donderdag 31 maart 2011

On this day in 1855, Charlotte Bronte died at Haworth, she was 38 years of age.

Charlotte died, along with her unborn child, on 31 March 1855, at the young age of 38. Her death certificate gives the cause of death as phthisis (tuberculosis), but many biographers suggest she may have died from dehydration and malnourishment, caused by excessive vomiting from severe morning sickness or hyperemesis gravidarum.

Early in 1855, Charlotte "was attacked by new sensations of perpetual nausea, and ever-recurring faintness. After this state of things had lasted for some time, she yielded to Mr. Nicholls' wish that a doctor should be sent for. He came, and assigned a natural cause for her miserable indisposition; a little patience, and all would go right. She, who was ever patient in illness, tried hard to bear up and bear on. But the dreadful sickness increased and increased, till the very sight of food occasioned nausea. 'A wren would have starved on what she ate during those last six weeks,' says one." Friends encouraged Charlotte with the thought of the baby that was coming. "I dare say I shall be glad some time," Charlotte would say, "but I am so ill, so weary..."
Charlotte wrote:

"I am not going to talk of my sufferings, it would be useless and painful. I want to give you an assurance, which I know will comfort you, and that is, that I find in my husband the tenderest nurse, the kindest support, the best earthly comfort that ever woman had. His patience never fails, and it is tried by sad days and broken nights."

And she said.....
He will not separate us, we have been so happy.


 

zondag 27 maart 2011

Maria, let us walk...


""Maria, let us walk, and breathe, the morning air""

This is the first line
of a poem
Patrick Bronte
wrote
for
Maria Branwell

I want to keep it to 15 april
the day he wrote it.

But.....spring  arrived......
and the poem is so sweet
I could't wait to
give a glimpse of it.