Gaston de Blondeville, vol. 1 of 4 : $b or the court of Henry III. keeping festival in Ardenne, a romance. St. Alban's abbey, a metrical tale; with some poetical piecesRadcliffe, Ann Ward
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Gaston de Blondeville, vol. 1 of 4 : $b or the court of Henry III. keeping festival in Ardenne, a romance. St. Alban's abbey, a metrical tale; with some poetical pieces
Radcliffe, Ann Ward
Gothic fiction; Great Britain -- History -- Henry III, 1216-1272 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
Incited by the intellectual recompense of such a pursuit, Mrs. Radcliffe
gave her romances in quick succession to the world:—her first work, “The
Castles of Athlin and Dunbayne,” was published in the year 1789; the
“Sicilian Romance,” in 1790; the “Romance of the Forest,” in 1791; “The
Mysteries of Udolpho,” in 1794; and “The Italian,” in 1797. It is
pleasing to trace the developement of her resources and her gradual
acquisition of mastery over them in these productions. The first, with a
goodly number of old towers, dungeon keeps, subterraneous passages and
hair-breadth escapes, has little of reality, or life; as if the author
had caught a glimpse of the regions of romance from afar, and formed a
sort of dreamy acquaintance with its recesses and glooms. In her next
work, the “Sicilian Romance,” she seems to obtain a bird’s-eye view of
all the surface of that delightful region—she places its winding vales
and delicious bowers and summer seas before the eye of the mind—but is
as yet unable to introduce the reader individually into the midst of the
scene, to surround him with its luxurious air, and compel him to shudder
at its terrors. In the “Romance of the Forest,” she approaches and takes
up her very residence in the pleasant borders of the enchanted land; the
sphere she chooses is small and the persons limited; but here she
exercises clear dominion, and realizes every thing to the fancy. The
“Mysteries of Udolpho” is the work of one, who has entered and possessed
a mighty portion of that enchanted land; who is familiar with its
massive towers and solemn glooms;—and who presents its objects of
beauty, or horror, through a certain haze, which sometimes magnifies and
sometimes veils their true proportions. In the “Italian,” she occupies a
less space; but, shining in golden light, her figures have the
distinctness of terrible pictures; and her scenes, though perhaps less
astounding in the aggregate, are singly more thrilling and vivid.
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