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Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights

LES HAUTS DE HURLEVENT

LES HAUTS DE HURLEVENT
Variante: De quoi que soient faites nos âmes, la sienne et la mienne sont pareilles

Devoirs de Bruxelles

Wuthering Heights

LES HAUTS DE HURLEVENT

Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights

Les Hauts de Hurlevent, d'Emily Brontë. Volume 1

Wuthering Heights

1801.
1801 — I have just returned from a visit to my landlord — the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with. This is certainly a beautiful country! In all England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society. A perfect misanthropist's Heaven — and Mr. Heathcliff and I are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation between us.
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Les Hauts de Hurlevent (1847)

Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights

Les Hauts de Hurlevent, d'Emily Brontë. Volume 1

Heathcliff (Ch. XXXIII).
Source: Wuthering Heights (1847)
Contexte: I get levers and mattocks to demolish the two houses, and train myself to be capable of working like Hercules, and when every thing is ready and in my power, I find the will to lift a slate off either roof has vanished! My old enemies have not beaten me — now would be the precise time to revenge myself on their representatives. I could do it, and none could hinder me; but where is the use? I don't care for striking — I can't take the trouble to raise my hand! That sounds as if I had been labouring the whole time only to exhibit a fine trait of magnanimity. It is far from being the case. I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.

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Source: Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell

No Coward Soul Is Mine (1846)
Contexte: No coward soul is mine,
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven's glories shine,
And Faith shines equal, arming me from Fear.
Contexte: p>No coward soul is mine,
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven's glories shine,
And Faith shines equal, arming me from Fear.O God within my breast,
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life — that in me has rest,
As I — undying Life — have power in Thee!Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men's hearts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds,
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main...</p

Stanza vi.
A Little While, a Little While (1846)
Contexte: Still, as I mused, the naked room,
The alien firelight died away;
And from the midst of cheerless gloom
I passed to bright, unclouded day.

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Isabella Linton (Ch. XVII).
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Heathcliff (Ch. XIV).
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Contexte: I have no pity! I have no pity! The more the worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething; and I grind with greater energy in proportion to the increase of pain.

Mr. Lockwood (Ch. III).
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Contexte: As it spoke I discerned, obscurely, a child's face looking through the window. Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bed-clothes: still it wailed, "Let me in!", and maintained its tenacious grip, almost maddening me with fear.

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Heathcliff (Ch. XIV).
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Contexte: You talk of her mind being unsettled - how the devil could it be otherwise, in her frightful isolation? And that insipid, paltry creature attending her from duty and humanity! From pity and charity. He might as well plant an oak in a flower-pot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!

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Spellbound (November 1837)
Contexte: p>The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go.The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow,
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me—
I will not, cannot go.</p

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