Novels of the Sisters Brontë: Jane Eyre, by Charlotte BrontëJ. Grant, 1905 |
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Page 102 - Mr. Brocklehurst was here interrupted: three other visitors, ladies, now entered the room. They ought to have come a little sooner to have heard his lecture on dress, for they were splendidly attired in velvet, silk, and furs. The two younger of the trio (fine girls of sixteen and seventeen) had...
Page 47 - Sometimes." With pleasure ? Are you fond of it ? " I like Revelation, and the book of Daniel, and Genesis and Samuel, and a little bit of Exodus, and some parts of Kings and Chronicles, and Job and Jonah.
Page 32 - I shook my head : I could not see how poor people had the means of being kind; and then to learn to speak like them, to adopt their manners, to be uneducated, to grow up like one of the poor women I saw sometimes nursing their children or washing at the cottage doors of the village of Gateshead : no, I was not heroic enough to purchase liberty at the price of caste.
Page 46 - What must you do to avoid it?' I deliberated a moment; my answer, when it did come, was objectionable: 'I must keep in good health, and not die.' 'How can you keep in good health? Children younger than you die daily. I buried a little child of five years old only a day or two since - a good little child, whose soul is now in heaven. It is to be feared the same could not be said of you were you to be called hence.
Page 108 - I thought ; and ardently I wished to die. While sobbing out this wish in broken accents, some one approached. I started up — again Helen Burns was near me ; the fading fires just showed her coming up the long, vacant room ; she brought my coffee and bread. "Come, eat something...
Page 111 - Besides this earth, and besides the race of men, there is an invisible world and a kingdom of spirits ; that world is round us, for it is everywhere ; and those spirits watch us, for they are commissioned to guard us...
Page ix - Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last. To pluck the mask from the face of the Pharisee, is not to lift an impious hand to the Crown of Thorns.
Page 104 - Of course they did; for I felt their eyes directed like burning-glasses against my scorched skin. " You see she is yet young; you observe she possesses the ordinary form of childhood; God has graciously given her the shape that he has given to all of us; no signal deformity points her out as a marked character. Who would think that the Evil One had already found a servant and agent in her? Yet such, I grieve to say, is the case.
Page 92 - ... the impalpable principle of life and thought, pure as when it left the Creator to inspire the creature ; whence it came it will return, perhaps again to be communicated to some being higher than man — perhaps to pass through gratia tions of glory, from the pale human soul to brighten to the seraph...
Page 70 - A quarter of an hour passed before lessons again began, during which the schoolroom was in a glorious tumult; for that space of time it seemed to be permitted to talk loud and more freely, and they used their privilege. The whole conversation ran on the breakfast, which one and all abused roundly. Poor things! it was the sole consolation they had. Miss Miller was now the only teacher in the room: a group of great girls standing about her spoke with serious and sullen gestures. I heard the name of...