Attending to Women in Early Modern England

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Betty Travitsky, Adele F. Seeff, Susan Amussen
University of Delaware Press, 1994 - Literary Criticism - 382 pages
"This volume contains the edited proceedings from the 1990 symposium "Attending to Women in Early Modern England," which was sponsored by the Center for Renaissance and Baroque Studies and the University of Maryland at College Park. Edited by Betty S. Travitsky and Adele F. Seeff in collaboration with a national committee of scholars, the book focuses on the interdisciplinary study of women in early modern England, addressing such areas of scholarly concern as what new research concepts can guide scholarship on early modern women? How were the public and private identities of these women constructed? What were the similarities between visible and invisible women in early modern England? How can - and should - studies on early modern women transform the classroom?"--BOOK JACKET.Title Summary field provided by Blackwell North America, Inc. All Rights Reserved

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Contents

Reconstructing the Lives of Aristocratic Englishwomen
35
The Case of Elizabeth I
64
Attending to Early Modern Women in an Interdisciplinary Way
96
Workshop Summaries 18
103
II
121
The Scholar of Womens History as Penelope among Her Suitors
123
III
145
Parental Death in Tudor and Stuart England
147
High ArtLow Art in the Imagery of Early Modern Europe
241
Attending to Literacy
265
Workshop Summaries 1826
280
V
299
Ownership of the Canon
301
Responses to a Pedagogy Survey
319
Pedagogy Workshop Summaries 14
336
VI
341

Public Testimony of Their Godly Example and Leadership
168
Private Lives Public Performance and Rites of Passage
187
Workshop Summaries 917
198
IV
217
Gender Class and the Exceptional Woman in Early Modern England
219
A Script and Its Evolution
343
Contributors
356
Select Bibliography
360
Index
371

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