PRESENTATION OUTLINE
“Nature is now at her evening prayers…I saw-- I now see-- a woman-Titan: her robe of blue Air spreads to the outskirts of the heath, where yonder flock is grazing; a veil white as an avalanche sweeps from her head to her feet, and arabesques of lightning flame on its borders…”
“[Her] steady eyes I cannot picture; they are clear-- they are deep as lakes-- they are lifted and full of worship-- they tremble with the softness of love and the lustre of prayer. Her forehead has the expanse of a cloud and is paler than the early moon, risen long before dark gathers…”
“The roles of the herbalist-midwife-witch are traditional feminine roles…[centred] on domestic space and activity, especially activities derived from women’s traditional roles as homemakers…”
“…Brontë introduces the problem of women in history only to dehistoricize conflict by chasing it into the recesses of a text finally committed to the ideal reconstruction of female reality”
...new creeds are being blended with the old, discarded opinions are revived, obsolete maxims, and a leaning towards a faith we have abandoned, is observable”
"The plait woven—no silk-thread being at hand to bind it—a tress of her own hair was made to serve that purpose; she tied it like a knot, prisoned it in a locket, and laid it on her heart".
“Each picture told a story; mysterious often to my undeveloped understanding and imperfect feelings, yet ever profoundly interesting: as interesting as the tales Bessie sometimes narrated on winter evenings.”
