My tale draws to its close. I have now been married for ten years. I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I
love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest- blest beyond what language can express; because I am my
husband’s life as fully as he is mine. To be together is for us to be at once as free as in solitude, as gay as in
company. We talk I believe, all day long: to talk to each other is but a more animated and an audible thinking. All my
confidence is bestowed on him, all his confidence is devoted to me; we are precisely suited in character- perfect
concord is the result.
Mr. Rochester continued blind the first two years of our union; perhaps it was that circumstances that drew up so
very near- that knit us so very close: for I was then his vision, as I am still his right hand. Literally, I was (what he
often called me) the apple of his eye. He saw nature- he saw books through me; and never did I weary of gazing for
his behalf, and of putting into words the effect of field, tree, town, river, cloud, sunbeam-of the landscape before us;
of the weather round us- and impressing by sound on his ear what light could no longer stamp on his eye.
Never did I weary of reading to him; never did I weary of conducting him where he wished to go: of doing for him
what he wished to be done. And there was a pleasure in my services, most full, most exquisite, even though sad-
because he claimed these services without painful shame or damping humiliation. He loved me so truly, that he
knew no reluctance in profiting by my attendance: he felt I loved him so fondly, that to yield that attendance was to
indulge my sweetest wishes.
One morning at the end of the two years, as I was writing a letter to his dictation, he came and bent over me and
said- “Jane, have you a glittering ornament round your neck?”
I had a gold watch-chain: I answered, “Yes.”“And have you a pale blue dress on?”
I had. He informed me then, that for some time he had fancied the obscurity clouding one eye was becoming less
dense; and that now he was sure of it.
He and I went up to London. He had an advice of an eminent oculist; and he eventually recovered the sight of that
one eye. He cannot now see very distinctly: he cannot read or write much; but he can find his way without being 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 into his
arms, he could see that the boy had inherited his own eyes, as they once were- large, brilliant and black. On that
occasion, he gain, with a full heart, acknowledged that God had tempered judgment with mercy.
Given below are the words or phrases. Find the words which have a similar meaning in the passage. (3)
1. situation of being alone._______________________
2. scenery___________________________________
3. elegant_____________________________________
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