Dickens at Niagara Falls
— April 1842
He did not like America—at least
the States—and said so candidly, once back.
Without a notion of proprieties,
uncouth, unlettered, raw: Americans
were not the English. Boston had a bit
of style, though. He had literary friends
through correspondence: Irving, Fields
(the publisher), and then made more. “Boz Balls,”
tours, dinners, meetings—he was lionized.
The lion roared when he presumed to speak
of copyrights and . . .
. . . . . . .
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