Showing posts with label Northanger Abbey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Northanger Abbey. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Northanger Abbey

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It has been such a delight to me to revert back to reading this wonderful classic, quite a departure from the modern historical prose. Jane Austen's turn of phrase really makes for one's total concentration to be able to glean the complete and exact intent. I was commenting to Amanda last eveing that I was certainly glad to have the benefit of several dvd's of Jane's works, which really aid the reader in following along with the regency dialog and semantics. If you are interested you really must follow along with the Austenprose sidebar link and read the wonderful expose' on Mr. Henry Tilney, also found here. Such a delightful read!

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Jane Austen's Settings

Jane Austen continues to pain us a pictorial of Bath, a city in Somerset in the southwest of England, known for its Roman baths it was a favored retreat for the Beau Monde. Chapter 5 of Northanger Abbey opens with Catherine's continuing endeavor to see and be seen by her new friend , dare she hope, admirer, Mr. Tilney. But when on a Sunday afternoon the PumpRoom fails to offer the type of society one who wish to commune with, the ton frequents the beautiful Royal Crescent with its glorious environs.
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I am sure that the Allen's party walked the Pulteney Bridge daily in their excursions around fair Bath!
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Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Northanger Abbey

Phase 2 has begun in our discussions and our setting takes up in the Bath Pump Room, a place to see and be seen.
Photobucket Once a great salon, now a swanky restaurant, but still just as fashionable as ever.
Photobucket In my mind's eye I can just see Catherine walking arm in arm with her new friend, Isabella Thorpe as they took their turns around the room!

Farewell

 After  17 years of   blogging  I am  pretty sad to  just fade  out  with  hardly  anyone showing any   farewell,  concern  about my  surger...