JANE EYRE CHARLOTTE BRONTE Chapter 21 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng quen thuộc. Nhằm giúp các em và các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh | JANE EYRE CHARLOTTE BRONTE Chapter 21 Presentiments are strange things and so are sympathies and so are signs and the three combined make one mystery to which humanity has not yet found the key. I never laughed at presentiments in my life because I have had strange ones of my own. Sympathies I believe exist for instance between far-distant long-absent wholly estranged relatives asserting notwithstanding their alienation the unity of the source to which each traces his origin whose workings baffle mortal comprehension. And signs for aught we know may be but the sympathies of Nature with man. When I was a little girl only six years old I one night heard Bessie Leaven say to Martha Abbot that she had been dreaming about a little child and that to dream of children was a sure sign of trouble either to one s self or one s kin. The saying might have worn out of my memory had not a circumstance immediately followed which served indelibly to fix it there. The next day Bessie was sent for home to the deathbed of her little sister. Of late I had often recalled this saying and this incident for during the past week scarcely a night had gone over my couch that had not brought with it a dream of an infant which I sometimes hushed in my arms sometimes dandled on my knee sometimes watched playing with daisies on a lawn or again dabbling its hands in running water. It was a wailing child this night and a laughing one the next now it nestled close to me and now it ran from me but whatever mood the apparition evinced whatever aspect it wore it failed not for seven successive nights to meet me the moment I entered the land of slumber. I did not like this iteration of one idea--this strange recurrence of one image and I grew nervous as bedtime approached and the hour of the vision drew near. It was from companionship with this baby- phantom I had been roused on that moonlight night when I heard the cry and it was on the afternoon of the day following I was summoned downstairs by a .
