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A Memoir of Jane Austen

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CHAPTER V

Description of Jane Austen’s person, character, and tastes°

AS my memoir has now reached the period when I saw a great

deal of my aunt, and was old enough to understand something of

her value, I will here attempt a description of her person, mind,

and habits. In person she was very attractive; her figure was

rather tall and slender, her step light and firm, and her whole

appearance expressive of health and animation. In complexion

she was a clear brunette with a rich colour; she had full round

cheeks, with mouth and nose small and well formed, bright hazel

eyes, and brown hair forming natural curls close round her face.

If not so regularly handsome as her sister, yet her countenance

had a peculiar charm of its own to the eyes of most beholders. At

the time of which I am now writing, she never was seen, either

morning or evening, without a cap; I believe that she and her

sister were generally thought to have taken to the garb of middle

age earlier than their years or their looks required; and that,

though remarkably neat in their dress as in all their ways, they

were scarcely sufficiently regardful of the fashionable, or the

becoming.

She was not highly accomplished according to the present

standard. Her sister drew well, and it is from a drawing of hers

that the likeness prefixed to this volume has been taken.° Jane

herself was fond of music, and had a sweet voice, both in singing

and in conversation; in her youth she had received some instruction

on the pianoforte; and at Chawton she practised daily, chiefly

before breakfast. I believe she did so partly that she might not

disturb the rest of the party who were less fond of music. In the

evening she would sometimes sing, to her own accompaniment,

some simple old songs, the words and airs of which, now never

heard, still linger in my memory.°

She read French with facility, and knew something of Italian.°

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