LOYOLA COLLEGE (AUTONOMOUS), CHENNAI – 600 034
B.A. DEGREE EXAMINATION – ENGLISH LITERATURE
FIRST SEMESTER – APRIL 2012
EL 1501 – LITERARY FORMS AND LITERARY APPRECIATION
Date : 02-05-2012 Dept. No. Max. : 100 Marks
Time : 1:00 – 4:00
PART – A
- Answer the following in about 50 words each: (10 x 3 = 30)
- Name the three chief types of Ode.
- What is Ballad?
- Set forth the basic difference between the Italian sonnet and the English sonnet.
- Give any three examples of elegy in English poetry.
- How is satire different from lampoon?
- What is tragic-comedy?
- How does plot vary from story?
- Distinguish between rising action and falling action in drama.
- What are the six elements of tragedy as stated by Aristotle?
- Name the three ideals of the French Revolution.
PART – B
- Answer any FIVE of the following in about 150 words: (5 x 8 = 40)
- Cull out the salient features of epic poetry.
- Attempt a brief note on the aesthetic movement.
- Post Modernism is both a continuation and a break away from Modernism – Substantiate.
- Elucidate the chief features of Metaphysical poetry in English.
- Explain point of view in novel.
- Explicate Aristotle’s theory of tragic hero.
- Analyse the important precepts advocated by the Renaissance in literature.
- Present an appraisal of satirical comedy.
PART – C
III. Answer any ONE of the following in about 250 words: (1 x 15 = 15)
- Discuss in detail the origin and outcome of the Reformation movement in England.
- Compare and contrast the features of the Neo-Classical movement and the Romantic revival.
PART – D
- 21. Attempt an appreciation of the following poem in 200-250 words. (15 marks)
Sonnet No. 130
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
William Shakespeare