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  1. 1.     Don Quixote : Don Quixote is a Spanish novel by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra. It follows the adventures of Alonso Quixano, an hidalgo who reads so many chivalric novels that he decides to set out to revive chivalry, under the name Don Quixote. He recruits a simple farmer, Sancho Panza, as his squire, who often employs a unique, earthly wit in dealing with Don Quixote's rhetorical orations on antiquated knighthood. Don Quixote is met by the world as it is, initiating such themes as intertextuality, realism, metatheatre, and literary representation.

 

 

 2.      Chivalry : Chivalry is a code of conduct associated with the medieval institution of knighthood

 

 

 3.      Chivalric romance :

As a literary genre of high culture, romance or chivalric romance is a style of prose and

verse narrative that was popular in the aristocratic circles of High Medieval and Early Modern Europe.

 

 

 4.      The Lord of the Rings :

      The Lord of the Rings is an epic high fantasy novel written by English author J. R. R. Tolkien.

      The story began as a sequel to Tolkien's 1937 children's fantasy novel The Hobbit, but eventually

      developed into a much larger work. It was written in stages between 1937 and 1949, much

      of it during World War II. It is the second best-selling novel ever written, with over 150 million copies sold.

 

 

 5.      Sancho Panza:

Sancho Panza is a fictional character in the novel Don Quixote written by Spanish

author Don Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra in 1605. Sancho acts as squire to Don Quixote,

and provides comments throughout the novel, known as sanchismos, that are a combination

of broad humour, ironic Spanish proverbs, and earthy wit. "Panza" in Spanish means "belly" .   

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 6.      Francis Albert "Frank" Sinatra :

was an American singer and film actor. Beginning his musical career in the swing era as a boy

singer with Harry James and Tommy Dorsey, Sinatra found success as a solo artist from the early

to mid-1940s after being signed by Columbia Records in 1943.

Frank Sinatra - The Impossible dream  

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 7.      Excalibur :

   Excalibur is the legendary sword of King Arthur, sometimes attributed with magical powers or

  associated with the rightful sovereignty of Great Britain. Sometimes Excalibur and the Sword in

  the Stone are said to be the same weapon, but in most versions they are considered separate.

  The sword was associated with the Arthurian legend very early. In Welsh, the sword is called

  Caledfwlch; in Cornish, the sword is called Calesvol

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8.      La Belle Dame Sans Merci :

      O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrel’s granary is full,
And the harvest’s done.

I see a lily on thy brow,
With anguish moist and fever-dew,
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast withereth too.

I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful—a faery’s child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.

I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan

I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faery’s song.

She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna-dew,
And sure in language strange she said—
‘I love thee true’.

She took me to her Elfin grot,
And there she wept and sighed full sore,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four.

And there she lullèd me asleep,
And there I dreamed—Ah! woe betide!—
The latest dream I ever dreamt
On the cold hill side.

I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried—‘La Belle Dame sans Merci
Hath thee in thrall!’

I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gapèd wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill’s side.

And this is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

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 9.       Sir Patrick Spens 

 

 

10.  Synecdoche

         A synecdoche (meaning "simultaneous understanding") is a figure of speech in which a term

         for a part of something refers to the whole of something, or vice-versa. An example is referring

         to workers as hired hands.

         Synecdoche is a rhetorical trope and a type of figurative speech similar to metonymy

         a figure of speech in which a term that denotes one thing is used to refer to a related thing.

         Indeed, synecdoche is sometimes considered a subclass of metonymy. It is more distantly  

         related to other figures of speech, such as metaphor.

 

 

11.   Preface to the Lyrical Ballads :

        The Preface to the Lyrical Ballads is an essay, composed by William Wordsworth,

        for the second edition of the poetry collection Lyrical Ballads, and then greatly

        expanded in the third edition of 1802.    

 

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                 William Wordsworth

 

12.    Richard Cory :

        "Richard Cory" is a narrative poem written by Edwin Arlington Robinson. It was first published in 1897,

         as part of The Children of the Night, having been completed in July of that year, and remains one of

         Robinson's most popular and anthologized poems.

          Whenever Richard Cory went downtown,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean-favored, and imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich – yes, richer than a king –
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.

 

 

 13.     No man is an island – John Donne

          No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.

 

 

  14.    The Old Man and the Sea :

is a novel written by the American author Ernest Hemingway in 1951 in Cuba,

and published in 1952. It was the last major work of fiction to be produced by

Hemingway and published in his lifetime. One of his most famous works,

it centers upon Santiago, an aging fisherman who struggles with a giant marlin far out

in the Gulf Stream. The Old Man and the Sea was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction

in 1953 and was cited by the Nobel Committee as contributing to the awarding

of the Nobel Prize in Literature to Hemingway in 1954.

 

15.       somewhere i have never travelled 

 

 somewhere i have never traveled,gladly beyond 

  1. any experience,your eyes have their silence:
    in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
    or which i cannot touch because they are too near

    your slightest look easily will unclose me
    though i have closed myself as fingers,
    you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
    (touching skillfully,mysteriously)her first rose

    or if your wish be to close me,i and
    my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
    as when the heart of this flower imagines
    the snow carefully everywhere descending;

    nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
    the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
    compels me with the colour of its countries,
    rendering death and forever with each breathing

    (i do not know what is is about you that closes
    and opens; only something in me understands
    the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
    nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

    --E.E.Cummings(1894-1962)

 

 

 

16. The Great Gatsby - He kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for   

                                           him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

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 17.  Robert Burns A Red, Red Rose   

          O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That’s sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry:

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only Luve
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

              My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose

 

 

18.    Bread - If 

 

If a man could be two places at one time,I'd be with you.               
Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,
I'd spend the end with you.And when the world was through.
Then one by one the stars would all go out,
and you and I would simply fly away.
If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why can't I paint you?
The words will never show.the you I've come to know.
if a face could launch a thousand ships,
Then where am I to go?
There's no one home but you,You're all that's left me too.
And when my love for life is running dry,
You come and pour yourself on me.
If a man could be two places at one time, I'd be with you.
Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,
I'd spend the end with you.And when the world was through.
Then one by one the stars would all go out,
and you and I would simply fly away.

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