Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë

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Jane Eyre, one of the Victorian Era’s most popular novels, has continued to engage readers since its 1847 publication. It has spawned an incredible amount of adaptations, such as multiple motion pictures, a couple of musicals, a play, sequels, prequels, a web-series, and a ballet. However, it is truly the novel’s amazing success that makes the titular character, Jane Eyre, an instantly recognizable figure. Charlotte Brontë originally published Jane Eyre: An Autobiography. The manuscript claimed that Currer Bell was the editor of the title character’s life story. Jane’s story is told, as the original title suggests, from Jane’s perspective. Charlotte Bronte’s use of the protagonist as a narrator is especially important to the telling …show more content…
Jane likes Mary Ann Wilson because she ‘had a turn for narrative’ (109). Her cousins, Diana and Mary Rivers, ‘could always talk; and their discourse, witty, pithy, original, had such charms for me, that I preferred listening to, and sharing in it, to doing anything else’ (420). As a governess, Jane feels isolated and lonely at Thornfield because she cannot find companions who are ‘of a descriptive or narrative turn’ (142). (Kaplan)
Jane’s passion for reading and language follows her into the narration of her story. She possesses a talent for storytelling, and explains her surroundings with great detail, using her narrative power to heighten the reality of situations. For instance, in the beginning of Chapter 3, Jane describes how she awoke in the red room as a result of Mrs. Reed’s punishment:
The next thing I remember is, waking up with a feeling as if I had had a terrible red glare, crossed with thick black bars. I heard voices, too, speaking with a hollow sound, and as if muffled by a rush of wind or water: agitation, uncertainty, and an all-predominating sense of terror confused my faculties. Ere long, I became aware that some one was handling me; lifting me up and supporting me in a sitting posture, and that more tenderly than I had ever been raised or upheld before. I rested my head against a pillow or an arm, and felt…

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