“ Oh, I'm burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? ”
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (1847). copy citation
| Author | Emily Brontë |
|---|---|
| Source | Wuthering Heights |
| Topic | freedom change wilderness |
| Date | 1847 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/768/768-h/768-h.htm |
Context
“You may fancy a glimpse of the abyss where I grovelled! Shake your head as you will, Nelly, you have helped to unsettle me! You should have spoken to Edgar, indeed you should, and compelled him to leave me quiet! Oh, I'm burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. Open the window again wide: fasten it open! Quick, why don't you move?'
'Because I won't give you your death of cold,' I answered.” source
'Because I won't give you your death of cold,' I answered.” source
