Nameless Nostalgia from the New World

"I want to go home. But for now, I cannot."
In 1892, the brilliant Czech composer Antonín Dvořák crossed the Atlantic and arrived in New York, America. New York at the time was a "New World" of towering skyscrapers and the pervasive sound of steam engines. For him, raised in a simple Bohemian village, it was an overwhelmingly stimulating and profoundly lonely place.







