An introduction to the literature by ethan frome

Hale, in particular, had a certain wan refinement not out of keeping with her pale old-fashioned house. But at sunset the clouds gathered again, bringing an earlier night, and the snow began to fall straight and steadily from a sky without wind, in a soft universal diffusion more confusing than the gusts and eddies of the morning.

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It stood at one end of the main street, its classic portico and small-paned windows looking down a flagged path between Norway spruces to the slim white steeple of the Congregational church. Chance circumstances arise that allow the narrator to hire Frome as his driver for a week.

But one phrase stuck in my memory and served as the nucleus about which I grouped my subsequent inferences: However, the problems that the characters endure are still consistently the same, where the protagonist has to decide whether or not to fulfill their duty or follow their heart.

Watching Mattie whirl down the floor from hand to hand he wondered how he could ever have thought that his dull talk interested her. She had an eye to see and an ear to hear: The night was perfectly still, and the air so dry and pure that it gave little sensation of cold.

He had to stay then. Only once or twice was the distance between us bridged for a moment; and the glimpses thus gained confirmed my desire to know more. The height of the white waves massed against the garden-fence and along the wall of the church showed that the storm must have been going on all night, and that the drifts were likely to be heavy in the open.

I stared at the suggestion. Opposite the Varnum gate, where the road fell away toward the Corbury valley, the church reared its slim white steeple and narrow peristyle. One cold winter morning, as he dressed in the dark, his candle flickering in the draught of the ill-fitting window, he had heard her speak from the bed behind him.

There was no hint of disapproval in her reserve; I merely felt in her an insurmountable reluctance to speak of him or his affairs, a low "Yes, I knew them both The problem before me, as I saw in the first flash, was this: But at sunset the clouds gathered again, bringing an earlier night, and the snow began to fall straight and steadily from a sky without wind, in a soft universal diffusion more confusing than the gusts and eddies of the morning.

Day by day, after the December snows were over, a blazing blue sky poured down torrents of light and air on the white landscape, which gave them back in an intenser glitter. Frome did not even turn his head as we drove by, and still in silence we began to mount the next slope. After a couple of miles of unsure progress, Frome is finally able to identify his gate through the mist and darkness.

He feels that he cannot abandon Zeena because he knows that she would neither be able to run the farm nor sell it the poor quality of the place has been discussed at several points in the story already.

Down the side wall facing the window stood a row of kitchen chairs from which the older women had just risen. At first she was so awkward that he could not help laughing at her; but she laughed with him and that made them better friends. He was not the kind of man to be turned from his business by any commotion of the elements; and at the appointed hour his sleigh glided up through the snow like a stage-apparition behind thickening veils of gauze.The Free Library > Literature > Edith Wharton > Ethan Frome > Introduction Introduction I Had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.

Read Introduction of Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton. The text begins: I had known something of New England village life long before I made my home in the same county as my imaginary Starkfield; though, during the years spent there, certain of its aspects became much more familiar to me.

Even before that final initiation, however, I had had. Ethan Frome, first published inshows off Edith Wharton's down in the dumps chops. This lady was as prolific as they come, and most of her stuff wasn't in the super uplifting category of literature.

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“Ethan Frome” is to me above all else a judgment on that system which fails to redeem such villages as Mrs.

Wharton’s Starkfield.

—Literary critic and author Edwin Bjorkman Readers of Edith Wharton’s Ethan Frome () can hardly fail to be moved by the suffering of the title character. A summary of Introduction in Edith Wharton's Ethan Frome.

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