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The Eustace Diamonds. New Edition. Anthony Trollope Edited by Helen Small. Oxford World's Classics. The Eustace Diamonds is the third in Trollope's. Oxford World's Classics. Price: £ Lizzie Eustace's determination to hold on to a fabulous diamond necklace entangles her in a web of deceit that involves.
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Word Count , words Estimate based on audiobook length. The second novel in Trollope's Palliser series, Phineas Finn 's engaging plot embraces matters as diverse as reform, the position of women, the Irish question, and the conflict between integrity and ambition. Love as Coercion Overall, however, Trollope is much more literarily than culturally subversive. The war of the sexes in The Warden and Doctor Thorne may be comedic literary fodder, but elsewhere in Trollope it is deadly serious—and illuminates the profound sexism undergirding mainstream Victorian social values.
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Then he rushed at her, and, seizing her in his arms, kissed her all over,—her forehead, her lips, her cheeks, then both her hands, and then her lips again. Can You Forgive Her? Alice Vavasor, a very Victorian combination of womanly depression and self-loathing, spurns her first lover, John Gray, and instead attaches herself and her inheritance to her unscrupulous cousin George Vavasor and his political ambitions. My happiness requires it, and I have a right to expect your compliance.
I do demand it. If you love me, Alice, I tell you that you dare not refuse me. If you do so, you will fail hereafter to reconcile it to your conscience before God. Of course she had no choice but to yield. He, possessed of power and force infinitely greater than hers, had left her no alternative but to be happy. She is eventually rewarded for conforming to the standard moral path for Victorian heroines, but throughout The Small House at Allington and The Last Chronicle of Barset Lily Dale is punished for what would otherwise seem to be a laudable characterological trait: her inability to stop loving the man whom she promised to marry.
The problem is that Adolphus Crosbie has jilted her for a richer woman, and afterward Lily is unable to accept her only other suitor, John Eames.
Her unhappy ending—involving her subsequent loneliness, despair, and disappearance from the narrative—has haunted readers ever since. How this was done, whether the doing was with him or her, whether she had flown thither conquered by the tenderness of his voice, or he with a violence not likely to give offence had drawn her to his breast, neither of them knew; nor can I declare.
In other words, Lucy Morris is as transported here as Frank Greystock. These scenes are paradoxical, featuring out-of-body and mind experiences that are nonetheless some of the closest analogues to mutual orgasm that one gets in mainstream Victorian writing. But what is surprisingly modern here is his portrayal of the sexes equally sharing both sexual desire and its overwhelming emotional fulfillment. His daughter Mary loves the less-affluent M. This scene presumably shocked Victorian audiences—it even ends with an ejaculation!
Trollope can be all over the ideological map. The Exhaustion of Love A number of these love scenes come at the end of long novels with many narrative twists and turns, and the relief when the characters are finally coupled is often palpable.
It seemed to him that from that moment all the explanations, and all the statements, and most of the assurances were made by her and not by him. At last, too, for the exhausted reader, who closes the novel finally having seen the widow Madame Max get her man, and who understands that the final embrace may be as much about ending the story as the sex.
Some novels play this up for satiric effect famously, the harridan Mrs.