The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 17, No. 102, April, 1866   By: Various

In this issue of The Atlantic Monthly, readers are treated to a collection of thought-provoking essays, fiction, and poetry that cover a wide range of topics. From discussions on politics, culture, and society to stories that tug at the heartstrings, there is something for every reader in this diverse magazine.

The quality of writing is consistently high throughout the issue, with each author bringing their unique perspective and voice to the table. The essays are well-researched and engaging, shedding light on important issues of the time. The fiction pieces are gripping and immersive, transporting readers to different worlds and eras. And the poetry, with its lyrical language and evocative imagery, is a true delight for the senses.

One standout piece in this issue is the essay that delves into the complexities of race and identity in America, providing insightful analysis and pushing readers to think critically about these pressing issues. Another highlight is the short story that explores the nuances of human relationships and the passage of time, leaving a lasting impact on the reader.

Overall, The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 17, No. 102, April, 1866 is a must-read for anyone looking for thought-provoking and well-crafted literature. Its diverse content and high-quality writing make it a valuable addition to any bookshelf.

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When, in October, 1864, the European steamer brought us the intelligence of Walter Savage Landor's death, which occurred the month previous at Florence, newspaper readers asked, "Who is Landor?" The few who remember him remotely through the medium of Mr. Hillard's selections from his writings exclaimed, "What! Did he not die long ago?" The half dozen Americans really familiar with this author knew that the fire of a genius unequalled in its way had gone out. Two or three, who were acquainted with the man even better than with his books, sighed, and thanked God! They thanked God that the old man's prayer had at last been answered, and that the curtain had been drawn on a life which in reality terminated ten years before, when old age became more than ripe. But Landor's walk into the dark valley was slow and majestic. Death fought long and desperately before he could claim his victim; and it was not until the last three years that body and mind grew thoroughly apathetic... Continue reading book >>