In about 12 hours...

I have to take a final exam on:

Washington Irving, “Rip Van Winkle” (951-965); R. W. Emerson, Nature, Chapters 1, 7, and 8 (1106-1113, 1132-1138), and “Self Reliance” (1151-1180); Nathaniel Hawthorne, “Young Goodman Brown” (1289-1298), and The Scarlet Letter, (1377-1493); Edgar Allan Poe, “The Fall of the House of Usher” (1553-1565); Harriet Jacobs, from Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl (1808-1829); Harriet Beecher Stowe’s Uncle Tom’s Cabin (1698-1792); Henry David Thoreau, Introduction (1853-1857); from Walden “Economy” (1872-1885; 1893-1900; 1908-1914), “What I Lived For” (1914-1924), “Solitude” (1940-1945), “Higher Laws,” “Brute Neighbors” (1981-1995), and “Conclusion” (2027-2046). Herman Melville, “Bartleby” (2363-2384); Walt Whitman, Song of Myself (2920-2923; 2937-2982); Emily Dickinson, poems (2554-2597), especially “Safe in their Alabaster Chambers” (#124; 2560), “There’s a certain Slant of light” (#320; 2567), “I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,” (#340; 2568), “This was a Poet—It is That” (#446; 2575), “Because I could not stop for Death—” (#479; 2578), “I heard a Fly buzz—when I died—” (#591; 2579), “I started Early—Took my Dog—” (#656; 2582), “Tell all the truth but tell it slant -” (#1263; 2590).

Is it too late to turn back...?