I skirted fields, and hedges, and lanes till after sunrise. I believe it was a lovely summer morning: I know my shoes, which I had put on when I left the house, were soon wet with dew. But I looked neither to rising sun, nor smiling sky, nor wakening nature. He who is taken out to pass through a fair scene to the scaffold, thinks not of the flowers that smile on his road, but of the block and axe-edge; of the disseverment of bone and vein; of the grave gaping at the end: and I thought of drear flight and homeless wandering – and oh! with agony I thought of what I left.

– Charlotte Bronte

Jane Eyre, Chapter 27. Jane describes her feelings on the morning she quit Thornfield, the home she found for herself with Rochester. Now homeless, she wanders past fields and lanes and hedges. In the midst of nature, with its sunrise and smiling flowers, she finds no comfort. She compares having to leave Thornfield and Rochester to the agony of traveling to her own execution.