Novels of the Sisters Brontë: Jane Eyre, by Charlotte BrontëJ. Grant, 1905 |
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Page 92 - In the deep shade, at the farther end of the room, a figure ran backwards and forwards. What it was, whether beast or human being, one could not, at first sight, tell: it grovelled, seemingly, on all fours; it snatched and growled like some strange wild animal: but it was covered with clothing; and a quantity of dark, grizzled hair, wild as a mane, hid its head and face. 'Good-morrow, Mrs. Poole!' said Mr. Rochester. ''How are you? and how is your charge to-day?' 'We're tolerable, sir, I thank you,'...
Page 84 - I require and charge you both (as ye will answer at the dreadful day of judgment, when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed), that if either of you know any impediment why ye may not lawfully be joined together in matrimony, ye do now confess it; for be ye well assured that so many as are coupled together otherwise than God's word doth allow, are not joined together by God, neither is their matrimony lawful.
Page 63 - As I looked up at them, the moon appeared momentarily in that part of the sky which filled their fissure; her disk was blood-red and half overcast; she seemed to throw on me one bewildered, dreary glance, and buried herself again instantly in the deep drift of cloud.
Page 92 - Ah, sir, she sees you!" exclaimed Grace; " you'd better not stay." "Only a few moments, Grace: you must allow me a few moments." "Take care, then, sir! for God's sake, take care!
Page 132 - Jane, you understand what I want of you? Just this promise - "I will be yours, Mr Rochester." ' 'Mr Rochester, I will not be yours.' Another long silence. 'Jane!' recommenced he, with a gentleness that broke me down with grief, and turned me stone-cold with ominous terror - for this still voice was the pant of a lion rising - 'Jane, do you mean to go one way in the world, and to let me go another?
Page 209 - ... a village-schoolmistress, free and honest, in a breezy mountain nook in the healthy heart of England? Yes; I feel now that I was right when I adhered to principle and law, and scorned and crushed the insane promptings of a frenzied moment. God directed me to a correct choice: I thank His providence for the guidance!
Page 97 - My eyes were covered and closed: eddying darkness seemed to swim round me, and reflection came in as black and confused a flow. Self-abandoned, relaxed, and effortless, I seemed to have laid me down in the dried-up bed of a great river; I heard a flood loosened in remote mountains, and felt the torrent come: to rise I had no will, to flee I had no strength.
Page 88 - ... shoulder - yes, it was Mason himself. Mr. Rochester turned and glared at him. His eye, as I have often said, was a black eye: it had now a tawny, nay, a bloody light in its gloom; and his face flushed - olive cheek and hueless forehead received a glow as from spreading, ascending heart-fire: and he stirred, lifted his strong arm - he could have struck Mason, dashed him on the churchfloor, shocked by ruthless blow the breath from his body - but Mason shrank away, and cried faintly, "Good God!
Page 239 - DAY set on Norham's castled steep,* And Tweed's fair river, broad and deep, And Cheviot's mountains lone : The battled towers, the donjon keep,* The loophole grates, where captives weep, The flanking walls that round it sweep, In yellow lustre shone.
Page 345 - But you shall have some to-night. I am hungry : so are you, I dare say, only you forget." Summoning Mary, I soon had the room in more cheerful order : I prepared him, likewise, a comfortable repast. My spirits were excited, and with pleasure and ease I talked to him during supper, and for a long time after. There was no harassing restraint, no repressing of glee and vivacity, with him ; for with him I was at perfect ease, because I knew I suited him : all I said or did seemed either to console or...