Such is the case with matchmaking Emma Woodhouse. Her expectations in the way of romance leaves her thoroughly disenchanted. The couple she carefully orchestrated fall away in strife. So burdened was she by these defeats that in Chapter 16 she claims, “It was wrong, to take so active a part in bringing any two people together.”
Had Emma taken to heart these matchmaking truths, she and her matches would have faired far better.
This final installment lends insight to unassuming lies on may believe when bringing good people together.
In fact, she arguably has few — if any —successful relationships to her credit. Still, she is worthy of analysis. For whose failures better to learn from than a heroine of sincere heart and unprecedented ambition?
This installment shares dos and don’ts to abide by in the art of matchmaking.
Emma had witnessed a fondness between him and Miss Taylor ever since the day their paths crossed on Broadway-lane. Upon returning from their wedding, Emma boasts to her father and Mr. Knightley of how she “planned the match from that hour.”
“Where is your merit?” Mr. Knightley asks. “What are you proud of? You made a lucky guess; and that is all that can be said.”
“A lucky guess is never merely luck. There is always some talent in it. If I had not promoted Mr. Weston’s visits here, and given many little encouragements, and smoothed many little matters, it might not have come to any thing after all.”
Some are made in Hartfield, by Jane Austen’s Emma.
This first installment of The Art of Matchmaking explores the best traits when taking “so active a part in bringing any two people together.” A portion of these qualities is exemplified by the meddlesome heroine. But, of course, not all. . .
Three years. Three years stretch between the time Victoria and Albert said “how do you do” and “I do.” Here lies an account of their courtship period. Told through letters, diaries, and accounts from bystanders.
“I cannot make speeches, Emma,” [Mr. Knightley] soon resumed; and in a tone of such sincere, decided, intelligible tenderness as was tolerably convincing. “If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.” –Emma, Jane Austen
Undoubtedly countless gentlemen found themselves identical to Mr. Knightley’s distress. What Victorians held in their hearts was not always so easily expressed. Even so, sweet sentiments were not to be neglected.
Etiquette hardly made allowances for improper introductions—let alone grand gestures.
That is how the language of of flowers (floriography) came into being. Feelings that could not be spoken or proclaimed publicly could instead be expressed through blooms.
Whether you can write romantic prose or not, the course of online dating never did run smooth.
Below you’ll find the imagined dating profiles of Jane Austen, J. R. R. Tolkien, Ernest Hemingway, Agatha Christie, William Shakespeare, Edgar Allan Poe, and Lucy Maud Montgomery. The text majority is comprised of quotes from the authors themselves.
I’ve come here with no expectations. I wish as well as everybody else to be happy; but like everybody else, it must be in my own way.
All I want in a man is someone who rides bravely, dances beautifully, sings with vigor, reads passionately, and whose taste agrees in every point with my own.
Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony which is why I’ll end up an old maid. However, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then.
What is your favorite compliment that you have received?
Obstinate, headstrong girl.
Favorite date. . .
There is nothing like staying home for real comfort.
My idea of good company is the company of clever, well-informed people who have a great deal of conversation. I do not want people to be very agreeable as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal.
Yes to the White House masquerade. Yes to a private tour by President John Tyler himself. Yes to hearing the soft strings and lull of party conversation as they ventured further into the candlelit corridors.
It was a night of yes for Julia Gardiner until it wasn’t at all.
“No!” She couldn’t possibly have heard him right. President Tyler shouldn’t have— wouldn’t have asked for her hand in marriage. “No.”
A forceful shake of her head caused the tassel of her hat to slap him. “No.”