Great Art, Great Poems, Great Literature Sophie Kusaila

Singer Sargent, John. The Daughters of Edward Darley Boit Courtesy Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, National Gallery of Art, Washington D.C.

Chapter 7, Jane’s Embarrassment “Of course they did; for I felt their eyes directed like burning-glasses against my scorched skin… What my sensations were, no language can describe; but just as they all rose, stifling my breath and constricting my throat, a girl came up and passed me: in passing, she lifter her eyes. What a strange light inspired them!”

Rain on a Grave by Thomas Hardy “Clouds spout upon her Their waters amain In ruthless disdain, — Her who but lately Had shivered with pain As at touch of dishonour If there had lit on her So coldly, so straightly, Such arrows of rain”

Van der Neer, Aert. Moonlit Landscape with Bridge. 1648/1650. Patrons' Permanent Fund.

Chapter 37, Jane & Rochester Reunite “But I always woke and found it an empty mockery; and I was desolate and abandoned – my life dark, lonely, hopeless – my soul athirst and forbidden to drink – my heart famished and never to be fed.”

Sonnets from the Portuguese 22: When our Two Souls by Elizabeth Barrett Browning “Let us stay Rather on earth, Beloved, -- where the unfit Contrarious moods of men recoil away And isolate pure spirits, and permit A place to stand and love in for a day, With darkness and the death-hour rounding it.”

Jacobshagen, Keith. By June the Light Begins to Breathe Contemporary Realism Group.

Chapter 26, Jane & Mr. Rochester’s Wedding I looked on my cherished wishes, yesterday so blooming and glowing’ they lay stark, chill, livid corpses that could never revive…I looked at my love…it shivered in my heart, like a suffering child in a cold cradle; sickness and anguish had seized it; it could not seek Mr. Rochester’s arms…

The Eagle by Lord Alfred Tennyson “He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ring’d with the azure world, he stands.”