Epic, Fable, Short Story, Legend


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Epic, Fable, Short Story, Legend

  1. 1. Use Epic in a sentence  ep·ic  [ep-ik] Show IPA  adjective Also, ep·i·cal.1.noting or pertaining to a long poeti c composition, usuallycentered upon a hero, in which a series of great achievementsor events is narrated in elevated style : Homer's Iliad is an epicpoem.  2.resembling or suggesting such poetry: an epic novel on th efounding of the country.  3.heroic; majestic; impressively great: the epic events of the war.  4.of unusually great size or extent: a crime wave of epicpro portions.  5.Slang. spectacular; very impressive; awesome: Their burge rs andfries are epic!
  2. 2.  An epic (from the Ancient Greek adjective ἐπικός (epikos), from ἔπος (epos) "word, story, poem") is a lengthy narrative poem, ordinarily concerning a serious subject containing details of heroic deeds and events significant to a culture or nation. Oral poetry may qualify as an epic, and Albert Lord and Milman Parry have argued that classical epics were fundamentally an oral poetic form. Another type of epic poetry is epyllion (plural: epyllia), which is a brief narrative poem with a romantic ormythological theme. The term, which means 'little epic', came into use in the nineteenth century. It refers primarily to the erudite, shorter hexameter poems of the Hellenistic period and the similar works composed at Rome from the age of the neoterics; to a lesser degree, the term includes some poems of the English Renaissance, particularly those influenced by Ovid. The most famous example of classical epyllion is perhaps Catullus 64.
  3. 3. LEGENDS OLDEN DAYS BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN The legends olden days, Breathe once again, Under flight's fantasy. Innocence maiden's, Never yielding treasures, Most precious keepsake. Heroes nay concord by, Beauties most fare. Lay down there arms, Kneeling in prayer. Hopes salvation a,
  4. 4. Delicate tender hearts rose, In repose. Illusions playground, Imaginations mystical realm. The black night rides forward, As destiny’s last dragon, Shoots flames fiery rain. Withered hands upon there staff, The aged wizard stalks a, Timeless path. On downy wings steed, Pegasus fly’s high above, The earth and sea. Unicorns challenge one, Another as the winds, Blow through silken mains. Ancient bard pass down, Forgotten by ways. Drink long and deep from, Clarity's crystal streams. Sing he of forgotten times, To be relived within his, Melodic song.
  5. 5. Mad Mind “Mad Mind” I am seeing things that are not there; I hear my name whispered softly in the night air, I feel a presence in this house, it follows me everywhere, I hear strange noises in the attic, do I dare? I long for faith at my side, but have only fear, Hunted by an invisible beast, who hides with an evil glint in his red eyes, I flee from the attic and run to the stairs, but I hear sinister laughing come from down there. Why is the night so dark and the air so cold? How I wish the lights would turn back on.
  6. 6. I feel the monster everywhere, As if I am trapped in a treacherous house of mirrors, But when I dare to stare, I find only me standing there. Where did this darkness come from? My only hope is to breathe this malignant air. Sprinting from my house, I hide in the woods But I can feel the breathing of creatures, and smell fire everywhere. Onto a lonely old road I run, but my predator is waiting for me there. Up ahead is an abandoned farm house, that was destroyed long ago by the fire in this air. Across the open field, salvation awaits there, A empty church with open doors, and a powerful cross that hangs there. Now I see it is the Devil trying to beat me there, The perverted Angel spreads its rotting wings and ascends into the night air, It laughs, it roars, it screams, then it calls my name and say’s “I am the one who has always been there.” Into the church I run, surely God will protect me there.
  7. 7. Thirsty Feeling about Nature and love Seating nearby valley side, Astonished by seeing a nature's serene beauty. Amidst Grassy hills, zigzagically mounted on the stupefying homeland. Pristine Water, Sliding from the highest peak, Flowing in its own way, Wondering about its challenging destiny. Love the way you are. I owe you for myself!! Wind's whispered, Cheering in its ain way.
  8. 8. Chanting of music beats, Recited with a soothing intonation. Birds speaking eloquently. Dazzling due to marvellous rainbow. Love the way you are, I owe you for myself!! Amazing and enamoured environment aroused my emotions, Feeling Shy to express. Missing my dream person,my Mr.Adam. Versatile persona where are you? Come here and hug me. Fuel me up with spirit. Gift me a smile. Until forever fades away, Endure me. Love the way you are. I owe you for myself!! Finished dropping stones in water. Gladly waiting for your arrival. Testing patience is all enough now. Wanted to feel the gist of love. Desire to fulfil wish with pure heart and soul. Auspicious moments provoking to capture Love the way you are, I owe you for myself!!
  9. 9.  1.a short tale to teach a moral lesson, often with anima ls or inanimate objects as characters; apologue: the fable of the tortoise and the hare; Aesop's fables.  2.a story not founded on fact: This biography is largely a self-laudatory fable.  3.a story about supernatural or extraordinary persons o r incidents; legend: the fables of gods and heroes.  4.legends or myths collectively: the heroes of Greek fable.  5.an untruth; falsehood: This boast of a cure is a medica l fable.
  10. 10.  Fable is a literary genre. A fable is a succinct fictional story, in prose or verse, that features animals, mythical creatures, plants, inanimate objects or forces of nature which are anthropomorphized (given human qualities such as verbal communication), and that illustrates or leads to an interpretation of a moral lesson (a "moral"), which may at the end be added explicitly in a pithy maxim.  A fable differs from a parable in that the latter excludes animals, plants, inanimate objects, and forces of nature as actors that assume speech and other powers of humankind.
  11. 11. The Bat and the Weasels A Bat who fell upon the ground and was caught by a Weasel pleaded to be spared his life. The Weasel refused, saying that he was by nature the enemy of all birds. The Bat assured him that he was not a bird, but a mouse, and thus was set free. Shortly afterwards the Bat again fell to the ground and was caught by another Weasel, whom he likewise entreated not to eat him. The Weasel said that he had a special hostility to mice. The Bat assured him that he was not a mouse, but a bat, and thus a second time escaped.
  12. 12. THE WOLF AND THE HOUSE DOG There was once a Wolf who got very little to eat because the Dogs of the village were so wide awake and watchful. He was really nothing but skin and bones, and it made him very downhearted to think of it. One night this Wolf happened to fall in with a fine fat House Dog who had wandered a little too far from home. The Wolf would gladly have eaten him then and there, but the House Dog looked strong enough to leave his marks should he try it. So the Wolf spoke very humbly to the Dog, complimenting him on his fine appearance. "You can be as well-fed as I am if you want to," replied the Dog. "Leave the woods; there you live miserably. Why, you have to fight hard for every bite you get. Follow my example and you will get along beautifully." "What must I do?" asked the Wolf. "Hardly anything," answered the House Dog. "Chase people who carry canes, bark at beggars, and fawn on the people of the house. In return you will get tidbits of every kind, chicken bones, choice bits of meat, sugar, cake, and much more beside, not to speak of kind words and caresses."
  13. 13. The Wolf had such a beautiful vision of his coming happiness that he almost wept. But just then he noticed that the hair on the Dog's neck was worn and the skin was chafed. "What is that on your neck?" "Nothing at all," replied the Dog. "What! nothing!" "Oh, just a trifle!" "But please tell me." "Perhaps you see the mark of the collar to which my chain is fastened." "What! A chain!" cried the Wolf. "Don't you go wherever you please?" "Not always! But what's the difference?" replied the Dog. "All the difference in the world! I don't care a rap for your feasts and I wouldn't take all the tender young lambs in the world at that price." And away ran the Wolf to the woods.
  14. 14. A short story is a brief work of literature, usually written in narrative prose. Emerging from earlier oral storytelling traditions in the 17th century, the short story has grown to encompass a body of work so diverse as to defy easy characterization. At its most prototypical the short story features a small cast of named characters, and focuses on a self-contained incident with the intent of evoking a "single effect" or mood. In so doing, short stories make use of plot, resonance, and other dynamic components to a far greater degree than is typical of an anecdote, yet to a far lesser degree than a novel. While the short story is largely distinct from the novel, authors of both generally draw from a common pool of literary techniques.
  15. 15.  1. A short story is a piece of prose fiction which can be read at a single sitting.  2. It ought to combine objective matter-of-fact description with poetic atmosphere.  3. It ought to present a unified impression of tone, colour and effect  "unity of effect" (Poe)  4. It mostly shows a decisive moment of life (which can entail a fatal blow).  5. There is often little action, hardly any character development, but we get a  snapshot of life (slice-of-life story).  6. Its plot is not very complex (in contrast to the novel), but it creates a unified  impression and leaves us with a vivid sensation rather than a number of remem-  bered facts.  7. There is a close connection between the short story and the poem as there is in  both a unique union of idea and structure.  8. There is a limited set of characters, one single action and a simple plot  (often: exposition, complication, crisis, sad / happy ending).
  16. 16. The Hospitality of The Pigeon Once upon a time, there lived two pigeons. They were husband and wife. They spend their day looking for food. In the evening they would come and rest on their favorite tree in the forest. One evening, the wife returned home early. A usual she was waiting for herhusband, when suddenly it started raining. She strated to worry. “Where are you, my dear? You never get so late,” she whispered to herself. Just then she saw a bird-catcher coming towards her. In a cage he had a pigeon. It was her husband. “OH no, what shall I do now” I wish I can help my husband,” she said. She desperately tried to distract the bird-catcher by flapping her wings, but all in vain.
  17. 17. Soon, it stopped raining. “Brrr! It is so cold,” said the bird-catcher. His clothes were wet. He decided to sit under the same tree where the two pigeons lived. The poor wife sat by her husband’s cage. And she started to cry. The husband said. “Do not feel sad, dear. We now have a guest. This man is shivering and hungry. He needs your help.” Hearing this, the wife flew around getting dry twigs. She made a fire for the bird-catcher. Then she looked at the bird-catcher and said, “You are our guest, since I have no food to offer, I will jump into this fire. In few minutes I will become an edible item for you. You can eat me.” By now, the bird-catcher was overwhelmed by the hospitality of the humblepigeon couple. He at once stopped the wife jumping into the fire. He opened the cage and set the husband free. “I have been cruel and selfish. I will never trap any bird in my net again,” said the bird-catcher and went away. The two pigeons were happy to be reunited.
  18. 18. The Bonded Donkey In a small village, there lived a potter. He had a donkey. Everyday his donkey would carry soil from the field to his house. Since the field was quite far off, the potter would rest under a tree midway, tying his donkey nearby. One day, the potter forgot to take the rope with which he tied the donkeyeveryday. When he reached the tree, he thought, “How do I tie this donkeytoday? He might run away if I sleep. “The potter decided to tie down holding the donkey’s ears so that the donkey would not run away.
  19. 19. But this way neither the donkey was comfortable nor the potter was able to take rest. A saint, who happened to be passing by, saw the potter holding on to the donkey’s ears. Then the saint wanted to know what the problem of the potter was. When the potter told the saint what the problem was, the wise saint said, “Take the donkey to the place where you tie him everyday. Pretend to tie him using an imaginary rope. I assure you he won’t run away.” The potter did whatthe saint had said. He left the donkey and went to take a nap. When he woke up, to his surprise and relief, he found the donkey standing in the same place.
  20. 20. Soon the potter prepared to leave for home. But the donkey did not move. “What is wrong with this donkey!” exclaimed the potter in frustration. Luckily, the potter saw the wise saint again. He ran up to the saint and told him about the donkey’s strange behavior. The saint said, “You tied up the donkey, but did you untie him?” Go and pretend to untie the rope with which you had tied the donkey.” The potter followed the saint’s advice. Now the donkey was ready to leave for home. The potter understood
  21. 21. A traditional historical tale (or collection of related tales) popularly regarded as true but usually containing a mixture of fact and fiction.
  22. 22. A legend (Latin, legenda, "things to be read") is a narrative of human actions that are perceived both by teller and listeners to take place within human history and to possess certain qualities that give the tale verisimilitude. Legend, for its active and passive participants includes no happenings that are outside the realm of "possibility", defined by a highly flexible set of parameters, which may include miracles that are perceived as actually having happened, within the specific tradition ofindoctrination where the legend arises, and within which it may be transformed over time, in order to keep it fresh and vital, and realistic. A majority of legends operate within the realm of uncertainty, never being entirely believed by the participants, but also never being resolutely doubted.
  23. 23. The Legend of Makahiya Long time ago, there was a couple in Barangay Masagana (Pampanga today) who wanted a daughter. Their wish was granted and the wife gave birth to a baby girl. They called her Maria. Maria was very beautiful but very shy that she wouldn't go out from their house. Weeks later, Spaniards came to their town. The Spaniards were very cruel that they get everything they wanted. They rob houses and kill everyone who gets in their way and who refuses to give what they wanted. The couple was very frightened to lose their daughter so, they hid Maria in the bushes so the Spaniards couldn't find her. After the Spaniards left their town, the couple tried to look for Maria but they couldn't find her even in the bushes where they hid her, instead they found a little plant that is very sensitive that when you touch it, it would immediately close. So they thought it was their daughter, Maria. They called the plant "Makahiya" that means "touch me not," like their daughter who was very shy.
  24. 24. The Legends of Mt. Mayon Once there was a princess named Daragang Magayon (Daraga means lady, Magayon is beautiful) who lived in Bicol. She's so beautiful. She came from the family that reigns over the entire Bicol. Because of her beauty and influence, warriors, princes and datus from different parts of the country desired to have her as their wife. But Magayon fell in love with a warrior named Handiong, a prince who came from a tribe that was, unfortunately, the rival of Magayon's tribe. The two suffered so much from their respective family's attempts to separate them that they finally decided to flee. Unfortunately their families found out and fought a bloody tribal war. This caused the young couple so much pain they decided together to commit suicide. The tribes buried the lovers separately. Months passed when Magayon's tribe saw a volcano growing in the place where Magayon was buried. They named it for Daragang Magayon. "Bulkang Magayon" describing its perfect shape like their beautiful Daraga. And then there's the story of an uncle Magayon*, whose anger depicts how violent the mountain can become.
  25. 25. It seems that there once lived a very beautiful native princess who had an uncle named Magayon. He was so possessive of his niece that no man dared to challenge his wrath by courting the favors of the young maiden. One day, however, a brave and virile warrior was so smitten by the princess that he threw all cares to the wind, clambered up through the window of the royal chamber and enticed the girl to elope with him. With Magayon at their heels, the couple prayed to the gods for assistance. Suddenly from out of nowhere, a landslide buried the raging uncle alive. Local folks now claim that it is Magayon's anger bursting forth in the form of eruptions. (* now I don't know about you, but having a male name that means beautiful would definitely evoke such anger in me. *joke, joke, joke*) :-) I heard still another story that tells of Daragang Magayon's lover being killed by her family that she fled from them in anger. The next day, a beautiful but angry mountain grew where Magayon was last seen.
  26. 26.  Irish Nicole Lihaylihay Angeline Idjao