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stars
I was nervous that the hype surrounding Jane Austen would make this book seem subpar to me.
I'm not a huge reader of classics a fact i'm working on rectifying so when I wasn't very much enjoying the first two chapters, I got nervous.
But as soon as I pushed through to the heart of the storyline, I began to crave inclass discussions over this book.
I absolutely loved Anne as a main character, and Captain Wentworth was such a fitting companion for her that I was hooked, dying to find out how their lives played out.
This book made me feel a lot of things especially the feeling that comes with crying atAM about fictional men and I'm thoroughly surprised that such an old book still remains touching and relatable.
I just wish that Austen implemented more dialogue in her writing, which is why I took off half a star I feel like sometimes the book was bogged down with too many paragraphs of thought and not enough spoken word.
But regardless, I am definitely intending on picking up Pride amp Prejudice soon to see if it grabs me just as much as this one! Are second chances possible Readers of this marvelous book by Jane Austen her last completed, will find out.
. . Anne Elliot, tense and insecure, had broken an engagement to Frederick Wentworth, the family objected to the poor sailor with no apparent prospects, her father Sir Walter Elliot, baronet, a proud man with a luxury loving streak, his late wife, had kept him in check living in Kellynch Hall, Somersetshire, the widower was greatly supported by his eldest daughter, selfish Elizabeth now, the two are very much alike, handsome, arrogant, cold, looking down at people they think are beneath them, she is the prettiest of his three children, the youngest Mary frequently claiming illness to get attention, would marry easy going Charles Musgrove, scolding him for his perceived neglect, and be unable to control the children.
Even Anne's only friend, intelligent, influential, Lady Russell had not looked kindly to the marriage, Eight years have passed, the then teenager is now, much more sure of herself and her emotions Anne is, nevertheless always ignored by others, regrets turning down Wentworth who has become a captain with his own ship, war spoils have made him rich, when peace is finally declared, Napoleon in exile he is free to come home.
. . Extravagant Sir Walter just can't stop himself from spending all his money, a position to maintain in society, dignity demands living like the superior being he thinks he is, the baronet believes and is entitled to this.
But going broke fast, Lady Russell and his lawyer friend Mr, Sheperd, urges something , to fix the problem swiftly or ruined soon, Mr, Elliot the haughty man refuses at first, however reality finally sets in, Sir Walter has to rent Kellynch Hall quietly to pay the creditors, the shame must be hidden though.
Moving to the elegant resort town of Bath with Elizabeth, the most famous in England, seeing important members of the upper class, more his style and enjoys it immensely.
Admiral Croft, Captain Wentworth's wise brother in law, his pleasant sister Sophia as bright as her husband, married the now retired naval officer, courageously following him from ship to ship, takes ironically Sir Walter's, the insolvent baronet fabulous mansion , with war's end there are a lot of unemployed sailors around.
The meetings between Anne, she stayed behind, for a few months and Frederick, are quite uncomfortable you can imagine but with their families and friends so entangled, it can not be avoided.
The former couple are nervous, what can they talk about at dinners and parties, traveling to visit a friend, living by the riveting sea, their eyes pretending not to notice each other, which is silly, both are tongue tied and embarrassed, speak very little between themselves, afraid to make the the first move, but in a room full of noisy, interesting people, many are admirers of Frederick and Anne, still only the two, are important to the duo.
Will the Captain and Anne, forget the painful past, and be persuaded to resume their love, can the future bring happiness that has been denied the pair for too many years.
Wasted by unperceptive family and friends, who never knew their real feelings This brilliant novel, asks that question, and the answer while not a surprise, makes for a splendid reading experience.
. . BookFrombooks Persuasion, Jane Austen
Persuasion is the last novel fully completed by Jane Austen.
It was published at the end of, six months after her death,
The story concerns Anne Elliot, a young Englishwoman ofyears, whose family is moving to lower their expenses and get out of debt.
They rent their home to an Admiral and his wife, The wifes brother, Navy Captain Frederick Wentworth, had been engaged to Anne in, and now they meet again, both single and unattached, after no contact in more than seven years.
This sets the scene for many humorous encounters as well as a second, wellconsidered chance at love and marriage for Anne in her second "bloom".
عنوانهای چاپ شده در ایران: وسوسه اغوا ترغیب اثر: جین اوستین آستن تاریخ نخستین خوانش روز بیست و دوم ماه آوریل سالمیلادی
عنوان یک: وسوسه اثر: جین اوستین آستن برگردان: شهریار ضرغام تهران انتشارت اکباتانچاپ دیگر سمیرص موضوع: داستانهای نویسندگان بریتانیایی سدهم
عنوان دوم: اغوا همراه با سرگذشتی از جین آستین نویسنده: جین آستن مترجم: سارا برمخشاد تهران ابر سفید: مهتابدرص شابک
عنوان سوم: ترغیب اثر: جین آستن مترجم: رضا رضایی تهران نشر نیدرص شابکچاپ دومچاپ سومچاپ ششم
داستان در باره ی: آن الیوت یک زن بیست و هفت ساله ی انگلیسی است که خانواده اش به خاطر بدهی تصمیم به نقل مکان به جای ارزانتری را دارند در همین زمان جنگ نیز پایان میابد آنها خانه ی خود را به یک فرد از خانواده ادمیرال و همسرش اجاره میدهند برادر خانم صاحبخانه تازه ی ایشان کاپیتان نیروی دریایی فردریک ونت وورث است که در سالمیلادی با آن نامزد بوده و حالا آنها باز هم با هم دیدار میکنند هر دو مجرد هستند و در طول هشت سال بگذشته نیز هیچگونه رابطه ی دیگری نداشته اند و, . .
تاریخ بهنگام رسانی هجری خورشیدی هجری خورشیدی ا. شربیانی It's a worrisome affair if you have to plod through an Austen work all the while unsuccessfully battling the urge to slap more than half of the central characters.
And this comes from someone who is wellaccustomed to Austen's often whiny, vain, and hilariously selfdeluded characters who serve as comedy gold and tools of subtle social commentary.
But somehow in this posthumously published work, I feel she focused her attentions on lathering an extra layer of vindictiveness on to many of the players.
Additionally, the first three quarters of the narrative progressed in the most lacklustre manner possible with little to no development on any front.
No dramatic confrontations, emotionally charged conversations, simmering sexual tension or witty, flirty banter to spice things up, The overwhelming blandness of it all felt too close to real life situations,
But of course, this is Austen, The same woman whose remarkable insight on the condition of women is reflected in a letter to one of her correspondents a hundred years ago.
Single women have a dreadful propensity for being poorwhich is one very strong argument in favour of Matrimony.
The same woman who rescued the English novel from the tenacious grip of the age of sentiment and genre trope hysterics of the gothic novel to give it a truly modern form.
The same woman who tried to challenge the laws that governed social interaction of the times by placing as great an emphasis on moral behaviour as on classbased identity.
And this very same woman makes Anne Elliot her mouthpiece while arraigning the convention of womanshaming that contemporary male novelists upheld with gusto and a latent smugness.
Men have had every advantage of us in telling their own story, Education has been theirs in so much higher a degree the pen has been in their hands, I will not allow books to prove any thing,
So yes my dwindling interest in the book and abrupt loss of faith in Austen's brilliance lasted only for a few disappointing pages before she turned things around quite climactically.
At the ripe age of twentyseven, Anne Elliot maybe one of Austen's least remarkable heroines, Neither does she possess Emma's sass and cool confidence nor does she exude Elizabeth's unwavering selfesteem and channel a sardonic indifference towards her social superiors.
And yet she never backs down from defending members of her own sex from unsavory remarks based on hollow prejudices.
It is a difference of opinion which does not admit of proof, We each begin probably with a little bias towards our own sex, and upon that bias build every circumstance in favour of it which has ocurred within our circle many of which circumstances perhaps those very cases which strike us the most may be precisely such as cannot be brought forward without betraying a confidence, or in some respect saying what should not be said.
So persuasion, The excellence of this Persuasion's central premise is that it establishes Anne Elliot as a woman who is consistent in love and errs only on the side of caution even though outwardly she is
perceived as a pushover, one who yields easily to persuasion and incitement.
Long story short, Austen ingeniously misled both her hero and her reader to the wrong conclusions about the heroine.
And she knew how exactly to subvert the power dynamics of hierarchical social structures while simultaneously preserving the veneer of conformity.
If that's not genius, I don't know what is, I loved it!!
A classic Austen story in every sense, What can I possibly tell you about Jane Austen I really enjoyed this, I really like that by the end you get to move a bit out of the head of the main character, away from her selfdeprecations and almost masochistic lacerations and get to see what Captain Wentworth actually did think of her rather than herlessthanselfcongratulatory version.
Okay, it is all very romantic but what I found most interesting in this book was how I felt compelled to consider how much of the world we learn by having it reported to us.
There is the life we live and know first hand, well, more or less, and then there is the world that we know from trusted sources.
And all of this adds to make up the whole of our perspective of reality, whatever that might be.
There is always a layer of reality below which we can only ever guess at and that is what is really going on in the minds of others.
Sometimes we do discover something of this and that might either bring joy or pain but otherwise we construct and reconstruct the world on the best narrative we can make from the frowns or smiles of those around us, glimpsed however imperfectly in the twinkling of a moment.
A while ago I took a very dear friend of mine to the local art gallery and showed her a couple of little statue things they have there of two old women.
The artist has created these two miniature people two homunculi who are engrossed in the conversation they whisper between themselves.
If you view them from the front they look to be talking away quite contentedly almost conspiratorially but as you move around to view them from the back you see that one of them looks very anxious, perhaps almost about to cry, perhaps oddly frightened.
This fear isnt something you notice at all from the front, But in life we dont get to have thisdegree perspective on the people we meet and talk to and so only one of these views is open to us.
The guesses we make on the motivations and desires of others are always partial, always mixed up with our own motivations and desires and misattributions.
So it is that Anne Elliot spends much of the novel perhaps a woman a little too good for this world.
She can even watch on with quiet resignation as the man she loves seems to be choosing someone else to marry.
There are many interesting themes in this book class distinctions and their worth in judging the value of someone, when to take the advice of someone and when not to, how jealousy has much to recommend it in regaining the love of your ex.
But one of the things I was most interested in was the theme of love and property which Marx and Engels talk about in the Manifesto.
It is a knee jerk reaction now to say we should marry for love but in the immortal words of an Irish folk song:
“Love is pleasing
And love is teasing
And love is a pleasure when first its new
But as it grows older
Sure the love grows colder
Til it fades away like the morning dew.
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This is a romance, so we dont get to see this happen to our protagonists, but the relationships of those around them would hardly make one seek to rush into the married state.
From the bizarre and almost incestuous relationship between Annes father and her older sister, to the marriage of her younger sister, Mary and the marriage of Benwick to Louisa is surely destined to crash and burn.
Everyone in Annes family is unspeakably awful when Austen wants to create a character that is a pain in the bum she does so with unerring perception.
Mary and her father are masterworks in the description of the obnoxious in human form the botched soul.
Ms Austen also obviously had a bit of a thing for the strong, silent types think Mr Darcy without the fairytale quest bit in the middle but there is also something of the Enlightenment about this book.
The idea that real feeling, the hope of a truly happy marriage, can only be based on the common rationality of the couple at hand.
Love is a mingling of minds, rather than bodies, And this isnt some sort of nineteenth century prudishness, or at least, not only, but more a hypothesis that is played out in the marriages of the major characters.
Love, then, is a version of that highest type of friendship that our old mate Aristotle was so fond of and that life cruelly teaches us is so incredibly rare for us with people of either sex.
To have both sexual attraction and mental attraction with one single other person is perhaps really asking too much and just being greedy.
Still, I guess all would be well if not for those damn hormones, And of everyone in the book poor old Benwick probably cops the worst press for not being constant enough to the memory of his recently departed exwife.
The discussion at this point reminded me a bit of Hamlet whinging about his mum and uncle, But this does all end up with that most wonderful of quotes where Anne says that women may not love deeper, but that they do love longer, even after all hope is gone.
If you are going to get a slap in a piece of classic fiction, it is probably best that it happen in a way that results in such a line.
The fact she is almost moved to tears after saying this line and that it is basically the turning point of the entire book really is a lovely thing.
If only in life it could be that saying the utterly perfect thing would reap such rich rewards But then, I guess that does rather put the onus on finding the utterly perfect thing to say.
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