why I think Darcy is a fairy tale prince
I am not going to find all the references now because they're spattered throughout the story and it would take me too long.
It was a vivid impression I got while I was reading, which in fact- if I may be so bold as to bare my soul to you all- reminded me of the unconditional and condescending love of Jesus.
Anyway, Austen shows Elizabeth very many times- too many times for my pleasure- talking herself out of believing that Darcy still loves her or wants her.
Yes, the original list given in the first proposal is bad enough, and actually at first, did prevent him from considering marriage with her.
His sense of her inferiority -- of its being a degradation -- of the family obstacles which judgment had always opposed to inclination, were dwelt on with a warmth which seemed due to the consequence he was wounding, but was very unlikely to recommend his suit. ch 34
``I might as well enquire,'' replied she, ``why, with so evident a design of offending and insulting me, you chose to tell me that you liked me against your will, against your reason, and even against your character? ch 34
``...cried Darcy, ... But perhaps... these offences might have been overlooked, had not your pride been hurt by my honest confession of the scruples that had long prevented my forming any serious design. These bitter accusations might have been suppressed, had I with greater policy concealed my struggles, ... Could you expect me to rejoice in the inferiority of your connections? To congratulate myself on the hope of relations, whose condition in life is so decidedly beneath my own?'' ch 34
Austen rightly supposes such a decision able to fall back to the negative by one more straw on the camel's back.
And yet there was not one more straw, but many throughout.
Lady C. thoroughly and heatedly describes, in her visit to Longbourn, the absolute horror that such a polluting alliance would be to all the family. I can't list them all. ch 56
He [Darcy] had followed them purposely to town, he had taken on himself all the trouble and mortification attendant on such a research; in which supplication had been necessary to a woman whom he must abominate and despise, and where he was reduced to meet, frequently meet, reason with, persuade, and finally bribe, the man whom he always most wished to avoid, and whose very name it was punishment to him to pronounce. He had done all this for a girl whom he could neither regard nor esteem. ... Brother-in-law of Wickham! Every kind of pride must revolt from the connection. ... They owed the restoration of Lydia, her character, every thing, to him. Oh! how heartily did she grieve over every ungracious sensation she had ever encouraged, every saucy speech she had ever directed towards him. For herself she was humbled; but she was proud of him. Proud that in a cause of compassion and honour, he had been able to get the better of himself. ch 52
Let me thank you again and again, in the name of all my family, for that generous compassion which induced you to take so much trouble, and bear so many mortifications, for the sake of discovering them.'' ch 57
Darcy spent over one year's income to bribe Wickham!!
just so he could turn around and be his brother-in law!!
It is mind-boggling.
There could be no further condescension or mortification than that,
nor could any further proof of his completely unconditional love be necessary.
That's the way I see it.