In 1952, I had gone to England on a literary pilgrimage, but what I also saw, even at that distance from the blitz, were bombed-out ruins and an enervated society, while the continent was still, psychologically, in the grip of its recent atrocities.
Cynthia OzickOf comic novels that have quaffed the elixir of 'classic': Zuleika Dobson by Max Beerbohm.
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