For the translation department at Beykent:

FINAL EXAM

Please study following for the Final Exam:

Gulliver's Travels-Jonathan Swift
Paradise Lost-Milton
Sonnet's of Shakespeare and Edmund Spenser
Romeo and Juliet- W.Shakespeare

Wish you good luck!

best
gh

Reading Romeo and Juliet

We have read SCENE V (A hall in CAPULET’s house.) the first meeting of Romeo and Juliet at the party by Capulet's (p.13-15)

Please read  SCENE II :CAPULET’s orchard (p. 15-18) and read SCENE III :A churchyard; in it a tomb belonging to the CAPULETS (p. 42-46)

The play is here:

http://learningstorm.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/RMEOJLET-1.pdf

First meeting of Romeo and Juliet at the party, old film version

First meeting of Romeo and Juliet at the party, modern film version

Short Biography of Shakespeare

Poems by Talha Özdemir-Istanbul Bilgi Uni

A deserted heart

When the violets have elegance,

Though they flourish,

White skin is the eternity,

Innocence key to excellence.

Like a rose grow out of concrete

You will find yourself

In a situation,

No man ever could imagine.

The bond between us,

Cries of those who never touched,

In a palace or in a deserted heart,

The love is never enough...

(Untitled poem)

Death shall afraid, 

Not because of my bravery,

Mercy will kept by me,

Through the love of,

The ones that never,

Truly felt harmony.

Though some take a knee,

Promise, till death do us part,

Not a living could mean it,

But me.

Even the death itself,

Could not seperate,

The souls already,

Bond and affiliate,

Before the creation,

At the burgatory.

prezi fro G.Travel's

prezi for G. Travel's

prezi for G.Travel's

For Ist- Bilgi Uni. pls print out for class on 19.12.2017

Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow: And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st; Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:    So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,    So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Sonnet 130: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun

BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

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 damasked, 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.

Please print for class at 12.12.2017

When I Consider How My Light Is Spent

John Milton, 1608 - 1674

When I consider how my light is spent,
   Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
   And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
   My true account, lest He returning chide;
   “Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?”
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, “God doth not need
   Either man’s work or His own gifts. Who best
   Bear His mild yoke, they serve Him best. His state
Is kingly: thousands at His bidding speed,
   And post o’er land and ocean without rest;
   They also serve who only stand and wait.”

To IST BILGI Pls read until next class

pls read Gulliver's Travels Part IV. chapter 1,2,3

and John Milton's "Paradise Lost": 

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45718/paradise-lost-book-1-1674-version

DO NOT MISS THE CONFERENCE HELD BY THE TRANSLATION CLUB at Beykent Uni: 06.12.2017, Avalon, 16.00

For the class on 5.12.2017 at IST BILGI

Please print out:

Holy Sonnets: Death, be not proud

BY JOHN DONNE

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee 

Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; 

For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow 

Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. 

From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, 

Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow, 

And soonest our best men with thee do go, 

Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. 

Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, 

And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, 

And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well 

And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then? 

One short sleep past, we wake eternally 

And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die. 

The Flea

BY JOHN DONNE

Mark but this flea, and mark in this,   

How little that which thou deniest me is;   

It sucked me first, and now sucks thee,

And in this flea our two bloods mingled be;   

Thou know’st that this cannot be said

A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead,

    Yet this enjoys before it woo,

    And pampered swells with one blood made of two,

    And this, alas, is more than we would do.

Oh stay, three lives in one flea spare,

Where we almost, nay more than married are.   

This flea is you and I, and this

Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is;   

Though parents grudge, and you, w'are met,   

And cloistered in these living walls of jet.

    Though use make you apt to kill me,

    Let not to that, self-murder added be,

    And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.

Cruel and sudden, hast thou since

Purpled thy nail, in blood of innocence?   

Wherein could this flea guilty be,

Except in that drop which it sucked from thee?   

Yet thou triumph’st, and say'st that thou   

Find’st not thy self, nor me the weaker now;

    ’Tis true; then learn how false, fears be:

    Just so much honor, when thou yield’st to me,

    Will waste, as this flea’s death took life from thee.

An Epitaph on S.P.

BY BEN JONSON

A Child of Queen Elizabeth's Chapel

Weep with me, all you that read 

This little story: 

And know, for whom a tear you shed 

Death's self is sorry. 

'Twas a child, that so did thrive 

In grace and feature, 

As heaven and nature seem'd to strive 

Which own'd the creature. 

Years he number'd scarce thirteen 

When fates turn'd cruel, 

Yet three fill'd zodiacs had he been 

The stage's jewel; 

And did act (what now we moan) 

Old men so duly, 

As, sooth, the Parcæ thought him one, 

He play'd so truly. 

So, by error, to his fate 

They all consented; 

But viewing him since (alas, too late) 

They have repented; 

And have sought (to give new birth) 

In baths to steep him; 

But being so much too good for earth, 

Heaven vows to keep him. 

For the class on 5.12.2017 at IST BILGI

       Please read Part III chapter 1,2 and 3 from Gulliver's Travel.

Anectodes

FOR NEXT CLASS-IST BILGI 28.11.2017

Pls read PART 2, Chapter 1: A Voyage to Brobdingnag
              PART 2, Chapter 2
              PART 2, Chapter 3
              PART ', Chapter 4

I would like to thank my students who e-mailed me, text messaged me and showed up at the office to celebrate the "teachers day". 

I am still smiling at your excitement.

have a nice weekend 🌸

best

gh

TO IST BILGI

Dear Students,

I would like to thank those who have received a straight A at the exam and others who gave their best. I enjoyed reading your papers.
I will try to upload your grades on Bilgilearn, if not, you can check your grades on Tuesday.

Please print out the poems of John Dryden below.
And read Chapter I and Chapter II (p.10-37) of Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift.

you can find the book here:

https://www.planetebook.com/ebooks/Gullivers-Travels.pdf

best
gh

PLS PRINT OUT FOR CLASS ON TUESDAY 21.11.2017

Marriage a-la-Mode

BY JOHN DRYDEN

Why should a foolish marriage vow, 

Which long ago was made, 

Oblige us to each other now 

When passion is decay'd? 

We lov'd, and we lov'd, as long as we could, 

Till our love was lov'd out in us both: 

But our marriage is dead, when the pleasure is fled: 

'Twas pleasure first made it an oath. 

If I have pleasures for a friend, 

And farther love in store, 

What wrong has he whose joys did end, 

And who could give no more? 

'Tis a madness that he should be jealous of me, 

Or that I should bar him of another: 

For all we can gain is to give our selves pain, 

When neither can hinder the other.

A Song for St. Cecilia's Day, 1687

BY JOHN DRYDEN

Stanza 1 

From harmony, from Heav'nly harmony 

               This universal frame began. 

       When Nature underneath a heap 

               Of jarring atoms lay, 

       And could not heave her head, 

The tuneful voice was heard from high, 

               Arise ye more than dead. 

Then cold, and hot, and moist, and dry, 

       In order to their stations leap, 

               And music's pow'r obey. 

From harmony, from Heav'nly harmony 

               This universal frame began: 

               From harmony to harmony 

Through all the compass of the notes it ran, 

       The diapason closing full in man. 

Stanza 2 

What passion cannot music raise and quell! 

                When Jubal struck the corded shell, 

         His list'ning brethren stood around 

         And wond'ring, on their faces fell 

         To worship that celestial sound: 

Less than a god they thought there could not dwell 

                Within the hollow of that shell 

                That spoke so sweetly and so well. 

What passion cannot music raise and quell! 

Stanza 3 

         The trumpet's loud clangor 

                Excites us to arms 

         With shrill notes of anger 

                        And mortal alarms. 

         The double double double beat 

                Of the thund'ring drum 

         Cries, hark the foes come; 

Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. 

Stanza 4 

         The soft complaining flute 

         In dying notes discovers 

         The woes of hopeless lovers, 

Whose dirge is whisper'd by the warbling lute. 

Stanza 5 

         Sharp violins proclaim 

Their jealous pangs, and desperation, 

Fury, frantic indignation, 

Depth of pains and height of passion, 

         For the fair, disdainful dame. 

Stanza 6 

But oh! what art can teach 

         What human voice can reach 

The sacred organ's praise? 

Notes inspiring holy love, 

Notes that wing their Heav'nly ways 

         To mend the choirs above. 

Stanza 7 

Orpheus could lead the savage race; 

And trees unrooted left their place; 

                Sequacious of the lyre: 

But bright Cecilia rais'd the wonder high'r; 

         When to her organ, vocal breath was giv'n, 

An angel heard, and straight appear'd 

                Mistaking earth for Heav'n. 

GRAND CHORUS 

As from the pow'r of sacred lays 

         The spheres began to move, 

And sung the great Creator's praise 

         To all the bless'd above; 

So when the last and dreadful hour 

   This crumbling pageant shall devour, 

The trumpet shall be heard on high, 

         The dead shall live, the living die, 

         And music shall untune the sky.

John Dryden “Epigram on Milton” (1688)

 

Three Poets, in three distant Ages born,

Greece, Italy, and England did adorn.

 The First in loftiness of thought surpassed;

 The Next in Majesty; in both the Last.

 The force of Nature could no farther go:

 To make a third she joined the former two.

THE RESTORATION AND THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY, 1660-1785

• The Restoration period begins in 1660, the year in which King Charles II (the exiled Stuart king) was restored to the English throne.
• England, Scotland, and Wales were united as Great Britain by the 1707 Act of Union.
• The period is one of increasing commercial prosperity and global trade for Britain.
• Literacy expanded to include the middle classes and even some of the poor.
• Emerging social ideas included politeness―a behavioral standard to which anyone might aspire―and new rhetoric of liberty and rights, sentiment and sympathy.

CONDITIONS OF LITERARY PRODUCTION

• The Stage Licensing Act (1737) established a form of dramatic censorship in which the Lord Chamberlain pre-approved and licensed all plays for performance in London.
• Censorship of other print material changed radically with the 1710 Statute of Anne, the first British copyright law not tied to government approval of a book's contents.
• Copyrights were typically held by booksellers.
• The term "public sphere" refers to the material texts concerning matters of national interest and also to the public venues (including coffeehouses, clubs, taverns, parks, etc.) where readers circulated and discussed these texts.
• Thanks to greatly increased literacy rates (by 1800, 60-70 percent of adult men could read, versus 25 percent in 1600), the eighteenth century was the first to sustain a large number of professional authors. Genteel writers could benefit from both patronage and the subscription system; "Grub Street" hacks at the lower end of the profession were employed on a piecework basis.
• Women published widely.
• Reading material, though it remained unaffordable to the laboring classes, was frequently shared. Circulating libraries began in the 1740s.
• Capital letters began to be used only at the beginnings of sentences and for proper names, and the use of italics was reduced.

RESTORATION LITERATURE, 1600-1700

• Dryden was the most influential writer of the Restoration, for he wrote in every form important to the period―occasional verse, comedy, tragedy, heroic plays, odes, satires, translations of classical works—and produced influential critical essays concerning how one ought to write these forms.
• Restoration prose style grew more like witty, urbane conversation and less like the intricate, rhetorical style of previous writers like John Milton and John Donne.
• Simultaneously, Restoration literature continued to appeal to heroic ideals of love and honor, particularly on stage, in heroic tragedy.
• The other major dramatic genre was the Restoration comedy of manners, which emphasizes sexual intrigue and satirizes the elite's social behavior with witty dialogue.

To IST BILGI

Dear Students,

The midterm test will cover the material from the last 4 classes.

Please study figure of speech, the last poems we analyzed in class and Josef Conrad’s “The Heart of Darkness”.

DO NOT LEAVE ANY BLANK SPACES!

There will be no Make- Up or Back- Up exams for the MIDTERM.

Please come to the class or designated room ON TIME.

The results will be announced at Bilgilearn.

You are responsible to bring a pen to the test. Do not bring any paper, books, dictionary, and notes with you.

 Unfortunately, I won’t be able to attend the MIDTERM and the supervisor will NOT offer any interpretation of any exam question or add additional information other than the information that is explicit on your MIDTERM exam.

Prepare your ID card and Student ID for the identity check.

At the end of the exam, the test booklet will be collected. Please do not forget to write your NAME AND SURNAME.

If you finish with more than 10 minutes remaining, you may present your papers to the supervisor and leave quietly. Otherwise please remain seated and follow the instructions.

Students are strictly forbidden from adopting unfair means in the midterm test.

 If a student is detected by the supervisor while adopting or to have adopted unfair means, he/she may be given a "Fail" grade for the midterm exam or for the course at the discretion of the invigilator/the course teacher.

The exam will look like the Quiz with two additional questions.

I wish you good luck!

Best

gülrenk 

Asıl marifet buluttaydı ama herkes yağmura şiir yazdı. - Cahit Zarifoğlu