The Wayward MuseSimon and Schuster, 20 mar 2007 - 272 páginas "I apologize again for my boldness, but I must tell you that you're the most beautiful girl in Oxford. Maybe in all of England. I have to put you in my painting." With these words, the scandalous, wildly talented painter Dante Gabriel Rossetti changes seventeen-year-old Jane Burden's life forever. Jane's gaunt, awkward figure and grave expression have cemented her reputation as the ugliest girl in Oxford. Raised by a stableman on Holywell Street -- the town's most sordid and despicable slum -- Jane is nearly resigned to marry in-kind. But when she meets Rossetti at the theater, he sees beyond her worn, ill-fitting dress and unruly hair and is stirred by her unconventional beauty. The charismatic painter whisks Jane into Oxford's exclusive art scene as his muse, and during the long and intimate hours of modeling -- draping and tilting, gazing and posing -- Jane finds herself falling in love. When Rossetti abruptly leaves Oxford with no plans to return, brokenhearted Jane settles for a stable, if passionless, marriage to his soft-spoken protégé, William Morris -- the man who would go on to become the father of the British Arts and Crafts Movement. Jane resigns herself to life as a respectable wife and mother, exchanging the slop bucket for intricate needlepoint, willing away the memories of Rossetti and what could have been. But Rossetti and Jane are inextricably bound together by tragedy, art, and desire, and no amount of time or distance can separate them. Ultimately this complicated arrangement with which Jane, Morris, and Rossetti must learn to live threatens to undo them all. Richly textured and deftly portrayed, Elizabeth Hickey's latest is a compelling portrait of the ever-changing notions of both love and beauty. |
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... turned and started back. Halfway home she heard a cat yowling and she quietly stepped into a doorway, hoping not to be seen. A tortoiseshell cat hobbled pathetically by her, dripping blood from its ear. Then she heard pounding footsteps ...
... turned and started back. Halfway home she heard a cat yowling and she quietly stepped into a doorway, hoping not to be seen. A tortoiseshell cat hobbled pathetically by her, dripping blood from its ear. Then she heard pounding footsteps ...
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... turned out.” Jane wondered how Tom Barnstable felt about how a girl was dressed. “You can borrow some of my rosewater, though, if you like,” said Bessie. “Peter gave it to me. It was fearfully expensive, so mind you just use the tiniest ...
... turned out.” Jane wondered how Tom Barnstable felt about how a girl was dressed. “You can borrow some of my rosewater, though, if you like,” said Bessie. “Peter gave it to me. It was fearfully expensive, so mind you just use the tiniest ...
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... turned to look at Jane. “Yes, you can,” she said. “I think you are going to be a giantess, Jane. Isn't there any way to let it out?” “There's no more hem left,” said Jane. “Look in the fabric bag,” said Bessie. “Maybe you can cut out a ...
... turned to look at Jane. “Yes, you can,” she said. “I think you are going to be a giantess, Jane. Isn't there any way to let it out?” “There's no more hem left,” said Jane. “Look in the fabric bag,” said Bessie. “Maybe you can cut out a ...
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... turned to whisper something to his companion, who squinted in Jane's direction. Quickly she turned around. Her heart was pounding but she told herself that the young man must be ridiculing her poor dress or laughing at her ugliness ...
... turned to whisper something to his companion, who squinted in Jane's direction. Quickly she turned around. Her heart was pounding but she told herself that the young man must be ridiculing her poor dress or laughing at her ugliness ...
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... turned to Jane. “May I ask your name?” “I'm Jane Burden and this is my sister, Bessie,” she said. “Why do you want to know?” “I was wondering if you would be interested in being an artist's model.” Jane stared at him, incredulous. “A ...
... turned to Jane. “May I ask your name?” “I'm Jane Burden and this is my sister, Bessie,” she said. “Why do you want to know?” “I was wondering if you would be interested in being an artist's model.” Jane stared at him, incredulous. “A ...
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