#brit literature

[deitybird]

jason would get so annoyed when someone (probably dick or tim) is watching a show like bridgerton and comments on their language by saying it's old English but he keeps it in because he's trying to be a better brother...

only to snap when they KEEP doing it and he's like, "NO. NO, IDIOT. IT'S NOT OLD ENGLISH! IT'S A MORE FORMAL ENGLISH! CLOSE TO EARLY MODERN ENGLISH, PROBABLY! JUST LIKE FUCKING SHAKESPEARE!" and said sibling (again, probably dick or tim) is just like, "wow, jay. you care a lot about english." and jason stares at them unblinkingly before storming out.

[burningvelvet]

When We Two Parted (1816) by Lord Byron, written about Lady Frances Webster:

"When we two parted    In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted    To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold,    Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold    Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning    Sunk chill on my brow—  It felt like the warning    Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken,    And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken,    And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,    A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me—    Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee,    Who knew thee too well— Long, long shall I rue thee,    Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met—    In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget,    Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee    After long years, How should I greet thee?—    With silence and tears."

Frances Webster in a letter to Lord Byron, December 1813:

“You know not the various torturing Thoughts which tear my Mind – but did I not tell you my temper – did I not confess my weakness to you before we parted – Great God! so many terrifying thoughts rush up on my Mind – I dare not continue least I should betray my folly – and yet I will write – for if you are changed – if – oh! if you are another’s now – it matters little how I expose myself – still less what becomes of me – each other is alike indifferent to me – Would that I could see you – but for one Day – even one hour – I could – Alas! what? [..] Dearest Byron – I must hear from you – Will you tell me if I still preserve a place in that heart – you once flattered me I solely possest – Oh! tell me if you will carry with you the remembrance of her – who cannot change – who is and ever must continue – how great so e’er the distance which separates us – constant to a spontaneous attachment – to an eternal affection – Your picture dearest Byron is my constant Companion – I gaze upon it – till every feature seems to speak. – it recalls to my Mind many – many Scenes – when we were together – when I was happy – in the looks of love [..] I am not what I was – Once I was gay and innocent. Now – what am I? Oh! I will not say – But am I guilty? Oh! no – Farewell! Who has made me what I am? Who has rob’d me of health peace & Joy? He – who I now petition not to expose me to the ridicule of the World – and who forces me to say farewell! forever. My Biron – farewell – & oh! remember me!”

[words-and-coffee]

People thought that being one of a kind made you special. No, it just made you lonely. What was special was belonging with someone else.

Brit Bennett, The Vanishing Half

[coldairballoons]

oh btw get your degree in something stupid, my final today was literally me sitting down and yapping about how the blazing world would be a great d&d campaign and how the empress and the duchess were in lesbians

[morbidwlws]

so i wrote an essay last semester examining themes of monstrous femininity and mankind’s path toward divinity last semester for my brit lit class if anyone would be interested in reading it <3

[aierie--dragonslayer]

When I read my Dear Friend Jonathan Harker's description of the paprika hendl he had on his work trip, I just had to try it myself! It's quite good!

[queer-writers-poll]

What'd I say you guys? I will CERTAINLY not abandon this project. Half of round two is up now, the other half goes up at 6pm local time.

[itsbebebe]

Looked at the inspector calls tumblr tag out of curiosity and its full of british teens crying abt their gcses and making yaoi out of it to cope. As it fucking should be

[courseyoulovemeyoudontknowme]

The Wife (2017, Björn Runge)

21/12/2024

[hero-i-am-not]

I adore Charlotte Brontë's writing... This page is just too beautiful <3

[floweringgodhead]

For the Wilkie Collins fans among us.

I'm slow when I'm writing by hand so maybe this is just a personal thing, but does anyone else get a little irritated when they read the Marian Halcombe sections of The Woman in White?

Marian goes through a long and complicated hell -- escapes, obfuscations, attempted murders, grief, trauma, a really tense dinner, breaking Laura out of an asylum, etc., etc. -- primarily over the course of a single day. And instead of taking a nap or panicking or muddling everything that's happened, she picks up her diary and is able to set down in clear, beautiful prose her very detailed account of events(!). It gets worse: as outlined above, her day was extremely busy, and yet somehow she still finds the time to go upstairs and dash off a three-hundred-page report of it -- only occasionally breaking off from her narrative to make comments like, "I think I hear someone," "it's late, the candle dims, but I must keep writing," "my hand begins to tire a little [I'm killing myself]."

I bet Wilkie was laughing his ass off writing this

[bookwatching]

📺 A Murder at the End of the World S01E01

📖 The silver doe, Darby Hart

[snowrassa]

reading ea robinsons lancelot to cleanse myself of the blasphemous camelot academic takes i have read this morning

[moonofiron]

- Evelyn Waugh, The Loved One

[frogshunnedshadows]

How do you do, fellow kids?

Did you know the Journal of Dracula Studies has all of their articles posted online, free to read? Well, they do.

Give it a try!

[redglassbird]

I genuinely don't know how to process the end of Great Expectations. Thanks Dickens.