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452 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1887
"Winterborne's fingers were endowed with a gentle conjurer's touch in spreading the roots of each little tree, resulting in a sort of caress under which the delicate fibres all laid themselves out in in their proper directions for growth. He put most of these roots towards the south-west; for, he said, in forty years' time, when some great gale is blowing from that quarter, the trees will require the strongest holdfast on that side to stand against it and not fall.Now that's just some great prose! I found myself, time and again, reading a section like this, and then re-reading it and just reveling in the lilting lyricism of Hardy's sentences and paragraphs.
'How they sigh directly when we put 'em upright, though while they are lying down they don't sigh at all,' said Marty.
'Do they?' said Giles. 'I've never noticed it.'
She erected one of the young pines into its hole, and held up her finger; the soft musical breathing instantly set in which was not to cease night or day till the grown tree should be felled--probably long after the two planters had been felled themselves."
"Not boskiest bow'r,Secondly, the reader will encounter the term "man-trap" periodically. These were large, metal traps that game-keepers and land-managers used to try and prevent poaching and other illegal activities on the gentry's lands and estates. Hardy's use of allusion and metaphor is wonderful.
When hearts are ill affin'd,
Hath tree of pow'r
To shelter from the wind!"






"What is in all this beauty for me when every minute, every second I am obliged, forced to know that even this tiny gnat, buzzing near me in the sunlight now, is taking part in all this banquet and chorus, knows its place in it, loves it, and is happy, and I alone am an outcast"-- Fyodor Dostoyevksy, The IdiotThe Woodlanders is perhaps not the best work of Thomas Hardy, but it is well written in such a way that one's imagination can be totally immersed in the beauty there is in nature. Hypnotic is the narrative utilized especially at the beginning of the novel as if to lure the audience to read on, blending the intertwined lives of his characters like twigs, branches, brambles and boughs of the woodland itself and at the same time, make it stand out in evident contrast appearing like conscious outsiders from their own unconsciously peaceful habitat, which can only be done magnificently by a talented writer like him who knows his subject well by heart. Like Prince Myshkin's reflection in The Idiot, the woodlanders appear somewhat estranged, separated from the collective mass of beauty there is in nature, making them strangers in their own home.