The Rainbow and Women in Love
The Rainbow and Women in Love
D. H. Lawrence
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A renowned literary figure, D. H. Lawrence pushed the boundaries of early twentieth century literature with his frank discussion of sexuality and women’s physical desire.
Set against the backdrop of England’s industrial revolution, The Rainbow examines shifting social roles in pre-First World War England through the experiences of three generations of Brangwen women—Anna, Ursula, and Gudrun—who each deal with their own challenges: forbidden sexual desire, unfulfilling marriages and the impossibility of physical love.
Ursula and Gundrun Brangwen’s stories continue in Women in Love, as they meet and develop relationships with Gerald Crich and Rupert Birkin.
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did not know how to go on with it properly. The children were her masters. She deferred to them. She could always hear Mr. Brunt. Like a machine, always in the same hard, high, inhuman voice he went on with his teaching, oblivious of everything. And before this inhuman number of children she was always at bay. She could not get away from it. There it was, this class of fifty collective children, depending on her for command, for command it hated and resented. It made her feel she could not
the same still, clarified, almost childlike look, impersonal. They saw the driver’s strange, full, dark face peering into the lamps under drawn brows. Ursula shuddered. It was the face almost of an animal yet of a quick, strong, wary animal that had them within its knowledge, almost within its power. She clung closer to Krebensky. “My love?” she said to him, questioningly, when the car was again running in full motion. He made no movement or sound. He let her hold his hand, he let her reach
was she, left with all the anguish of consciousness, whilst he was sunk deep into the other element of mindless, remote, living shadow-gleam. He was beautiful, far-off, and perfected. They would never be together. Ah, this awful, inhuman distance which would always be interposed between her and the other being! There was nothing to do but to lie still and endure. She felt an overwhelming tenderness for him, and a dark, under-stirring of jealous hatred, that he should lie so perfect and immune,
coldly. Now Ursula was silent. ‘Well,’ she said at last, with a doubtful laugh, ‘I hope he has a good time with her.’ At which Gudrun looked more glum. Chapter XXVIII Gudrun in the Pompadour Christmas drew near, all four prepared for flight. Birkin and Ursula were busy packing their few personal things, making them ready to be sent off, to whatever country and whatever place they might choose at last. Gudrun was very much excited. She loved to be on the wing. She and Gerald, being ready
face, and in his intent movements. He was like a lover who knows he is betrayed, but who still loves, whose love is only the more intense. The church was false, but he served it the more attentively. During the day, at his work in the office, he kept himself suspended. He did not exist. He worked automatically till it was time to go home. He loved with a hot heart the dark-haired little Ursula, and he waited for the child to come to consciousness. Now the mother monopolized the baby. But his