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I like to imagine in an alternate universe where Victor Frankenstein was a responsible dad, his creation would just constantly ask Victor pointless questions.
”Victor, what does it mean to love?”
”Victor what is a bird?”
”Victor what is an economy?”
and so on.
"The Death of Eurydice" (#2 in my Orpheus and Eurydice series)
But the three Moirai (fates) weave and cut their strings of mortal’s destinies, and this love was not destined to last. Dancing barefoot upon the forest floor with the nymphs, Eurydice was bitten by a venomous snake and tragically died. Orpheus played such music of melancholy mourning as to make the trees bow and weep.
The Latin poet Virgil gives a lush description of lament from his poem, “Georgicks:”…“But the choir of sister Dryads filled the tops of the mountains with their cries: the rooks of Rhodope wept, and high Pangaea, and the martial land of Rhesus, and the Getae, and Hebrus, and Attic Orithyia. He assuaging his love-sick mind with his hollow lyre, lamented thee, sweet wife, thee on the solitary shore, thee when day approached, thee when it disappeared.” (-translated by John Martyn.)
We have multiple sources giving variations recounting Eurydice’s death. According to Ovid, she was walking along the riverside with her sister dryad nymphs, while Vergil has her escaping a rape attempt by another son of Apollo; a pastoral god named Aristaeus. But the authors agree that her death results from the bite of a poisonous viper.
As always, thanks for looking! And if you could share this post with your followers I'd be so grateful as to rescue you from the pits of tartarus with only my lyre. :D xoxo
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Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë
🗝️ "As his wife—at his side always, and always restrained, and always checked—forced to keep the fire of my nature continually low, to compel it to burn inwardly and never utter a cry, though the imprisoned flame consumed vital after vital—this would be unendurable."
⛓️ Literary Note: Many literary critics believe the "imprisoned flame" Jane describes is a direct parallel to Mr. Rochester's first wife, Bertha Mason, who is literally a prisoner in the attic and is often interpreted as a symbol of the repressed rage and passion of the Victorian woman. ⛓️
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I’ve always had a weird obsession with Lucy Maude Montgomery work, especially Anne of Green Gables. I’ve always taken this quote as something of a personal motto so I wanted to do something special with it.
and yet i have had the weakness, and still have the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that i am, into fire.
- charles dickens, a tale of two cities
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
“The Great Gatsby”, F. Scott Fitzgerald
