夏洛蒂·勃朗特
　　夏洛蒂·勃朗特（CharlotteBront?,1816年4月21日---1855年3月31日）生于英国北部约克郡的豪渥斯的一个乡村牧师家庭。夏洛蒂·勃朗特有两个姐姐、两个妹妹和一个弟弟。两个妹妹，即艾米莉·勃朗特和安妮·勃朗特，也是著名作家，因而在英国文学史上常有"勃朗特三姐妹"之称。1847年，夏洛蒂·勃朗特出版著名的长篇小说《简·爱》，轰动文坛。1848年秋到1849年她的弟弟和两个妹妹相继去世。在死亡的阴影和困惑下，她坚持完成了《谢利》一书，寄托了她对妹妹艾米莉的哀思，并描写了英国早期自发的工人运动。她另有作品《维莱特》（1853）和《教师》（1857），这两部作品均根据其本人生活经历写成。夏洛蒂·勃朗特善于以抒情的笔法描写自然景物，作品具有浓厚的感情色彩。注：《教师》一书在她死后才出版。大约在1857年左右。

　　JaneEyre，中文译名为《简·爱》，是世界十大名著之一。
　　简·爱自幼父母双亡，投靠冷酷的舅母，但舅母无情地抛弃了她。她在一所慈善学校做了六年的学生和两年的教师。十八岁时，简·爱受聘到桑菲尔德府学当家庭教师，认识了主人罗切斯特。两人都被对方独特的气质和丰富的感情所吸引，于是不顾身份和地位的巨大差距深深相爱了。正当他们举行婚礼时，有人证明罗切斯特的前妻还活着。简·爱知道他们不可能有平等的婚姻，于是选择了离开。后来，简·爱意外遇见了她的表兄妹们，并从叔叔那里继承了一笔遗产。但她无法抵御对罗切斯特的刻骨思念，于是便回到了已经失去了财富、身体也遭到火灾严重摧残的罗切斯特身边，毅然跟他结婚。在爱的沐浴下，罗切斯特找回了幸福和健康。

　　
　　Therewasnopossibilityoftakingawalkthatday.Wehadbeenwandering,indeed,intheleaflessshrubberyanhourinthemorning;butsincedinner(Mrs.Reed,whentherewasnocompany,dinedearly)thecoldwinterwindhadbroughtwithitcloudssosombre,andarainsopenetrating,thatfurtherout-doorexercisewasnowoutofthequestion.
　　Iwasgladofit:Ineverlikedlongwalks,especiallyonchillyafternoons:dreadfultomewasthecominghomeintherawtwilight,withnippedfingersandtoes,andaheartsaddenedbythechidingsofBessie,thenurse,andhumbledbytheconsciousnessofmyphysicalinferioritytoEliza,John,andGeorgianaReed.
　　ThesaidEliza,John,andGeorgianawerenowclusteredroundtheirmamainthedrawing-room:shelayreclinedonasofabythefireside,andwithherdarlingsabouther(forthetimeneitherquarrellingnorcrying)lookedperfectlyhappy.Me,shehaddispensedfromjoiningthegroup;saying,"Sheregrettedtobeunderthenecessityofkeepingmeatadistance;butthatuntilsheheardfromBessie,andcoulddiscoverbyherownobservation,thatIwasendeavouringingoodearnesttoacquireamoresociableandchildlikedisposition,amoreattractiveandsprightlymanner-somethinglighter,franker,morenatural,asitwere-shereallymustexcludemefromprivilegesintendedonlyforcontented,happy,littlechildren."
　　"WhatdoesBessiesayIhavedone?"Iasked.
　　"Jane,Idon'tlikecavillersorquestioners;besides,thereissomethingtrulyforbiddinginachildtakinguphereldersinthatmanner.Beseatedsomewhere;anduntilyoucanspeakpleasantly,remainsilent."
　　Abreakfast-roomadjoinedthedrawing-room.Islippedinthere.Itcontainedabookcase:Isoonpossessedmyselfofavolume,takingcarethatitshouldbeonestoredwithpictures.Imountedintothewindow-seat:gatheringupmyfeet,Isatcross-legged,likeaTurk;and,havingdrawntheredmoreencurtainnearlyclose,Iwasshrinedindoubleretirement.
　　Foldsofscarletdraperyshutinmyviewtotherighthand;totheleftweretheclearpanesofglass,protecting,butnotseparatingmefromthedrearNovemberday.Atintervals,whileturningovertheleavesofmybook,Istudiedtheaspectofthatwinterafternoon.Afar,itofferedapaleblankofmistandcloud;nearasceneofwetlawnandstorm-beatshrub,withceaselessrainsweepingawaywildlybeforealongandlamentableblast.
　　Ireturnedtomybook-Bewick'sHistoryofBritishBirds:theletterpressthereofIcaredlittlefor,generallyspeaking;andyettherewerecertainintroductorypagesthat,childasIwas,Icouldnotpassquiteasablank.Theywerethosewhichtreatofthehauntsofsea-fowl;of"thesolitaryrocksandpromontories"bythemonlyinhabited;ofthecoastofNorway,studdedwithislesfromitssouthernextremity,theLindeness,orNaze,totheNorthCape-