SSC JHT sample papers for Translation

He lost heart and started to hate toil. Hope is the mother of zest: in hope there is life, strength and glory. Hope is the motive force of all life. He lost hope and grew indifferent. The necessities which he had been denying to himself for a whole year appeared no longer as beggars at his thresh-hold, but rather as monsters gripping his throat that would not let go their hold without receiving the offering which was their due!