The 19th Century authors are indeed a class apart. Their way of giving life to their thoughts is such that even the best thriller of present times will be put to shame in front of them. Such is the idiosyncrasy of authors of the by-gone Victorian Era- they knew not their contribution in shaping the metamorphic face of literature.
The Victorian novel was primarily concerned with representing a social reality and the way a protagonist sought and defined a place within this reality. Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre is no exception. It seems to be, in the first few pages, an autobiography of Ms Eyre, but as the story uncoils, we can perceive the handiwork of a literary genius. Ms Bronte is certainly a versatile authoress, but even more so, a rational thinker.Jane Eyre takes us on a journey through the pages of memory… the owner of the book being our guide and companion. Mr. Rochester’s entry does, if I may say so, enhance the scale of intensity of the work. The depiction of his passionate agony when Ms Eyre decides to leave Thornfield is indeed commendable, and can be cited as an example of the ability of the author to put herself in the mind and soul of her character.
The language used by Ms Bronte and other authors of the Victorian Era highlights their ability to use language as tool to sculpt their thoughts in so sublime a way that absolutely nothing can penetrate their line of thinking. These works are a vital part of the true essence of the English language, the evolution of which is as unpredictable as it was centuries ago. It is indeed a joy to read such literary feats, and one certainly hopes that the present ‘lingo’ will be modified into a more refined one in due course of time.
To recapitulate, the astuteness and sagacity of Ms Bronte in penning down so sensible a novel only suggests that we, as authors of the New World, have indisputably a very long way to go… for the path our literary ancestors laid leads to a goal beyond us at present- immortality of their works.