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is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin, Never mind silent fields - Here is a little forest, Whose leaf is ever green; Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been; In its unfading flowers I hear the bright bee hum: Prithee, my brother, Into my garden come! Emily Dickinson |
The Long 19th Century Coined by historian Eric Hobsbawm, "The Long 19th Century" refers to the period from the French Revolution to The First World War: 1789 to 1914. We choose it for its inclusion of writers whose sensibilities were shaped in a singular era of American (and world) history.... |