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Far From the Madding Crowd

This novel follows the romantic entanglements of Bathsheba Everdene, a strong-willed woman living in the English countryside, as she navigates love, marriage, and the complexities of her social environment. more

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Thomas Hardy
Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy, a British novelist born on June 2, 1840, and died on January 11, 1928, is renowned for his novels that depict rural life, reflecting the social changes in 19th-century England. His works often carry a sense of pessimism, depicting the fates of characters with sympathy. more

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