Spring was blooming all around

the Sun was hotly beaming down

beneath a patch of melting white frost

began to peak some lovely green moss

the rickety carriage bustled and shook

as two young women passed a brook

the wheels turned underneath the ground

as did the season creeping up without a sound

the anxious birds fluttered two and fro

as a busy bee buzzed up against the window

the lazy clouds passed slowly by

and Catherine Moorland yawned with a sigh.

These were two strangers met by chance

from sharing a familiar acquaintance.

Ms. Moorland glanced at the strange girl across

and she looked somewhat at a loss

the ivory dress of Miranda shone

which met a reflection upon Catherine’s birthstone
.
This necklace was her only femininity

as Miranda judged her with such proximity.

The Sun peacefully sailed overhead

as the night approached slowly like lead

and so these young women were off to London

a city foreign to these girls from Devon.
CATHERINE Moorland was a heroine of sorts
Not particularly beautiful, and teased for her warts.
A peculiar childhood, spent mostly with her nose in a book.
But studying the surrounding social politics- she often mistook.
Her family was the modest of kin indeed,
Their warmth had consoled her, if ever in need.

“The airy schemes he (Ferdinand) once formed of future felicity, resulting from the union of two persons so justly dear to him- with gay visions of past happiness- floated upon his fancy, and the lustre they reflected served only to heighten, by contrast, the obscurity and gloom of his present views” (p96).

This quote is so relatable. It’s talking about how something that was once dear to you, your world, can be something that you will languish over in the future. In Ferdinand’s case, he’s mourning over his dear friend Hippolitus, and worried sick about his sister Julia, as she was in love with Hippolitus.

So much detail is put into these buildings. America doesn’t have many buildings like this, which is kind of sad. I wish we had more, but at least it makes traveling to see these beautiful buildings so much more exciting. I researched gothic architecture a little bit more, and found that these buildings were built with the purpose of appealing to the emotions. It’s meant to overwhelm. Which makes sense why so many Gothic buildings are often cathedrals, churches, or castles.

Right or wrong: is it absolute? Or based on circumstances?
(Caleb’s letter to Fawkland) “I sincerely ask for forgiveness on the many errors on my count..”

Servitude in general is brought up a lot. Why do you think this is?
“I recollected the confinement I had undergone and the fate that had impended over me with horror. Never did man feel more vividly than I felt at that moment the sweets of liberty. Never did man more strenuously prefer poverty with independence to the artificial allurements of a life of slavery” (203).

Murder is a popular topic. The old woman is trying to kill Caleb? (expand)
“I heard the steps of the murderer as he cautiously approached. I seemed to listen to his constrained, yet audible breathings. He came up to the corner where I was placed, and then stopped. The idea became too terrible, I started, opened my eyes, and beheld the execrable hag before mentioned standing over me with a butcher’s hatchet” (224).