So I guess that if I'm going to "do" the 19th century English novel this summer, I should throw in some Trollope, Thackeray, and Eliot. This is starting to feel overwhelming. But then again, I have always wanted to read at least one novel from each of the three aforementioned writers. And maybe I can wrap it all up with Galsworthy's Forsyte novels, which I know are really 20th century. But they feel like a commentary on Victorian society, don't they?. Oi. I'm losing control over my summer reading list. And it's only 16 May!
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