Camilla E-Book

Fanny Burney

• Herausgeber: Fanny Burney
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

Beschreibung

Camilla, subtitled A Picture of Youth, is a novel by Fanny Burney, first published in 1796. Camilla deals with the matrimonial concerns of a group of young people: Camilla Tyrold and her sisters, the sweet tempered Lavinia and the deformed, but extremely kind, Eugenia, and their cousin, the beautiful Indiana Lynmere - and in particular, with the love affair between Camilla herself and her eligible suitor, Edgar Mandlebert. They have many hardships, however, caused by misunderstandings and mistakes, in the path of true love.An enormously popular eighteenth-century novel, Camilla is touched at many points by the advancing spirit of romanticism. As in Evelina, Burney weaves into her novel shafts of light and dark, comic episodes and gothic shudders, and creates many social, emotional, and mental dilemmas that illuminate the gap between generations (font: Wikipedia)

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BOOK I

A Family Scene

Comic Gambols

Consequences

Studies of a grown Gentleman

Schooling of a young Gentleman

Tuition of a young Lady

Lost Labour

BOOK II

New Projects

New Characters

A Family Breakfast

A Public Breakfast

A Raffle

A Barn

A Declaration

An Answer

An Explication

A Panic

Two Lovers

Two Doctors

Two Ways of looking at the same Thing

Two Retreats

Two Sides of a Question

BOOK III

A few kind Offices

A Pro and a Con

An Author’s Notion of Travelling

An Internal Detection

An Author’s Opinion of Visitin

An Author’s Idea of Orde

A Maternal Eye

Modern Ideas of Duty

A Few Embarrassment

Modern Ideas of Life

Modern Notions of Penitence

Airs and Graces

Attic Adventures

BOOK IV

A Few Explanations

Specimens of Taste

A Few Compliments

The Danger of Disguise

Strictures on Deformit

Strictures on Beauty

The Pleadings of Pity

The Disastrous Buskins

Three Golden Maxims

BOOK V

A Pursuer

An Adviser

Various Confabulations

A Dodging

A Sermon

A Chat

A Recall

A Youth of the Time

BOOK VI

A Walk by Moonligh

The Pantiles

Mount Ephraim

Knowle

Mount Pleasant

The Accomplished Monkies

The Rooms

Ways to the Heart

Counsels for Conquest

Strictures upon the Ton

Traits of Character

Traits of Eccentricity

Traits of Instruction

A Demander

An Accorder

An Helper

BOOK VII

The right Style of Arguing

A Council

A Proposal of Marriage

A Bull-Dog

An Oak Tree

A Call of the House

The Triumph of Pride

A Summons to Happiness

Offs and Ons

Resolutions

Ease and Freedom

Dilemmas

Live and Learn

BOOK VIII

A Way to make Friends

A Rage of Obliging

A Pleasant Adventure

An Author’s Time-keeper

An Agreeable Hearing

Ideas upon Marriage

How to treat a Defamer

The Power of Prepossession

A Scuffle

A Youthful Effusion

The Computations of Self-Love

Juvenile Calculations

BOOK IX

A Water Party

Touches of Wit and Humour

An Adieu

A Modest Request

A Self-dissection

A Reckoning

Brides and no Brides

A Hint for Debtors

A Lover’s Eye

A Bride’s Resolves

The Workings of Sorrow

BOOK X

A Surprise

A Narrative

The Progress of Dissipation

Hints upon National Prejudice

The Operation of Terror

The Reverse of a Mask

A New View of an old Mansion

A Last Resource

A Spectacle

A Vision

Means to still Agitation

Means to Obtain a Boon

Questions and Answers

The last Touches of the Picture

To The Queen

MADAM,

THAT Goodness inspires a confidence, which, by divesting respect of terror, excites attachment to Greatness, the presentation of this little Work, to Your Majesty must truly, however humbly, evince; and though a public manifestation of duty and regard from an obscure Individual may betray a proud ambition, it is, I trust, but a venial–I am sure it is a natural one.

In those to whom Your Majesty is known but by exaltation of Rank, it may raise, perhaps, some surprise, that scenes, characters, and incidents, which have reference only to common life, should be brought into so august a presence; but the inhabitant of a retired cottage, who there receives the benign permission which at Your Majesty’s feet casts this humble offering, bears in mind recollections which must live there while ‘memory holds its seat,’ of a benevolence withheld from no condition, and delighting in all ways to speed the progress of Morality, through whatever channel it could flow, to whatever port it might steer. I blush at the inference I seem here to leave open of annexing undue importance to a production of apparently so light a kind yet if my hope, my view-however fallacious they may eventually prove, extended not beyond whiling away an idle hour, should I dare seek such patronage?

With the deepest gratitude, and most heart-felt respect, I am,

MADAM,

Your Majesty’s

Most obedient, most obliged, And most dutiful servant, F. d’Arblay.

Bookham, June 28, 1796

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THE Author of this little Work cannot, in the anxious moment of committing it to its fate, refuse herself the indulgence of expressing some portion of the gratitude with which she is filled, by the highly favourable reception given to her TWO former attempts in this species of composition; nor forbear pouring forth her thanks to the many Friends whose kind zeal has forwarded the present undertaking: from amongst whom she knows not how to resist selecting and gratifying herself by naming the Hon. Mrs. BOSCAWEN, Mrs. CREWE, and Mrs. LOCKE.

BOOK I

THE historian of human life finds less of difficulty and of intricacy to develop, in its accidents and adventures, than the investigator of the human heart in its feelings and its changes. In vain may Fortune wave her many-coloured banner, alternately regaling and dismaying, with hues that seem glowing with all the creation’s felicities, or with tints that appear stained with ingredients of unmixt horrors; her most rapid vicissitudes, her most unassimilating eccentricities, are mocked, laughed at, and distanced by the wilder wonders of the Heart of man; that amazing assemblage of all possible contrarieties, in which one thing alone is steady-the perverseness of spirit which grafts desire on what is denied. Its qualities are indefinable, its resources unfathomable, its weaknesses indefensible. In our neighbours we cannot judge, in ourselves we dare not trust it. We lose ere we learn to appreciate, and ere we can comprehend it we must be born again. Its capacity o’er-leaps all limit, while its futility includes every absurdity. It lives its own surprise-it ceases to beat-and the void is inscrutable! In one grand and general view, who can display such a portrait? Fairly, however faintly, to delineate some of its features, is the sole and discriminate province of the pen which would trace nature, yet blot out personality.

Chapter 1

A Family Scene

REPOSE is not more welcome to the worn and to the aged, to the sick and to the unhappy, than danger, difficulty, and toil to the young and adventurous. Danger they encounter but as the forerunner of success; difficulty, as the spur of ingenuity; and toil, as the herald of honour. The experience which teaches the lesson of truth, and the blessings of tranquillity, comes not in the shape of warning nor of wisdom; from such they turn aside, defying or disbelieving. ’Tis in the bitterness of personal proof alone, in suffering and in feeling, in erring and in repenting, that experience comes home with conviction, or impresses to any use.

In the bosom of her respectable family resided Camilla. Nature, with a bounty the most profuse, had been lavish to her of attractions; Fortune, with a moderation yet kinder, had placed her between luxury and indigence. Her abode was in the parsonage-house of Etherington, beautifully situated in the unequal county of Hampshire, and in the vicinity of the varied landscapes of the New Forest. Her father, the rector, was the younger son of the house of Tyrold. The living, though not considerable, enabled its incumbent to attain every rational object of his modest and circumscribed wishes; to bestow upon a deserving wife whatever her own forbearance declined not; and to educate a lovely race of one son and three daughters, with that expansive propriety, which unites improvement for the future with present enjoyment.

In goodness of heart, and in principles of piety, this exemplary couple was bound to each other by the most perfect unison of character, though in their tempers there was a contrast which had scarce the gradation of a single shade to smooth off its abrupt dissimilitude. Mr. Tyrold, gentle with wisdom, and benign in virtue, saw with compassion all imperfections but his own, and there doubled the severity which to others he spared. Yet the mildness that urged him to pity blinded him not to approve; his equity was unerring, though his judgment was indulgent. His partner had a firmness of mind which nothing could shake: calamity found her resolute; even prosperity was powerless to lull her duties asleep. The exalted character of her husband was the pride of her existence, and the source of her happiness. He was not merely her standard of excellence, but of endurance, since her sense of his worth was the criterion for her opinion of all others. This instigated a spirit of comparison, which is almost always uncandid, and which here could rarely escape proving injurious. Such, at its very best, is the unskilfulness of our fallible nature, that even the noble principle which impels our love of right, misleads us but into new deviations, when its ambition presumes to point at perfection. In this instance, however, distinctness of disposition stifled not reciprocity of affection-that magnetic concentration of all marriage felicity;–Mr. Tyrold revered while he softened the rigid virtues of his wife, who adored while she fortified the melting humanity of her husband.