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Originally posted by PBE6Not as much as you might think. It was apt to interfere with piquet declarations, for one thing. Though there was a VERY hot passage in Jane Eyre:
That must have been hot in the 19th century.
"I know what it ith to lith entirely thor and with whath I love betht on earth. I hold mythelf thupremely bletht — bletht beyond what language can expreth; because I am my huthband’s lithe ath fully ath he ith mine. No woman wath ever nearer to her mate than I am: ever more abtholutely bone of his bone, and fleth of his fleth. I know no wearineth of my Edward’s society: he knowth none of mine, any more than we each do of the pulthathion of the heart that beath in our theparate bothomth; conthequently, we are ever together. To be together is for uth to be at once ath free ath in solitude, ath gay ath in company. We talk, I believe, all day long: to talk to each other ith but a more animated and an audible thinking. All my conthidence ith bethowed on him, all hith conthidence is devoted to me; we are prethithely thuited in character—perthect concord ith the rethult."
Originally posted by Mark Adkinsim sober right now and i felt drunk reading that. nice.
Not as much as you might think. It was apt to interfere with piquet declarations, for one thing. Though there was a VERY hot passage in Jane Eyre:
"I know what it ith to lith entirely thor and with whath I love betht on earth. I hold mythelf thupremely bletht — bletht beyond what language can expreth; because I am my huthband’s lithe ath fully ath h ...[text shortened]... e is devoted to me; we are prethithely thuited in character—perthect concord ith the rethult."