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I finished Daniel Deronda and I have to think due to the time period this novel is in the famous British tradition of taking real life people and crafting fiction around them. Clearly this novel is in some way related to British Prime Minister Benjamin Disreali who was a Jew raised in Britian. I don't know how Eliot fashioned the name Daniel Deronda from Benjamin Disreali but it would fun to find out.

Deronda breaks the news of his engagement to Mirah to Gwendolyn. Deronda also tells Gwendolyn that he is a Jew as an excuse to why he's marrying Mirah who herself is a Jew. I have a similar circumstance with myself being of Dutch descent in relation to a girlfriend I had who was Spanish although I am fair skinned. The Dutch were once part of Spain so in essence I myself could be considered Spanish. Although I am fair toned and pass as a WASP, my history says I am Spanish. Much as Deronda raised to be an English gentleman, and then finding out he is Jewish.

Chapter LXVIII is Mirah's father stealing Deronda's ring and then Deronda professes his love for Mirah. It's funny symbolism that a ring goes missing to a future father-in-law.

This chapter mention Mirah's father's impressions of Deronda, and goes to a scene with Hans and Deronda discussing their mutual feelings for Mirah. I love to see two men acting like gentlemen over a dispute about a lady. Women could never do that. They don't have it in their nature.

In this chapter, Mirah's father returns to the house after blowing the money she gave him. Eliot gives some good anecdotes on the evils of gambling. I tend look at gambling as all we do in America whether it's stock market speculators, presidential elections or the news whether it's straight or skewed. I think portraying Mirah's father as someone from the continent of Europe as being of ill repute she is just being an English prude.

Chapter LXV finds Gwendolyn making her last appeal to Deronda to find a place in his heart for her. Love triangles are the most anxiety plaguing dilemmas ever created. Much like a triangle-shaped pyramid scheme it creates interlocking desires centered on one object. The pressure created from two desires each arrive at their one object from different angles. The difference in angles is the difference of affection the one object feels towards the competing desires.

The chapter LXIV is about Gwendolyn changing perspective since the tragedy of the drowning. I face a similar circumstance after my incarceration in the county I spent my entire life in. I see the place I live in as a place rife with corruption and intolerance. I was never popular in the town even though I participated actively in accordance with the law. I guess when it rains the grass grows much like sorrow changes us hopefully into better people.

The chapter LXIII is a point in the narrative where the course of the story ebbs. Nothing is resolved. The continuation of Deronda and Mirah's flirtation is prominent in this chapter. Heinrich Heine's Gestandisse, in German mind you, is a fine introduction and reminds me to study German sometime. No introspections from me on this chapter, but I would like to add, why don't we call abuses insults? The word Insult would defuse the holy writ of the word abuse. The negative connotations of the word abuse is a hyperbole to the true nature of interactions between individuals resulting in a discourse of differences. Just my observation.

Chapter LXII is the meeting between Mirah and her estranged father. I meditate on the moment of answering her father's request for money. The moment of answer is suffered with many different emotions and feelings such as "could do nothing but put her hand in her pocket." Questions have that response sometimes with me when the gravity of the question is from a person I care about. Questions have the appropriate symbol in the form of a 🪝.

The chapter is about Daniel Deronda receiving the chest from his grandfather's friend Joseph Kalonymos. George Eliot makes mention of Karl the Great sending so and so ancestors to Germany. European culture makes my stomach churn with their history remarked on as a point of fact. History is up for debate Europe. There can't be this one linear monologuing from Christ's death to modern times. It just leaves a bad taste in one's mouth.

The chapter LIX is the meeting between Sir Hugo Mallinger and Daniel Deronda after the drowning and Deronda meeting his mother. I found an interesting piece of dialogue between Mallinger and Deronda. The piece is this Mallinger to Deronda, " You have a passion for people who are pelted, Dan. I'm sorry for them too; but so far as company goes, it's a bad selection." Yes people who are pelted elicit so many emotions. People want to help them, but are they that way for a reason. It's difficult to understand. The nature of people pelted is like how you treat animals. Treat them good, they tend to behave that way. Treat them unkind, they bite back so to speak.

This chapter deals with the Davilows and Gasciognes learning of Gwendolyn's widowing. The chapter speaks of Rex's conflicting emotions of the event. I personally of the mind that Rex should attempt to try Kindle a relationship with Gwendolyn. Not soon though, but that he should at least try and console her for her loss. After reading "Can You Forgive Her" by Anthony Trollope, I believe men should try again with a woman who refuses an advance of a man in preference for another suitor who turns out to be not the one. Those hurt feelings can easily be replaced by pleasurable ones once that man has succeeded in finding true happiness with the woman he loves.

This chapter is about Gwendolyn recounting the occurrence of Grandcourt, her husband, drowning. The poem of Coleridge at the beginning is very appropriate to the chapter. I find similarities between the heroine and myself. I was a nurse and a patient died on me. I felt remorse and sorrow and sense of guilt. Although I wasn't married to the patient which would be different. There were some confusing parts like this, " that thorn-pressure which must come with the crowning of the sorrowful Better, suffering because of the Worse." I guess my interpretation would be change is hard but makes us Better because the Worse would be the same thing every single day for the rest of our undying lives.

I am reading "Daniel Deronda," and I am almost finished. I thought I would share my introspection of each of final chapters of the book. For chapter LV is when Deronda finds our Grandcourt has drowned to put into context. I found a passage that made ponder. It goes, "One said it was a milord who had gone our in a sailing boat; another maintained that the prostrate figure he discerned was miladi; a Frenchman who had no glass would rather say that it was milord who had probably taken his wife out to drown her, according to the national practice -- a remark which an English skipper immediately commented on in our native idiom ( as nonsense -- had undergone a mining operation)...." The passage confused me as is it making fun of national characteristics of different countries. I like the phrase " Hebrew dyed Italian" in his remarks about a prayers in a synagogue in Genoa. I think Jews and Italians have similar Mediterranean gene traits, so I found that phrase funny.

Hello! I'm a big fan of George Eliot's work, but not being an academic, just wanted to see if I could connect with any others regarding some of her texts, especially Middlemarch, The Mill on the Floss, Adam Bede and Felix Holt. Curious what current readers think of these works!

What do you think of George Eliot putting facets of her own life into her work? I think her fiction benefits from it because then she could delve deeper into the psychology of the stories she created, being acquainted with the settings, subject matter, history, and characters.

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I have been wanting to read Middlemarch for years, ever since I saw it on so many authors’ top ten must-read lists, and last night I finished it. I subvocalize, and I read every single word of a book, so I’m a slow reader. A great story well told. I enjoyed greatly how the finale summed up everyone’s lives. “…and rest in unvisited tombs.”

I loved the lesson in the story and the plot really connected with me. The characters were well rounded in diverse. The all had flaws that made them unique and interesting to attach yourself to. George Eliot knew how to engage the readers in my opinion.

Anyone down to discuss this magnum opus? There are a number of passages which I would like to get others' thoughts and interpretations on, as well as how closely they relate to modern day society. For what it is worth, I felt the book was absolutely brilliant on many levels, not the least of which is describing how societies will function for as long as humans exist.

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Over in /r/Canonade I'm considering starting a group read of "The Lifted Veil" -- it would be two or three weeks from now. PM me, or reply here, if you'd be interested and plan to contribute, or if you have any questions/suggestions.