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a "ceaseless torrent." This passage brings to and end Fanny's illusioned infatuation with Troy shown by her constant belief that he will eventually marry her even when she meets him in the company of another woman on the "turnpike between Casterbridge and Weatherbury." During life she was a weak and insignificant character as shown by Hardy's reference to her as a "mere shade" during chapter 11. However in death, her role and effects on other characters becomes pivotal. Therefore the destruction

her moral ambiguity is significant to the work as a whole. Avoid mere plot summary. Choose a work from the list below or another novel or play of comparable literary merit. The Age of Innocence Henry V All the Kings Men The Mayor of Casterbridge Anna Karenina The Merchant of Venice The Autobiography of An Ex-Colored Man Mrs. Warren’s Profession The Awakening Père Goriot Billy Budd The Picture of Dorian Gray Crime and Punishment The Plague Faust Poccho Fences

The Victorian novel was forged in the Victorian Era, hence it is impossible to conceive it without the understanding of the context in which it sprouted. The Victorian Era comprises the reign of the Queen Victoria, from her ascension to the throne in 1837 until her death 1901 (and subsequent coronation of Edward). However, in literature the Victorian Age is also considered to begin with the death of Sir Walter Scott in 1832 and sometimes it extends until 1914. It was a period of great changes, as

She takes care of her parents and her siblings, sacrificing for everyone else. Tess ends up going to get them from their celebration (drunken state) and it is late when they return home. Joan wakes Tess to take the beehives to the retailers in Casterbridge for her

Tess and the Color Red For an artist as visually sensitive as Hardy, colour is of the first importance and significance, and there is one colour which literary catches the eye, and is meant to catch it, throughout the book. This colour is red, the colour of blood, which is associated with Tess from first to last. It dogs her, disturbs her, destroys her. She is full of it, she spills it, she loses it. Watching Tess' life we begin to see that her destiny is nothing more

HAP IF but some vengeful god would call to me From up the sky, and laugh: "Thou suffering thing, Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy, That thy love 's loss is my hate 's profiting!" Then would I bear, and clench myself, and die, Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited; Half-eased, too, that a Powerfuller than I Had willed and meted me the tears I shed. But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain, And why unblooms the best hope ever sown? --Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain, And