For me, I felt at home in this sort of discourse. I could never rest in communication with strong, discreet, and refined minds, whether male or female, till I had passed the outworks of conventional reserve, and crossed the threshold of confidence, and won a place by their heart’s very hearthstone.
Jane Eyre, Chapter XXXII
Jane Eyre likes investigating the human’s heart, the strengths and weaknesses of her acquaintances. When trying to dissect Jane Eyre with aspects of how she copes with patriarchal sphere, she is a strong heroine who seems to be so undisciplined by challenging the societal thoughts and considering the mental facades of others, dispensing any conventional ties and medium of customs constrained with the external world while having “with no malevolent scorn of their indiscretion, but with a kind of innate sympathy”. At critical points, her spirit bursts through expansively, revolts against the feminine husk that hedges its preternatural sheen. For instances, when she is confronted with John Reed’s cruelty in childhood, she recognises in her being that there is no hierarchy and subordination between the two. Stripped off his esteemed rearing of athleticism, effusion of being enshrouded in motherly love and all inbred qualities she lacks physically as a orphan girl, John Reed’s “violent tyrannies, all his sisters’ proud indifference, all his mother’s aversion, all the servants’ partiality, turned up in my disturbed mind like a dark deposit in a turbid well” (Chapter II). “Drive out the mocker, and out goes strife; quarrels and insults are ended” (Proverbs 22:10), she does not know what she does with her hand, her spirit predominates, summons the resource to respond the pungent suffering, which she also later on mutinies against her maternal aunt before departing for Lowood. Compared with Eliza Reed, a sister of John Reed and a product of patriarchal preferences, who answers her call of novitiate duties and cuts all familial ties upon her mother’s death, Jane’s resolution of rebellion is deemed a much more aggressive action.
On the other hand, just as Jane ponders her peers’ motives and true countenances without decors and societal indoctrination, the peers must also have observed her with same equal measures, especially the male characters, who might have examined her indiscriminately, juxtaposing and assimilating her characteristics with their own to fulfill their hearts’ desire, like the qualities they acknowledge of in the case of a feme covert. Their self-righteousness mutates into an act of compliance and manipulation respective of both parties which they think is conducive in the first place but ends up detrimental to a relationship which they intended to proceed. It results from the fact that they could not strike a balance between Feeling and Reason considering Jane’s standpoints.
Mr. Rochester
“The flame flickers in the eye; the eye shines like dew; it looks soft and full of feeling; it smiles at my jargon: it is susceptible; impression follows impression through its clear sphere; where it ceases to smile, it is sad; an unconscious lassitude weighs on the lid: that signifies melancholy resulting from loneliness. It turns from me; it will not suffer further scrutiny; it seems to deny, by a mocking glance, the truth of the discoveries I have already made,—to disown the charge both of sensibility and chagrin: its pride and reserve only confirm me in my opinion. The eye is favourable.”
Jane Eyre, Chapter XIX
Regarding Mr. Rochester, when I first read it, his dissection of Jane Eyre is so accurate as well as poignant, because as readers who have witnessed Jane’s sufferings from childhood of isolation and misunderstandings, there is finally a character (or a male protagonist) who shares her sympathies and analyses her character unprecedentedly in details and richness like a seasoned novelist, essayist, physiognomist, and an irascible old sage of human nature. The gypsy scene with his observance of Jane’s face at close reading dumbfounds me dramatically. To Jane, she must have felt a spirit connected to her own, a mentality which is disrobed and cognizant by another and vice versa. Her tearful confession of the romantic love towards him is seen as a volcanic eruption of Feeling with a sardonic way of aiding and abetting from another, surrounded by a seemingly consecrated ground at the orchard garden which is devoid of human activity and gossips. The spasms also denote an intelligence of Rochester’s correctness in “mind-reading”. Moreover, through his confiding the secrets and previous loss of love from tête-à-tête with Jane, we are as sure as the heroine that she is the only one who is eligible for salvaging Rochester and paves his path towards reformation and regeneration, as a domestic fairy to tame a restless Samson, an angel of the house.
Yet after all my task was not an easy one; often I would rather have pleased than teased him. My future husband was becoming to me my whole world; and more than the world: almost my hope of heaven. He stood between me and every thought of religion, as an eclipse intervenes between man and the broad sun. I could not, in those days, see God for His creature: of whom I had made an idol.
Jane Eyre, Chapter XXIV
Just as we are convinced of how the plot goes, reality keeps us in check and, like Jane, the graven image vanishes and disperses in front of her visage. “Thou shall not commit adultery”; Rochester might have a clever flair of gauging Jane’s passion and Feeling, but he underestimates and overlooks Jane’s Reason and Consciousness. She could be gentle, submissive, pliant; but her wanderer qualities are instinctive, and judgement is strong-willed if needed be. Jane’s resilience and self-worth to be independent of mistreatment and temptation against a wrongful union testify Rochester’s miscalculation.
Laws and principles are not for the times when there is no temptation: they are for such moments as this, when body and soul rise in mutiny against their rigour; stringent are they; inviolate they shall be. If at my individual convenience I might break them, what would be their worth? They have a worth – so I have always believed; and if I cannot believe it now, it is because I am insane – quite insane: with my veins running fire, and my heart beating faster than I can count its throbs. Preconceived opinions, foregone determinations, are all I have at this hour to stand by: there I plant my foot.”
Jane Eyre, Chapter XXVII
From the introduction of Victorian Love Stories: An Oxford Anthology edited by Kate Flint (OUP, 1997), one of the short stories Margaret (1869) by Christiana Fraser-Tyler tells of a young governess, Margaret, being seduced by the eldest son of the family. When she receives a love letter from the man, after much deliberation and a battle of emotional ambivalence, she defies the temptation and decides to leave her work permanently. It imparts a didactic message that an indigent employee, however defenceless and dependent might be, must take heed to consult the most appropriate action for herself based on class position and propriety. Reciprocated and unrequited romances between masters of households and young governesses were much popularized since the publication of Jane Eyre. “Young girl should be able to act with pragmatic common sense” (p. ix). Furthermore, Margaret serves a warning to underline the anxiety surrounding the three-decker romances of the time.
Although Jane and Rochester reconcile in the end, the affection she has for Rochester at the time of temptation gives her time to make a moral distinction; moreover, invoking the help of Mother Nature after leaving Rochester indicates that there is a more therapeutic and soporific Force as well as a powerful Being which oversees her rightful path and guides Rochester’s fitful desolation back on the right track. Her husk invisibly and silently treads on moorlands, hollows and glens, and her solitary spirit always seeks to be embraced amidst a vast manifestation.
St. John Rivers
Compared with Rochester who tries to conquer Jane’s Reason, St. John Rivers is the one who intends to conquer her Feeling and colonises her with Reason.
“To live here buried in morass, pent in with mountains – my nature, that God gave me, contravened; my faculties, heaven-bestowed, paralysed – made useless.
Jane Eyre, Chapter XXX
St. John Rivers, the Clergyman at the Morton village in North-Midland, and Rochester, the inheritor of Thornfield Hall are exact antipodes. St. John River has a stature tall and slim, fair hair, blue eyes, an appearance of a Grecian profile. Rochester, jet-black hair and thickset, is a figure of Samson and Vulcan. The similarities shared between them would be that though envincing different charisma, they both have a fitful and brooding nature which verges on shadows of melancholy. Rochester overbears wounded memories, his is a spirit who searches for love, a kindred soul, and a peace of mind; St John’s craves for a lifelong mission, a raging and tempestuous voyage, pitches and plunges – all trials which comprise the essentials of testing his resolve to spread his Master’s Word and glory. He dreads monotony, he embarrasses those who offer desultory and affectionate remarks which he finds them anything but salubrious. His considers himself the pack leader, inoculating and enlightening those who live in the void with his sole happiness resting on “my king, my lawgiver, my captain, the All-perfect”. He is the ultimate disciplinarian and dogmatist in the story.
Like many others, I also think St. John Rivers is a fascinating character. What I find him most interesting is that he keeps scrutinising every move of Jane and monitors every action, which is kind of comical in my opinion. He keeps a mental checklist of her fortitude and servitude to prove himself she is of a worthy pack, a good disciple complementing his lifelong mission and work. From assigning the task to Jane of “toiling” as a village schoolmistress to her generous distribution of inheritance, he is experimenting her will at his quiet recess and carefully drafting what goes on in his head and executing his plans.
I happened to look his way: there I found myself under the influence of the ever-watchful blue eye. How long it had been searching me through and through, and over and over, I cannot tell: so keen was it, and yet so cold, I felt for the moment superstitious—as if I were sitting in the room with something uncanny.
.Jane Eyre, Chapter XXXIV
The disposition of St. John Rivers reminds me at times of Villette and the surveillance of Madame Beck, of the religious doctrines and debates between Catholicism and Protestantism being expostulated throughout the novel. He is no Mr. Brocklehurst, who is an abominable flatterer, a hypocrite who somehow gets trampled by Miss Temple; he is not Helen Burns because he does not “appear to enjoy that mental serenity, that inward content, which should be the reward of every sincere Christian and practical philanthropist”; he is not Eliza Reed because he repels mundune life. St John is a really complex character indeed that demands quite a lot of time to wrestle with before we get to know him in entirety.
“God and nature intended you for a missionary’s wife. It is not personal, but mental endowments they have given you: you are formed for labour, not for love. A missionary’s wife you must—shall be. You shall be mine: I claim you – not for my pleasure, but for my Sovereign’s service.”
Jane Eyre, Chapter XXXIV
While Rochester teases Jane “having the air of a little nonnette; quaint, quiet, grave, and simple”, St. John trusts his instincts that she is destined to be a missionary wife whose work consists of duty and not for love. They should be married and spread the word of God in a foreign remote land rather than he goes alone as a bachelor. It is over this matter that although he has talent, a righteousness, he is too self-centered to put himself first over Jane’s Feeling, which he thinks is merely transient, superficial and futile.
“He is not my husband, nor ever will be. He does not love me: I do not love him. He loves (as he can love, and that is not as you love) a beautiful young lady called Rosamond. He wanted to marry me only because he thought I should make a suitable missionary’s wife, which she would not have done. He is good and great, but severe; and, for me, cold as an iceberg. He is not like you, sir: I am not happy at his side, nor near him, nor with him. He has no indulgence for me – no fondness. He sees nothing attractive in me; not even youth – only a few useful mental points.”
Jane Eyre, Chapter XXXVII
In Jane’s self-enlightening journey, we witness her rebellion against justice, against hypocrisy, against temptation, against Reason, against misconceptions of God’s faith, against all who try to instill perceptions of her, and comes back to what she think is most truthful path according to her heart.
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