Romantic And Gothic Eras Of Literature

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The Romantic and Gothic eras of literature were ages of exploring the dark inner workings of the mind beyond rational reason.The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne, "Imps of the Perverse " by Edgar Allan Poe delve into the effects of irrational actions fueled by characters ' emotions which often lead to drastic unintended consequences and obstruct the characters from paths to self-advancement ultimately leaving readers to question the true enemy of man: the mind. While the outside world can be a hostile environment filled with predators and disease, the mind and heart still prove to be the most deadly enemy to the cold advancement of men and women alike.

Nathaniel Hawthorne intended for his novel to be a Romance novel where he could explore …show more content…

A part of Romanticism, the Gothic era of literature explores the inner workings of the human mind but was much more cynical about the capacities of man. Gothic stories often illustrated the world as dark, and also focused on augmenting interactions at an individual level. Works such as "The Imps of the Perverse" unsettle readers by smudging the line between sanity and insanity and providing a sense of complacency to readers, as though they were somehow responsible for the events in works read. Works from the Gothic explored the faults of man through their mind also reinforcing the theme that the human mind can be a great asset, or the deadliest enemy that human must …show more content…

In "The Imps of the Perverse" by Edgar Allan Poe, the narrator murders a man he is connected with in some way and inherits all that that man owns without fear of getting caught until a single thought enters his mind. While reminding himself that the only way he could get caught is if "….if I be not fool enough to make open confession…" he is suddenly inundated with dread and a strong compulsion to confess (Poe, 4). Until finally, the narrator describes the moments that lead up to his confession: "Could I have torn out my tongue, I would have done it, but a rough voice resounded in my ears-- a rougher grasp seized me by the shoulder. I turned -- I gasped for breath. For a moment I experienced all the pangs of suffocation; I became blind, and deaf, and giddy; and then some invisible fiend, I thought, struck me with his broad palm upon the back. The long imprisoned secret burst forth from my soul" (Poe, 5). Though the narrator would have gotten away with murder and been able to live comfortably on the wealth he left behind, his mind, disguised as the devil betrayed him into confessing thus ruining his

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