Was Charlotte Brontë Gay?

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• JANE EYRE (CHAP. 38)CHARLOTTE BRONTëTRACK 40 ON JANE EYRE THE WAY A NARRATIVE NCLUS DIT A GREAT AL ABOUT S MEANG, AND JUDGMENTS OF A NOVEL’S END HAVE MUCH TO DO WH JUDGMENTS OF S PERCEIVED MEANG. THAT SOME… READ MORE 1 VIEWER5 CONTRIBUTORSJANE EYRE (CHAP. 38) LYRICSCONCLNREAR, I MARRIED HIM. A QUIET WEDDG WE HAD: HE AND I, THE PARSON AND CLERK, WERE ALONE PRENT. WHEN WE GOT BACK OM CHURCH, I WENT TO THE KCHEN OF THE MANOR-HOE, WHERE MARY WAS OKG THE DNER AND JOHN CLEANG THE KNIV, AND I SAID—“MARY, I HAVE BEEN MARRIED TO MR. ROCHTER THIS MORNG.” THE HOEKEEPER AND HER HBAND WERE BOTH OF THAT CENT PHLEGMATIC ORR OF PEOPLE, TO WHOM ONE MAY AT ANY TIME SAFELY MUNITE A REMARKABLE PIECE OF NEWS WHOUT CURRG THE DANGER OF HAVG ONE’S EARS PIERCED BY SOME SHRILL EJACULATN, AND SUBSEQUENTLY STUNNED BY A TORRENT OF WORDY WONRMENT. MARY DID LOOK UP, AND SHE DID STARE AT ME: THE LADLE WH WHICH SHE WAS BASTG A PAIR OF CHICKENS ROASTG AT THE FIRE, DID FOR SOME THREE MUT HANG SPEND AIR; AND FOR THE SAME SPACE OF TIME JOHN’S KNIV ALSO HAD RT OM THE POLISHG PROCS: BUT MARY, BENDG AGA OVER THE ROAST, SAID ONLY—“HAVE YOU, MISS? WELL, FOR SURE!”A SHORT TIME AFTER SHE PURSUED—“I SEED YOU GO OUT WH THE MASTER, BUT I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE GONE TO CHURCH TO BE WED;” AND SHE BASTED AWAY. JOHN, WHEN I TURNED TO HIM, WAS GRNG OM EAR TO EAR.“I TELLED MARY HOW WOULD BE,” HE SAID: “I KNEW WHAT MR. EDWARD” (JOHN WAS AN OLD SERVANT, AND HAD KNOWN HIS MASTER WHEN HE WAS THE T OF THE HOE, THEREFORE, HE OFTEN GAVE HIM HIS CHRISTIAN NAME)—“I KNEW WHAT MR. EDWARD WOULD DO; AND I WAS CERTA HE WOULD NOT WA LONG NEHER: AND HE’S DONE RIGHT, FOR GHT I KNOW. I WISH YOU JOY, MISS!” AND HE POLELY PULLED HIS FORELOCK.“THANK YOU, JOHN. MR. ROCHTER TOLD ME TO GIVE YOU AND MARY THIS.” I PUT TO HIS HAND A FIVE-POUND NOTE. WHOUT WAG TO HEAR MORE, I LEFT THE KCHEN. IN PASSG THE DOOR OF THAT SANCTUM SOME TIME AFTER, I UGHT THE WORDS—“SHE’LL HAPPEN DO BETTER FOR HIM NOR ONY O’T’ GRAND LADI.” AND AGA, “IF SHE BEN’T ONE O’ TH’ HANDSOMT, SHE’S NOAN FAâL AND VARRY GOOD-NATURED; AND I’ HIS EEN SHE’S FAIR BETIFUL, ONYBODY MAY SEE THAT.”I WROTE TO MOOR HOE AND TO CAMBRIDGE IMMEDIATELY, TO SAY WHAT I HAD DONE: FULLY EXPLAG ALSO WHY I HAD TH ACTED. DIANA AND MARY APPROVED THE STEP UNRERVEDLY. DIANA ANNOUNCED THAT SHE WOULD JT GIVE ME TIME TO GET OVER THE HONEYMOON, AND THEN SHE WOULD E AND SEE ME.“SHE HAD BETTER NOT WA TILL THEN, JANE,” SAID MR. ROCHTER, WHEN I READ HER LETTER TO HIM; “IF SHE DO, SHE WILL BE TOO LATE, FOR OUR HONEYMOON WILL SHE OUR LIFE LONG: S BEAMS WILL ONLY FA OVER YOUR GRAVE OR ME.”HOW ST. JOHN RECEIVED THE NEWS, I DON’T KNOW: HE NEVER ANSWERED THE LETTER WHICH I MUNITED : YET SIX MONTHS AFTER HE WROTE TO ME, WHOUT, HOWEVER, MENTNG MR. ROCHTER’S NAME OR ALLUDG TO MY MARRIAGE. HIS LETTER WAS THEN LM, AND, THOUGH VERY SER, KD. HE HAS MATAED A REGULAR, THOUGH NOT EQUENT, RRPONNCE EVER SCE: HE HOP I AM HAPPY, AND TSTS I AM NOT OF THOSE WHO LIVE WHOUT GOD THE WORLD, AND ONLY MD EARTHLY THGS.YOU HAVE NOT QUE FOTTEN LTLE ADèLE, HAVE YOU, REAR? I HAD NOT; I SOON ASKED AND OBTAED LEAVE OF MR. ROCHTER, TO GO AND SEE HER AT THE SCHOOL WHERE HE HAD PLACED HER. HER ANTIC JOY AT BEHOLDG ME AGA MOVED ME MUCH. SHE LOOKED PALE AND TH: SHE SAID SHE WAS NOT HAPPY. I FOUND THE L OF THE TABLISHMENT WERE TOO STRICT, S URSE OF STUDY TOO SEVERE FOR A CHILD OF HER AGE: I TOOK HER HOME WH ME. I MEANT TO BEE HER ERNS ONCE MORE, BUT I SOON FOUND THIS IMPRACTIBLE; MY TIME AND R WERE NOW REQUIRED BY ANOTHER—MY HBAND NEED THEM ALL. SO I SOUGHT OUT A SCHOOL NDUCTED ON A MORE DULGENT SYSTEM, AND NEAR ENOUGH TO PERM OF MY VISG HER OFTEN, AND BRGG HER HOME SOMETIM. I TOOK RE SHE SHOULD NEVER WANT FOR ANYTHG THAT ULD NTRIBUTE TO HER FORT: SHE SOON SETTLED HER NEW ABO, BEME VERY HAPPY THERE, AND MA FAIR PROGRS HER STUDI. AS SHE GREW UP, A SOUND ENGLISH TN RRECTED A GREAT MEASURE HER FRENCH FECTS; AND WHEN SHE LEFT SCHOOL, I FOUND HER A PLEASG AND OBLIGG PANN: DOCILE, GOOD-TEMPERED, AND WELL-PRCIPLED. BY HER GRATEFUL ATTENTN TO ME AND ME, SHE HAS LONG SCE WELL REPAID ANY LTLE KDNS I EVER HAD MY POWER TO OFFER HER.MY TALE DRAWS TO S CLOSE: ONE WORD RPECTG MY EXPERIENCE OF MARRIED LIFE, AND ONE BRIEF GLANCE AT THE FORTUN OF THOSE WHOSE NAM HAVE MOST EQUENTLY RECURRED THIS NARRATIVE, AND I HAVE DONE.I HAVE NOW BEEN MARRIED TEN YEARS. I KNOW WHAT IS TO LIVE ENTIRELY FOR AND WH WHAT I LOVE BT ON EARTH. I HOLD MYSELF SUPREMELY BLT—BLT BEYOND WHAT LANGUAGE N EXPRS; BEE I AM MY HBAND’S LIFE AS FULLY AS HE IS ME. NO WOMAN WAS EVER NEARER TO HER MATE THAN I AM: EVER MORE ABSOLUTELY BONE OF HIS BONE AND FLH OF HIS FLH. I KNOW NO WEARS OF MY EDWARD’S SOCIETY: HE KNOWS NONE OF ME, ANY MORE THAN WE EACH DO OF THE PULSATN OF THE HEART THAT BEATS OUR SEPARATE BOSOMS; NSEQUENTLY, WE ARE EVER TOGETHER. TO BE TOGETHER IS FOR TO BE AT ONCE AS EE AS SOLU, AS GAY AS PANY. WE TALK, I BELIEVE, ALL DAY LONG: TO TALK TO EACH OTHER IS BUT A MORE ANIMATED AND AN DIBLE THKG. ALL MY NFINCE IS BTOWED ON HIM, ALL HIS NFINCE IS VOTED TO ME; WE ARE PRECISELY SUED CHARACTER—PERFECT NRD IS THE RULT.MR. ROCHTER NTUED BLD THE FIRST TWO YEARS OF OUR UNN; PERHAPS WAS THAT CIRCUMSTANCE THAT DREW SO VERY NEAR—THAT KN SO VERY CLOSE: FOR I WAS THEN HIS VISN, AS I AM STILL HIS RIGHT HAND. LERALLY, I WAS (WHAT HE OFTEN LLED ME) THE APPLE OF HIS EYE. HE SAW NATURE—HE SAW BOOKS THROUGH ME; AND NEVER DID I WEARY OF GAZG FOR HIS BEHALF, AND OF PUTTG TO WORDS THE EFFECT OF FIELD, TREE, TOWN, RIVER, CLOUD, SUNBEAM—OF THE LANDSPE BEFORE ; OF THE WEATHER ROUND —AND IMPRSG BY SOUND ON HIS EAR WHAT LIGHT ULD NO LONGER STAMP ON HIS EYE. NEVER DID I WEARY OF READG TO HIM; NEVER DID I WEARY OF NDUCTG HIM WHERE HE WISHED TO GO: OF DOG FOR HIM WHAT HE WISHED TO BE DONE. AND THERE WAS A PLEASURE MY SERVIC, MOST FULL, MOST EXQUISE, EVEN THOUGH SAD—BEE HE CLAIMED THE SERVIC WHOUT PAFUL SHAME OR DAMPG HUIATN. HE LOVED ME SO TLY, THAT HE KNEW NO RELUCTANCE PROFG BY MY ATTENDANCE: HE FELT I LOVED HIM SO FONDLY, THAT TO YIELD THAT ATTENDANCE WAS TO DULGE MY SWEETT WISH.ONE MORNG AT THE END OF THE TWO YEARS, AS I WAS WRG A LETTER TO HIS DICTATN, HE ME AND BENT OVER ME, AND SAID—“JANE, HAVE YOU A GLTERG ORNAMENT ROUND YOUR NECK?”I HAD A GOLD WATCH-CHA: I ANSWERED “Y.”“AND HAVE YOU A PALE BLUE DRS ON?”I HAD. HE RMED ME THEN, THAT FOR SOME TIME HE HAD FANCIED THE OBSCURY CLOUDG ONE EYE WAS BEG LS NSE; AND THAT NOW HE WAS SURE OF .HE AND I WENT UP TO LONDON. HE HAD THE ADVICE OF AN EMENT OCULIST; AND HE EVENTUALLY REVERED THE SIGHT OF THAT ONE EYE. HE NNOT NOW SEE VERY DISTCTLY: HE NNOT READ OR WRE MUCH; BUT HE N FD HIS WAY WHOUT BEG LED BY THE HAND: THE SKY IS NO LONGER A BLANK TO HIM—THE EARTH NO LONGER A VOID. WHEN HIS FIRST-BORN WAS PUT TO HIS ARMS, HE ULD SEE THAT THE BOY HAD HERED HIS OWN EY, AS THEY ONCE WERE—LARGE, BRILLIANT, AND BLACK. ON THAT OCSN, HE AGA, WH A FULL HEART, ACKNOWLEDGED THAT GOD HAD TEMPERED JUDGMENT WH MERCY.MY EDWARD AND I, THEN, ARE HAPPY: AND THE MORE SO, BEE THOSE WE MOST LOVE ARE HAPPY LIKEWISE. DIANA AND MARY RIVERS ARE BOTH MARRIED: ALTERNATELY, ONCE EVERY YEAR, THEY E TO SEE , AND WE GO TO SEE THEM. DIANA’S HBAND IS A PTA THE NAVY, A GALLANT OFFICER AND A GOOD MAN. MARY’S IS A CLERGYMAN, A LLEGE IEND OF HER BROTHER’S, AND, OM HIS ATTAMENTS AND PRCIPL, WORTHY OF THE NNECTN. BOTH CAPTA FZJAM AND MR. WHARTON LOVE THEIR WIV, AND ARE LOVED BY THEM.AS TO ST. JOHN RIVERS, HE LEFT ENGLAND: HE WENT TO INDIA. HE ENTERED ON THE PATH HE HAD MARKED FOR HIMSELF; HE PURSU STILL. A MORE ROLUTE, FATIGABLE PNEER NEVER WROUGHT AMIDST ROCKS AND DANGERS. FIRM, FAHFUL, AND VOTED, FULL OF ENERGY, AND ZEAL, AND TTH, HE LABOURS FOR HIS RACE; HE CLEARS THEIR PAFUL WAY TO IMPROVEMENT; HE HEWS DOWN LIKE A GIANT THE PREJUDIC OF CREED AND STE THAT ENCUMBER . HE MAY BE STERN; HE MAY BE EXACTG; HE MAY BE AMB YET; BUT HIS IS THE STERNNS OF THE WARRR GREATHEART, WHO GUARDS HIS PILGRIM NVOY OM THE ONSLGHT OF APOLLYON. HIS IS THE EXACTN OF THE APOSTLE, WHO SPEAKS BUT FOR CHRIST, WHEN HE SAYS—“WHOSOEVER WILL E AFTER ME, LET HIM NY HIMSELF, AND TAKE UP HIS CROSS AND FOLLOW ME.” HIS IS THE AMBN OF THE HIGH MASTER-SPIR, WHICH AIMS TO FILL A PLACE THE FIRST RANK OF THOSE WHO ARE REEMED OM THE EARTH—WHO STAND WHOUT FLT BEFORE THE THRONE OF GOD, WHO SHARE THE LAST MIGHTY VICTORI OF THE LAMB, WHO ARE LLED, AND CHOSEN, AND FAHFUL.ST. JOHN IS UNMARRIED: HE NEVER WILL MARRY NOW. HIMSELF HAS HHERTO SUFFICED TO THE TOIL, AND THE TOIL DRAWS NEAR S CLOSE: HIS GLOR SUN HASTENS TO S SETTG. THE LAST LETTER I RECEIVED OM HIM DREW OM MY EY HUMAN TEARS, AND YET FILLED MY HEART WH DIVE JOY: HE ANTICIPATED HIS SURE REWARD, HIS RPTIBLE CROWN. I KNOW THAT A STRANGER’S HAND WILL WRE TO ME NEXT, TO SAY THAT THE GOOD AND FAHFUL SERVANT HAS BEEN LLED AT LENGTH TO THE JOY OF HIS LORD. AND WHY WEEP FOR THIS? NO FEAR OF ATH WILL DARKEN ST. JOHN’S LAST HOUR: HIS MD WILL BE UNCLOUD, HIS HEART WILL BE UNDNTED, HIS HOPE WILL BE SURE, HIS FAH STEADFAST. HIS OWN WORDS ARE A PLEDGE OF THIS—“MY MASTER,” HE SAYS, “HAS FOREWARNED ME. DAILY HE ANNOUNC MORE DISTCTLY,—‘SURELY I E QUICKLY!’ AND HOURLY I MORE EAGERLY RPOND,—‘AMEN; EVEN SO E, LORD J!’”6EMBEDCANCELHOW TO FORMAT LYRICS:TYPE OUT ALL LYRICS, EVEN REPEATG SONG PARTS LIKE THE CHOSLYRICS SHOULD BE BROKEN DOWN TO DIVIDUAL LUSE SECTN HEARS ABOVE DIFFERENT SONG PARTS LIKE [VERSE], [CHOS], ETC.USE ALICS (<I>LYRIC</I>) AND BOLD (<B>LYRIC</B>) TO DISTGUISH BETWEEN DIFFERENT VOLISTS THE SAME SONG PARTIF YOU DON’T UNRSTAND A LYRIC, E [?]TO LEARN MORE, CHECK OUT OUR TRANSCRIPTN GUI OR VIS OUR TRANSCRIBERS FOMABOUT

GAY CLASSIC QUOT

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Wh anxiety I watched his eye rove over the gay stor: he fixed on a rich silk of the most brilliant amethyst dye, and a superb pk sat. Brontë suggts this anxiety still further by choosg the adjective "gay" for Jane's half-censure of the shops, sce "gay woman" was a mon neteenth-century term for a prostute. "Gay.

JANE EYRE (CHAP. 38)CHARLOTTE BRONTëTRACK 40 ON JANE EYRE THE WAY A NARRATIVE NCLUS DIT A GREAT AL ABOUT S MEANG, AND JUDGMENTS OF A NOVEL’S END HAVE MUCH TO DO WH JUDGMENTS OF S PERCEIVED MEANG. THAT SOME… READ MORE 1 VIEWER5 CONTRIBUTORSJANE EYRE (CHAP. 38) LYRICSCONCLNREAR, I MARRIED HIM. A QUIET WEDDG WE HAD: HE AND I, THE PARSON AND CLERK, WERE ALONE PRENT. WHEN WE GOT BACK OM CHURCH, I WENT TO THE KCHEN OF THE MANOR-HOE, WHERE MARY WAS OKG THE DNER AND JOHN CLEANG THE KNIV, AND I SAID—“MARY, I HAVE BEEN MARRIED TO MR. ROCHTER THIS MORNG.” THE HOEKEEPER AND HER HBAND WERE BOTH OF THAT CENT PHLEGMATIC ORR OF PEOPLE, TO WHOM ONE MAY AT ANY TIME SAFELY MUNITE A REMARKABLE PIECE OF NEWS WHOUT CURRG THE DANGER OF HAVG ONE’S EARS PIERCED BY SOME SHRILL EJACULATN, AND SUBSEQUENTLY STUNNED BY A TORRENT OF WORDY WONRMENT. MARY DID LOOK UP, AND SHE DID STARE AT ME: THE LADLE WH WHICH SHE WAS BASTG A PAIR OF CHICKENS ROASTG AT THE FIRE, DID FOR SOME THREE MUT HANG SPEND AIR; AND FOR THE SAME SPACE OF TIME JOHN’S KNIV ALSO HAD RT OM THE POLISHG PROCS: BUT MARY, BENDG AGA OVER THE ROAST, SAID ONLY—“HAVE YOU, MISS? WELL, FOR SURE!”A SHORT TIME AFTER SHE PURSUED—“I SEED YOU GO OUT WH THE MASTER, BUT I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE GONE TO CHURCH TO BE WED;” AND SHE BASTED AWAY. JOHN, WHEN I TURNED TO HIM, WAS GRNG OM EAR TO EAR.“I TELLED MARY HOW WOULD BE,” HE SAID: “I KNEW WHAT MR. EDWARD” (JOHN WAS AN OLD SERVANT, AND HAD KNOWN HIS MASTER WHEN HE WAS THE T OF THE HOE, THEREFORE, HE OFTEN GAVE HIM HIS CHRISTIAN NAME)—“I KNEW WHAT MR. EDWARD WOULD DO; AND I WAS CERTA HE WOULD NOT WA LONG NEHER: AND HE’S DONE RIGHT, FOR GHT I KNOW. I WISH YOU JOY, MISS!” AND HE POLELY PULLED HIS FORELOCK.“THANK YOU, JOHN. MR. ROCHTER TOLD ME TO GIVE YOU AND MARY THIS.” I PUT TO HIS HAND A FIVE-POUND NOTE. WHOUT WAG TO HEAR MORE, I LEFT THE KCHEN. IN PASSG THE DOOR OF THAT SANCTUM SOME TIME AFTER, I UGHT THE WORDS—“SHE’LL HAPPEN DO BETTER FOR HIM NOR ONY O’T’ GRAND LADI.” AND AGA, “IF SHE BEN’T ONE O’ TH’ HANDSOMT, SHE’S NOAN FAâL AND VARRY GOOD-NATURED; AND I’ HIS EEN SHE’S FAIR BETIFUL, ONYBODY MAY SEE THAT.”I WROTE TO MOOR HOE AND TO CAMBRIDGE IMMEDIATELY, TO SAY WHAT I HAD DONE: FULLY EXPLAG ALSO WHY I HAD TH ACTED. DIANA AND MARY APPROVED THE STEP UNRERVEDLY. DIANA ANNOUNCED THAT SHE WOULD JT GIVE ME TIME TO GET OVER THE HONEYMOON, AND THEN SHE WOULD E AND SEE ME.“SHE HAD BETTER NOT WA TILL THEN, JANE,” SAID MR. ROCHTER, WHEN I READ HER LETTER TO HIM; “IF SHE DO, SHE WILL BE TOO LATE, FOR OUR HONEYMOON WILL SHE OUR LIFE LONG: S BEAMS WILL ONLY FA OVER YOUR GRAVE OR ME.”HOW ST. JOHN RECEIVED THE NEWS, I DON’T KNOW: HE NEVER ANSWERED THE LETTER WHICH I MUNITED : YET SIX MONTHS AFTER HE WROTE TO ME, WHOUT, HOWEVER, MENTNG MR. ROCHTER’S NAME OR ALLUDG TO MY MARRIAGE. HIS LETTER WAS THEN LM, AND, THOUGH VERY SER, KD. HE HAS MATAED A REGULAR, THOUGH NOT EQUENT, RRPONNCE EVER SCE: HE HOP I AM HAPPY, AND TSTS I AM NOT OF THOSE WHO LIVE WHOUT GOD THE WORLD, AND ONLY MD EARTHLY THGS.YOU HAVE NOT QUE FOTTEN LTLE ADèLE, HAVE YOU, REAR? I HAD NOT; I SOON ASKED AND OBTAED LEAVE OF MR. ROCHTER, TO GO AND SEE HER AT THE SCHOOL WHERE HE HAD PLACED HER. HER ANTIC JOY AT BEHOLDG ME AGA MOVED ME MUCH. SHE LOOKED PALE AND TH: SHE SAID SHE WAS NOT HAPPY. I FOUND THE L OF THE TABLISHMENT WERE TOO STRICT, S URSE OF STUDY TOO SEVERE FOR A CHILD OF HER AGE: I TOOK HER HOME WH ME. I MEANT TO BEE HER ERNS ONCE MORE, BUT I SOON FOUND THIS IMPRACTIBLE; MY TIME AND R WERE NOW REQUIRED BY ANOTHER—MY HBAND NEED THEM ALL. SO I SOUGHT OUT A SCHOOL NDUCTED ON A MORE DULGENT SYSTEM, AND NEAR ENOUGH TO PERM OF MY VISG HER OFTEN, AND BRGG HER HOME SOMETIM. I TOOK RE SHE SHOULD NEVER WANT FOR ANYTHG THAT ULD NTRIBUTE TO HER FORT: SHE SOON SETTLED HER NEW ABO, BEME VERY HAPPY THERE, AND MA FAIR PROGRS HER STUDI. AS SHE GREW UP, A SOUND ENGLISH TN RRECTED A GREAT MEASURE HER FRENCH FECTS; AND WHEN SHE LEFT SCHOOL, I FOUND HER A PLEASG AND OBLIGG PANN: DOCILE, GOOD-TEMPERED, AND WELL-PRCIPLED. BY HER GRATEFUL ATTENTN TO ME AND ME, SHE HAS LONG SCE WELL REPAID ANY LTLE KDNS I EVER HAD MY POWER TO OFFER HER.MY TALE DRAWS TO S CLOSE: ONE WORD RPECTG MY EXPERIENCE OF MARRIED LIFE, AND ONE BRIEF GLANCE AT THE FORTUN OF THOSE WHOSE NAM HAVE MOST EQUENTLY RECURRED THIS NARRATIVE, AND I HAVE DONE.I HAVE NOW BEEN MARRIED TEN YEARS. I KNOW WHAT IS TO LIVE ENTIRELY FOR AND WH WHAT I LOVE BT ON EARTH. I HOLD MYSELF SUPREMELY BLT—BLT BEYOND WHAT LANGUAGE N EXPRS; BEE I AM MY HBAND’S LIFE AS FULLY AS HE IS ME. NO WOMAN WAS EVER NEARER TO HER MATE THAN I AM: EVER MORE ABSOLUTELY BONE OF HIS BONE AND FLH OF HIS FLH. I KNOW NO WEARS OF MY EDWARD’S SOCIETY: HE KNOWS NONE OF ME, ANY MORE THAN WE EACH DO OF THE PULSATN OF THE HEART THAT BEATS OUR SEPARATE BOSOMS; NSEQUENTLY, WE ARE EVER TOGETHER. TO BE TOGETHER IS FOR TO BE AT ONCE AS EE AS SOLU, AS GAY AS PANY. WE TALK, I BELIEVE, ALL DAY LONG: TO TALK TO EACH OTHER IS BUT A MORE ANIMATED AND AN DIBLE THKG. ALL MY NFINCE IS BTOWED ON HIM, ALL HIS NFINCE IS VOTED TO ME; WE ARE PRECISELY SUED CHARACTER—PERFECT NRD IS THE RULT.MR. ROCHTER NTUED BLD THE FIRST TWO YEARS OF OUR UNN; PERHAPS WAS THAT CIRCUMSTANCE THAT DREW SO VERY NEAR—THAT KN SO VERY CLOSE: FOR I WAS THEN HIS VISN, AS I AM STILL HIS RIGHT HAND. LERALLY, I WAS (WHAT HE OFTEN LLED ME) THE APPLE OF HIS EYE. HE SAW NATURE—HE SAW BOOKS THROUGH ME; AND NEVER DID I WEARY OF GAZG FOR HIS BEHALF, AND OF PUTTG TO WORDS THE EFFECT OF FIELD, TREE, TOWN, RIVER, CLOUD, SUNBEAM—OF THE LANDSPE BEFORE ; OF THE WEATHER ROUND —AND IMPRSG BY SOUND ON HIS EAR WHAT LIGHT ULD NO LONGER STAMP ON HIS EYE. NEVER DID I WEARY OF READG TO HIM; NEVER DID I WEARY OF NDUCTG HIM WHERE HE WISHED TO GO: OF DOG FOR HIM WHAT HE WISHED TO BE DONE. AND THERE WAS A PLEASURE MY SERVIC, MOST FULL, MOST EXQUISE, EVEN THOUGH SAD—BEE HE CLAIMED THE SERVIC WHOUT PAFUL SHAME OR DAMPG HUIATN. HE LOVED ME SO TLY, THAT HE KNEW NO RELUCTANCE PROFG BY MY ATTENDANCE: HE FELT I LOVED HIM SO FONDLY, THAT TO YIELD THAT ATTENDANCE WAS TO DULGE MY SWEETT WISH.ONE MORNG AT THE END OF THE TWO YEARS, AS I WAS WRG A LETTER TO HIS DICTATN, HE ME AND BENT OVER ME, AND SAID—“JANE, HAVE YOU A GLTERG ORNAMENT ROUND YOUR NECK?”I HAD A GOLD WATCH-CHA: I ANSWERED “Y.”“AND HAVE YOU A PALE BLUE DRS ON?”I HAD. HE RMED ME THEN, THAT FOR SOME TIME HE HAD FANCIED THE OBSCURY CLOUDG ONE EYE WAS BEG LS NSE; AND THAT NOW HE WAS SURE OF .HE AND I WENT UP TO LONDON. HE HAD THE ADVICE OF AN EMENT OCULIST; AND HE EVENTUALLY REVERED THE SIGHT OF THAT ONE EYE. HE NNOT NOW SEE VERY DISTCTLY: HE NNOT READ OR WRE MUCH; BUT HE N FD HIS WAY WHOUT BEG LED BY THE HAND: THE SKY IS NO LONGER A BLANK TO HIM—THE EARTH NO LONGER A VOID. WHEN HIS FIRST-BORN WAS PUT TO HIS ARMS, HE ULD SEE THAT THE BOY HAD HERED HIS OWN EY, AS THEY ONCE WERE—LARGE, BRILLIANT, AND BLACK. ON THAT OCSN, HE AGA, WH A FULL HEART, ACKNOWLEDGED THAT GOD HAD TEMPERED JUDGMENT WH MERCY.MY EDWARD AND I, THEN, ARE HAPPY: AND THE MORE SO, BEE THOSE WE MOST LOVE ARE HAPPY LIKEWISE. DIANA AND MARY RIVERS ARE BOTH MARRIED: ALTERNATELY, ONCE EVERY YEAR, THEY E TO SEE , AND WE GO TO SEE THEM. DIANA’S HBAND IS A PTA THE NAVY, A GALLANT OFFICER AND A GOOD MAN. MARY’S IS A CLERGYMAN, A LLEGE IEND OF HER BROTHER’S, AND, OM HIS ATTAMENTS AND PRCIPL, WORTHY OF THE NNECTN. BOTH CAPTA FZJAM AND MR. WHARTON LOVE THEIR WIV, AND ARE LOVED BY THEM.AS TO ST. JOHN RIVERS, HE LEFT ENGLAND: HE WENT TO INDIA. HE ENTERED ON THE PATH HE HAD MARKED FOR HIMSELF; HE PURSU STILL. A MORE ROLUTE, FATIGABLE PNEER NEVER WROUGHT AMIDST ROCKS AND DANGERS. FIRM, FAHFUL, AND VOTED, FULL OF ENERGY, AND ZEAL, AND TTH, HE LABOURS FOR HIS RACE; HE CLEARS THEIR PAFUL WAY TO IMPROVEMENT; HE HEWS DOWN LIKE A GIANT THE PREJUDIC OF CREED AND STE THAT ENCUMBER . HE MAY BE STERN; HE MAY BE EXACTG; HE MAY BE AMB YET; BUT HIS IS THE STERNNS OF THE WARRR GREATHEART, WHO GUARDS HIS PILGRIM NVOY OM THE ONSLGHT OF APOLLYON. HIS IS THE EXACTN OF THE APOSTLE, WHO SPEAKS BUT FOR CHRIST, WHEN HE SAYS—“WHOSOEVER WILL E AFTER ME, LET HIM NY HIMSELF, AND TAKE UP HIS CROSS AND FOLLOW ME.” HIS IS THE AMBN OF THE HIGH MASTER-SPIR, WHICH AIMS TO FILL A PLACE THE FIRST RANK OF THOSE WHO ARE REEMED OM THE EARTH—WHO STAND WHOUT FLT BEFORE THE THRONE OF GOD, WHO SHARE THE LAST MIGHTY VICTORI OF THE LAMB, WHO ARE LLED, AND CHOSEN, AND FAHFUL.ST. JOHN IS UNMARRIED: HE NEVER WILL MARRY NOW. HIMSELF HAS HHERTO SUFFICED TO THE TOIL, AND THE TOIL DRAWS NEAR S CLOSE: HIS GLOR SUN HASTENS TO S SETTG. THE LAST LETTER I RECEIVED OM HIM DREW OM MY EY HUMAN TEARS, AND YET FILLED MY HEART WH DIVE JOY: HE ANTICIPATED HIS SURE REWARD, HIS RPTIBLE CROWN. I KNOW THAT A STRANGER’S HAND WILL WRE TO ME NEXT, TO SAY THAT THE GOOD AND FAHFUL SERVANT HAS BEEN LLED AT LENGTH TO THE JOY OF HIS LORD. AND WHY WEEP FOR THIS? NO FEAR OF ATH WILL DARKEN ST. JOHN’S LAST HOUR: HIS MD WILL BE UNCLOUD, HIS HEART WILL BE UNDNTED, HIS HOPE WILL BE SURE, HIS FAH STEADFAST. HIS OWN WORDS ARE A PLEDGE OF THIS—“MY MASTER,” HE SAYS, “HAS FOREWARNED ME. DAILY HE ANNOUNC MORE DISTCTLY,—‘SURELY I E QUICKLY!’ AND HOURLY I MORE EAGERLY RPOND,—‘AMEN; EVEN SO E, LORD J!’”6EMBEDCANCELHOW TO FORMAT LYRICS:TYPE OUT ALL LYRICS, EVEN REPEATG SONG PARTS LIKE THE CHOSLYRICS SHOULD BE BROKEN DOWN TO DIVIDUAL LUSE SECTN HEARS ABOVE DIFFERENT SONG PARTS LIKE [VERSE], [CHOS], ETC.USE ALICS (<I>LYRIC</I>) AND BOLD (<B>LYRIC</B>) TO DISTGUISH BETWEEN DIFFERENT VOLISTS THE SAME SONG PARTIF YOU DON’T UNRSTAND A LYRIC, E [?]TO LEARN MORE, CHECK OUT OUR TRANSCRIPTN GUI OR VIS OUR TRANSCRIBERS FOMABOUT

Spivak, Gayatri Chakravorty.

Acrdg to the Oxford English Dictnary, "gay woman" first signified "prostute" 1825.

How long have you been gay? No, my only hope here is that you will e to see Jane Eyre as a book that is suffed wh a marveloly gay atmosphere, all tenr looks and proclamatns of votn and boardg-school girliends. ”) Oh, the wonrful and the marvelo gayns of the Brontë sisters’ novels!