Shreela
Written on Jan 1, 2023
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During the French Revolution a young Englishman gives up his life to save the husband of the woman he loves.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.Hi, sentence that's a paragraph long, nice to meet you. Nineteenth century writing in general has a treacly quality, a slowness in words that can somehow convey lightness. Maybe I'm drifting off into poetics here, but truly, I enjoy how Dickens and many of his contemporaries write.