Bookish Matters

The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.

—Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

Sunday, May 15, 2011

wanton play

I did it, I finished the most-scandalous Monk. And it really was scandalous, at least by the standards of the eighteenth century. And much more entertaining than I had expected. Ghosts, murderers, rapists, trapdoors, sexism, sepulchres, good Christian values, sorcery, unwanted pregnancies—this book has it all! Here is just a taste of The Monk:

She was undressing to bathe herself. The long tresses of her hair were already bound up...She threw off her last garment...At this moment a tame linnet flew towards her, nestled its head between her breasts, and nibbled them in wanton play.

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