I’ve just finished reading Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë today. I discovered it on my phone bundled with the reader app. Such high-quality writing I can only gently aspire to. It was hard to put down. I found myself dipping into it anytime I had a spare moment, over breakfast, during my lunch break, before bed. Any time I could avail myself to the rich and engrossing tale of Jane Eyre.
I loved reading it, and you may well too. It’s a self-evident classic. After a few chapters I looked it up online, which got me up to speed with it’s place in the canon. I’m certain I’ll come back and read it again in time.
Here’s 20 new words I found in the course of the tale:
A loss of consciousness when someone faints, a swoon
Shortened form of ‘dreary’
A thicket of small trees or shrubs
To heal a wound through scarring (by causing a scar or cicatrix to form)
A fabric made from silk, wool or cotton dyed black
A kind of coarse twilled cotton or cotton and linen stuff
The art of telling fortunes by inspection of the face
To scold, rebuke
Aid, assistance or relief given to one in distress
A payment or recompense made for services rendered or in recognition of some achievement
Ambitious or competitive
Alone, sole, only, by oneself with no others around
Pertaining to the forest or woodlands
The quality of making rash or arbitrary decisions, especially in an impulsive manner
A sexually promiscuous woman, prostitute.
Of something that occurs once a week
To protest or remonstrate; to reason earnestly with a person on some impropriety of conduct
A critical remark
A total coward
Cruel or savage
My favourites are sylvan, hebdomadal and expostulate