The Wayward MuseSimon and Schuster, 20 մրտ, 2007 թ. - 272 էջ "I apologize again for my boldness, but I must tell you that you're the most beautiful girl in Oxford. Maybe in all of England. I have to put you in my painting." With these words, the scandalous, wildly talented painter Dante Gabriel Rossetti changes seventeen-year-old Jane Burden's life forever. Jane's gaunt, awkward figure and grave expression have cemented her reputation as the ugliest girl in Oxford. Raised by a stableman on Holywell Street -- the town's most sordid and despicable slum -- Jane is nearly resigned to marry in-kind. But when she meets Rossetti at the theater, he sees beyond her worn, ill-fitting dress and unruly hair and is stirred by her unconventional beauty. The charismatic painter whisks Jane into Oxford's exclusive art scene as his muse, and during the long and intimate hours of modeling -- draping and tilting, gazing and posing -- Jane finds herself falling in love. When Rossetti abruptly leaves Oxford with no plans to return, brokenhearted Jane settles for a stable, if passionless, marriage to his soft-spoken protégé, William Morris -- the man who would go on to become the father of the British Arts and Crafts Movement. Jane resigns herself to life as a respectable wife and mother, exchanging the slop bucket for intricate needlepoint, willing away the memories of Rossetti and what could have been. But Rossetti and Jane are inextricably bound together by tragedy, art, and desire, and no amount of time or distance can separate them. Ultimately this complicated arrangement with which Jane, Morris, and Rossetti must learn to live threatens to undo them all. Richly textured and deftly portrayed, Elizabeth Hickey's latest is a compelling portrait of the ever-changing notions of both love and beauty. |
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... was supper. Her mother would expect the meal to be ready when she stumbled home from an afternoon of gin and neighborhood gossip, and Jane wasn't sure she could fashion a stew out of the little they had. Were there [2] Elizabeth Hickey.
... was supper. Her mother would expect the meal to be ready when she stumbled home from an afternoon of gin and neighborhood gossip, and Jane wasn't sure she could fashion a stew out of the little they had. Were there [2] Elizabeth Hickey.
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... sure. Mind he doesn't send you back when he finds out how lazy and rude you are. But at least you've got proper carriage. Not like this one. Look at how she slouches. Another girl would be walking about with books on her head, but she ...
... sure. Mind he doesn't send you back when he finds out how lazy and rude you are. But at least you've got proper carriage. Not like this one. Look at how she slouches. Another girl would be walking about with books on her head, but she ...
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... sure, though, that Guinevere had golden hair and pink cheeks. “I apologize again for my boldness,” said Rossetti, “but I must tell you that you're the most beautiful girl in Oxford. Maybe in all of England. I have to put you in my ...
... sure, though, that Guinevere had golden hair and pink cheeks. “I apologize again for my boldness,” said Rossetti, “but I must tell you that you're the most beautiful girl in Oxford. Maybe in all of England. I have to put you in my ...
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... sure no one had seen. Theatergoers were rushing by, hurrying home, not paying the least bit of attention. Her heart was thundering, as if to make up for the beats it had lost, and she thought Rossetti must be able to hear it. She stared ...
... sure no one had seen. Theatergoers were rushing by, hurrying home, not paying the least bit of attention. Her heart was thundering, as if to make up for the beats it had lost, and she thought Rossetti must be able to hear it. She stared ...
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... and smiled, horribly, Jane thought. “Yes,” she said. She watched him saunter away and, when she was sure he was gone, ran as fast as she could toward the woods where she and Bessie liked to go and gather walnuts. [22] Elizabeth Hickey.
... and smiled, horribly, Jane thought. “Yes,” she said. She watched him saunter away and, when she was sure he was gone, ran as fast as she could toward the woods where she and Bessie liked to go and gather walnuts. [22] Elizabeth Hickey.
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