All is confirmed, my lord, which was reported. MACBETH I’ll fight till from my bones my flesh be hacked. Give me my armour. SEYTON ’Tis not needed yet. MACBETH I’ll put it on; Send out more horses; skirr the country round. Hang those that talk of fear. Give me mine armour. How does your patient, doctor? DOCTOR Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies That keep her from her rest. MACBETH Cure her of that. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart? 5 IB/M/Jun23/8702/1 Turn over ► 0 1 Starting with this conversation, explore how far Shakespeare presents Macbeth as a male character who changes during the play. Write about: • how Shakespeare presents Macbeth in this conversation • how far Shakespeare presents Macbeth as a male character who changes in the play as a whole. [30 marks] AO4 [4 marks] Turn over for the next question 6 IB/M/Jun23/8702/1 or 0 2 Romeo and Juliet Read the following extract from Act 3 Scene 2 of Romeo and Juliet and then answer the question that follows. At this point in the play, Juliet reacts to the news that Romeo has killed her cousin Tybalt and so has been banished from Verona. 5 10 15 20 25 30 JULIET Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband? Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name, When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it? But wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? That villain cousin would have killed my husband. Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring, Your tributary drops belong to woe, Which you mistaking offer up to joy. My husband lives that Tybalt would have slain, And Tybalt’s dead that would have slain my husband: All this is comfort, wherefore weep I then? Some word there was, worser than Tybalt’s death, That murdered me; I would forget it fain, But O, it presses to my memory, Like damnèd guilty deeds to sinners’ minds: ‘Tybalt is dead, and Romeo banishèd.’ That ‘banishèd’, that one word ‘banishèd’, Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt’s death Was woe enough if it had ended there; Or if sour woe delights in fellowship, And needly will be ranked with other griefs, Why followed not, when she said ‘Tybalt’s dead’, ‘Thy father’ or ‘thy mother’, nay, or both, Which modern lamentation might have moved? But with a rear-ward following Tybalt’s death, ‘Romeo is banishèd’: to speak that word, Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet, All slain, all dead. ‘Romeo is banishèd!’ There is no end, no limit, measure, bound, In that word’s death, no words can that woe sound