Past Paper Literary Criticism 2018 | M.A. English Part II (PU) | Eureka Study Aids

Attempt any FOUR questions. All questions carry equal marks. 

1. Aristotle redifines Poetry not as an imitation of some ideal reality, but a more creative endeavor to improve upon different forms of reality. Prove or refute the statement. 

2. According to Aristotle the tragic hero "must be an intermediate kind of a person, a man not pre-eminently just and virtuous, whose misfortune, however, is brought upon him not by voice or depravity but by some error of judgment." Elaborate. 

3. "Nature's world is brazen, only a poet creates a golden one." What is you opinion? Elaborate with examples from Sidney's book An Apology for Poetry. 

4. Discuss Eliot's ideal theory of imperonality in Poetry. How is it relevant to some of the modern Poetic texts that you have read. 

5. "Modern tragedy is not what happens to the hero what what happens through him." Elaborate with reference to Raymond Williams Book Modern Tragedy. 

6. Discuss the main contribution of Belsey as a critic. 

7. Critically analyze any ONE of the following poems. 

Love- An Essence of All Religions

Through love thorns become roes, and 

Through love vinegar becomes sweet wine, 

Through live the stake becomes a throne, 

Through love misfortune becomes good fortunes, 

Through love burning fire becomes pleasing light, 

Through love stone becomes soft as butter, 

Through love grief becomes a joy, 

Through love lions become harmless, 

Through love sickness becomes health, 

Through love wrath seems to be a mercy, 

Through love the dead rise to life, 

Through love the king becomes a slave. 

(Jalaluddin Rumi) 

OR 

A man of words and not of deeds, 

Is like a garden full of weeds. 

And when the weeds begin to grow

It's like a garden full of snow. 

And when the snow begins to fall, 

It's like a bird upon the wall.

And when the bird away does fly, 

It's like an eagle in the sky. 

And when the sky begins to roar

It's like a lion at the door. 

And when the door beings to crack, 

It's like a stick across your back. 

And when your back begins to smart, 

It's like a penknife in your heart. 

And when your heart begins to bleed, 

Your're dead and dead and dead indeed. 

(Charles Perrault)