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Definitions of Stylistics:
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Disciplines: Linguistics Literary Criticism
Stylistics
SPEECH ACT – The theory that “many utterances are significant not so much in terms of
what they say, but rather in terms of what they do” (Sullivan, et al., 1994, p. 293).
Handouts RZM, p. 2
When Charley got a little gin inside him he started telling war yarns for the first
time in his life.
He stayed till late in the evening telling them about miraculous conversions of
unbelievers, extreme unction on the firing line, a vision of the young Christ
he’d seen walking among the wounded in a dressing station during a gas
attack.
The waiter told him that Carranza’s troops had lost Torreon and that Villa and
Zapata were closing in on the Federal Dist.
5) Free Indirect Discourse (FID) – grammatically & mimetically bet. ID & Direct
Discourse. FID resembles ID in person & tense, while it resembles DD in not
being strictly subordinate to a ‘higher’ verb of saying/thinking, and in deictic
elements, the word-order of questions, and the admissibility of various DD
features.
Why the hell shouldn’t they know, weren’t they off’n her and out to see the
goddam town and he’d better come along.
Fainy’s head suddenly got very light. Bright boy, that’s me, ambition and
literary taste …. Gee, I must finish Looking Backward … and jez, I like reading
fine, an’ I could run a linotype or set up print if anybody’d let me. Fifteen
bucks a week … pretty soft, ten dollars’ raise.
Handouts RZM, p. 3
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From: PASILYO 8
by Antonio Maria Nieva
One day along Pasilyo 8, in an entresuelo that passed for home for Bianong and
Estela, for Ikong, Tenteng and Miniang and the baby called Biik, one day the katsa
curtains shut out the sky. Bianong touched a lapad to his lips, and the baby cried
from hunger, and Ikong was terrified of his father, and Tenteng and Miniang lay as
still as death, and Estela, and Estela, and Estela ...
Somewhere in the morning a radio came to life, and Aling Upe a door away was
berating her Sigue-Sigue-Sputnik son, and still farther on, the puto vendor was
singing, Puuuuuuuuto! Itoy Bayag, the kubrador, was collecting the early bets for Jai-
alai, working his way down from the far end of the Pasilyo, and at exactly 12 noon,
he was going to poke his head through the door to ask if Bianong had any sondo to
bet with, which was not likely, and also to see if by any chance Estela was not
wearing anything under her cotton shift. Bianong touched the lapad to his lips. A fly
buzzed and alighted on his arm, and he banged the table with his fist. The baby cried
harder, and Ikong cringed, and Tenteng and Miniang lay unmoving.
Handouts RZM, p. 5
The morning reeled in Bianong’s mind, and reeled before his eyes, and he was
growing more irritated because it would not stand still long enough for him to think,
and how could a man think clearly in all this when there was no milk for Biik and not
even any aspirin for Tenteng and Miniang?
Poor Bianong, poor Estela, poor Ikong, and Biik, and Tenteng and Miniang. Poor
Estela who had to work all night so her family could eat, and Bianong, ay, what a
burden he was the lazy carabao. The fishwives clucked their tongues, and straddled
the edge of his vision, safely beyond reach, mocking him. Bianong touched the lapad
to his lips then shook his fist at them. He wanted to kill them, kill them, kill, kill them,
but Pareng Isko merely laughed. Look, Pare, hahaha, they are only envious of you.
He slapped his knee and winked at Mareng Estela when she emerged with a platter
of pinapaitang aso, and winked at Pareng Bianong as they touched their lapads
together, Pareng Isko saying, “tagay,” and Bianong saying, “tagay,” and when their
Marka Demonyo was empty, he called Ikong and sent him out to Aling Upe’s for
more.
(77) “I don’t feel any way,” the girl said. “I just know things.”
(78) “I don’t want you to do anything that you don’t want to do--”
(79) “Nor that isn’t good for me,” she said. “I know. Could we have another beer?”
(80) “All right. But you’ve got to realize--”
(81) “I realize,” the girl said. “Can’t we maybe stop talking?
They sat down at the table and the girl looked across at the hills on the dry
side of the valley and the man looked at her and the table.
(82) “You’ve got to realize,” he said, “that I don’t want you to do it if you don’t want
to. I’m perfectly willing to go through with it if it means anything to you.”
(83) “Doesn’t it mean anything to you? We could get along.”
(84) “Of course it does. But I don’t want anybody but you. I don’t want any one else.
And I know it’s perfectly simple.”
(85) “Yes, you know it’s perfectly simple.”
(86) “It’s all right for you to say that, but I do know it.”
(87) “Would you do something for me now?”
(88) “I’d do anything for you.”
(89) “Would you please please please please please please please stop talking?”