Jane Austen’s early death cut off a writer just entering her prime, robbing the world of her wit, and sharp, perceptive tongue years before we, or her family or she might have wished.

What might Jane Austen have become given a longer journey on earth? Empowered by her brilliant writings? Embittered by that sharp tongue? Embattled in her attempt to stay what she saw as England’s decline from the common sense and kindness of her own age into a maelstrom of progress that changed pastoral England into the bustling self-satisfied world of Victorian industry–Charles Dickens’s smoke-filled nightmare of poverty, a culture grown far away from the land and its teaching? Can we ever know what she might think of all this?

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Join actor Bonda Lewis in a retrospective speculation on Jane Austen’s death and life, as the author.

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