My view about Northrop Frye: The Archetypes of Literature

                       

Northrop frye

                          

                              Archetypes criticism is a type of critical theory that  interprets the text focusing on recurring myths.  There are  imaginative or perspective of the way.He says that to archetypal critic has to be in held of whole nature and universal forms to human personality.'' Those reverberations as symbols or manifestations of universal human conflicts and desires.” 

               Archetypes story is not perfectly matches and some story are divided into other part. Northrop Frye gives this analogy to prove that as science – physics has grown today  as a separate branch of science. There concept are very different or perspective of the way. Criticism is organized of  knowledge and we can started to progressively. criticism is the only subdivision of literature, and so that, for the systematic organization of subject.There are very different or moral of the way, we can say the dominated of the criticism. If such a pattern exists, then criticism would be to art what philosophy is to wisdom and history to action.

  

                                               

                       We can see that in political and social images and grave diggers are marginalized in society or we can say that society are very powerful or contrasted of the way,  and also know that pseudo biological conception of them and genres as existing independent creation in this scene. There are critically view on a different or not easy.  The music, painting, rhythm and pattern there are all art may be conceived both temporally and spatially. We know that rhythm when it is temporal and patterns it is spatial. In time to be in past, present and future  as to music..There are most important of the past or present time or they can have immoral aspect of the way.  We may call the rhythm of literature the narrative, and the pattern, the simultaneous mental grasp of the verbal structure aspect of the way. 

 The Hero Poem 
Then he goes to his chamber, a grief-song chants 
alone for his lost. Too large all seems, 
homestead and house. So the helmet-of-Weders 
hid in his heart for Herebeald 
waves of woe.  

                           " poetry can only be made out of other poems; novels out of their novels.... All this was much clearer before the assimilation of literature to private enterprise concealed so many of the facts of criticism."