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Literature Blogs Book Reviews Book Review: Wuthering Heights
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Book - Wuthering Heights
Author - Emily Bronte
Originally published in 1847 under the pseudonym, Ellis Bell; Wuthering Heights remains to this day one of the most passionate novels of English Literature, penned by the inimitable Emily Brontë.
The title owes itself to the name of the Yorkshire Manor where a major chunk of the story is set. The desolate beauty of the Yorkshire moors is used as a splendid backdrop for one of the most vivid novels (of quite possibly) all time.
Although the book received mixed reviews initially; perhaps because of critics favouring sister Charlotte’s comparatively safer Jane Eyre; readers have since argued that the stark passion of Wuthering Heights can never be paralleled by either of the author’s sisters.
Set in the late 18th to the early 19th Century, the novel follows two generations of the Earnshaws and Lintons, narrated by the housekeeper, Ellen Dean. Central to the plot is the strangely asexual- but nonetheless ferociously passionate- love of Heathcliff and Catherine Earnshaw.
For although, the two never stole a kiss in hidden corners; they considered themselves to be one and the same- two pars of the same organism;
“If all else perished, and HE remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it. - My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I AM Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.”
-Catherine Earnshaw, speaking about Heathcliff.
The story eventually progresses into a disturbing saga of love, betrayal, and merciless revenge. Mortally wounded by Catherine’s marriage with Edgar, Heathcliff proceeds to seek revenge on the Linton family with a demonic assiduity that remains vividly painted on the reader’s mind.
Emily’s language mirrors the rugged and unrelenting landscape of the moors which she uses to such great effect. Nothing in Wuthering Heights is refined or censored for the Victorian tastes- it is powerful, gripping and incredibly memorable in its unlettered beauty.
In fact, there are some scenes in the novel that disturb the mind with the sheer emotional violence that it captures.
Perhaps the only con that I can find in this book is that it can tend to confuse readers initially with its very large cast of characters.
In conclusion, all I can say is that Wuthering Heightshas given rise to some of the most powerful quotes of all time.
“I hasped the window; I combed his black long hair from his forehead; I tried to close his eyes: to extinguish, if possible, that frightful, life-like gaze of exultation before any one else beheld it. They would not shut: they seemed to sneer at my attempts; and his parted lips and sharp white teeth sneered too!”
-Ellen Dean, on finding Heathcliff’s corpse.
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Such love...so much love..makes one wonder.."wt it wd be like at the receiving end of such love?"