“Heard Melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter” – John Keats. Trying to stay healthy and not sick during the early mid nineteenth century was notoriously difficult. The ever expanding world of disease was unknown and unnerving, and in some ways, still is. While we make further steps into understanding disease more as time… Read more Tuberculosis Represented In Nineteenth Century Literature
Not, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee;Not untwist — slack they may be — these last strands of manIn me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can;Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be.But ah, but O thou terrible, why wouldst thou rude on meThy wring-world right… Read more Carrion Comfort and How Different Artists Portray Sadness.
Reader, I married him. A quiet wedding we had: he and I, the parson and clerk, were alone present. When we got back from church, I went into the kitchen of the manor-house, where Mary was cooking the dinner and John cleaning the knives, and I said— “Mary, I have been married to Mr. Rochester… Read more A “Happy” Ending?
“All the house was still; for I believe all, except St. John and myself, were now retired to rest. The one candle was dying out: the room was full of moonlight. My heart beat fast and thick: I heard its throb. Suddenly it stood still to an inexpressible feeling that thrilled it through, and passed… Read more “Jane Eyre”, horror, and “Turn of The Screw.”
“Developmentally, psychosocial skills are gained in childhood, and some issues can be worked out with therapy, preventing further problems in adulthood. The creature in this novel had no childhood to develop through. The creature was thrown into existence, with the appearance of an adult man, never given the chance to learn like natural born humans… Read more In Response to Brooklyn’s Essay
I will be dead in the next moments to pass. I know not of the time spent between my departure of the boat to trudging through waist high snow; I only know that this blizzard was sent from hell, its purpose, to slay me. The death I spoke of while aboard the vessel will never… Read more Here After
The monster saw my determination in my face and gnashed his teeth in the impotence of anger. “Shall each man,” cried he, “find a wife for his bosom, and each beast have his mate, and I be alone? I had feelings of affection, and they were required by detestation and scorn. Man! You may hate,… Read more A Character Change in both Victor and his Creation.
Victor: “The next morning I delivered my letters of introduction and paid a visit to some of the principal professors. Chance—or rather the evil influence, the Angel of Destruction, which asserted omnipotent sway over me from the moment I turned my reluctant steps from my father’s door—led me first to M. Krempe, professor of natural… Read more The path of Victor Frankenstein.
Ophelia: “And will he not come again? And will he not come again? No, no, he is dead: Go to thy death-bed: He never will come again. His beard was as white as snow, All flaxen was his poll: He is gone, he is gone, And we cast away moan: God ha’ mercy on his… Read more The Death of Ophelia…
Throughout an individual’s educational life span, the average American highschool student will most likely be required to take some type of foreign language class. While learning how to speak a new language can prove to be very beneficial, there is another type of language that, sadly, not many people are taught about. I am particularly… Read more Why is ASL not normally taught in high schools?