
Biographical Notes on the Pseudonymous Bells
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- about 16
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- History
- Language
- English
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From the opening
IT has been thought that all the works published under the names of
Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell were, in reality, the production of one
person. This mistake I endeavoured to rectify by a few words of
disclaimer prefixed to the third edition of ‘Jane Eyre.’ These, too, it
appears, failed to gain general credence, and now, on the occasion of a
reprint of ‘Wuthering Heights’ and ‘Agnes Grey,’ I am advised distinctly
to state how the case really stands.
Indeed, I feel myself that it is time the obscurity attending those two
names—Ellis and Acton—was done away. The little mystery, which formerly
yielded some harmless pleasure, has lost its interest; circumstances are
changed. It becomes, then, my duty to explain briefly the origin and
authorship of the books written by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell.
About five years ago, my two sisters and myself, after a somewhat
prolonged period of separation, found ourselves reunited, and at home.
Resident in a remote district, where education had made little progress,
and where, consequently, there was no inducement to seek social
intercourse beyond our own domestic circle, we were wholly dependent on
ourselves and each other, on books and study, for the enjoyments and
occupations of life. The highest stimulus, as well as the liveliest
pleasure we had known from childhood upwards, lay in attempts at literary
composition; formerly we used to show each other what we wrote, but of
late years this habit of communication and consultation had been
discontinued; hence it ensued, that we were mutually ignorant of the
progress we might respectively have made.
One day, in the autumn of 1845, I accidentally lighted on a MS. volume of
verse in my sister Emily’s handwriting. Of course, I was not surprised,
knowing that she could and did write verse: I looked it over, and
something more than surprise seized me—a deep conviction that these were
not common effusions, nor at all like the poetry women generally write.
I thought them condensed and terse, vigorous and genuine.
A short sample. Read the whole book
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