@nowanearlyNicemum, same here, I did French, German and History and the obligatory at the time General Studies, but I should have done English instead of History. Absolutely.
My Mum sat her A'level English the same year that I did A'levels (evening classes in her case), and did:
Sons and Lovers
A House for Mr Biswas
Coriolanus
Emma
Persuasion
And not sure what else. I know about those, because I have her annotated copies here. Mind you, her copy of the Rainbow is also very annotated so possibly 2 DHL??
At the risk of outing myself (always wanted to say that) I'm not in the UK and often find myself teaching the lit syllabus over here which is proper mental as the kids do an extract from EVERYTHING. Literally. They start with Beowulf and finish around the Handmaid's Tale. Obviously they end up understanding nothing and liking even less. Dd has just begged me for help with Tristram fucking Shandy to which I replied "no sodding idea" but thankfully is about to start the Romantics. A flower here, a bit of dope there. All nice and wafty-roundy. I enjoy doing the Canterbury Tales (also because I work part of the year there and it's my happy place) but only the Prioress. Gotta love a hypocrite.
French A'Level I did
Le Petit Prince
Don Juan (Moliere)
Andromache (Racine)
and.....something else.....which has obviously made a huge impression on me.
German A' level
Des Teufels General (loved this)
Dantons Tod (loved this too, and this is why I love A Place of Greater Safety. Our school copies had NO PUNCTUATION whatsoever! We spent hours putting in commas and things.
Das Wrack. Lenz short stories.
And....something else.....
French Lit university
Le Rouge et le Noir
Madame Bovary
Didn't opt for French lit after that.
Did a bonkers course called The Sociological Aspects of 20th Century Spanish Literature and did some extremely weird stuff that I can't remember the titles of, one had mud in the title and was about people living near a swamp, one was some surreal thing about a man thinking he was a dog, Or a dog was the protagonist. Or the wife treated him like a dog. He slept in a kennel anyway.
It's a wonder I ever opened a book again. 