Just because, having lived in England for more than ten
years, I figured I should have read some Hardy at some point (and this book
came to me free of charge, courtesy of someone who moved out of our building). One
day I’ll probably tackle Far From the
Madding Crowd, but for now this is enough.
After struggling with Hardy’s prose for (and not really
finding a meaning to) the first 50 pages or so, the pastoral atmosphere
actually surprisingly started to grow on me. This is not a novel that I would
consider as one of my favourites by any stretch of imagination, but it was
enjoyable nonetheless. And sure, Fancy is a bit fickle, but I do hope her
marriage to Dick is a long and happy one.
To be honest, though, I would probably have a much more
elaborate view of pastoral literature had I ever read anything else by Hardy
(or by George Eliot for that matter!)
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