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Indlæser... Great Short Works of Leo Tolstoy (Perennial Classics) (udgave 2004)af Leo Tolstoy
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Bliv medlem af LibraryThing for at finde ud af, om du vil kunne lide denne bog. Der er ingen diskussionstråde på Snak om denne bog. I have a vivid memory of being astounded by this when I read it in college. It was my first contact with Tolstoy, and the intensity of things like "The Kreutzer Sonata" just blew me away. There is also a great deal of variety here, from colorful tales like "The Cossacks" to the doleful "Death of Ivan Ilych." Sorry for the vague review, but it's been many years. Would love to walk through this one with Gumby, any day. ingen anmeldelser | tilføj en anmeldelse
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The brilliant shorter novels of Tolstoy, including The Death of Ivan Ilych and Family Happiness, collected and reissued with a beautiful updated design. Of all Russian writers Leo Tolstoy is probably the best known to the Western world, largely because of War and Peace, his epic in prose, and Anna Karenina, one of the most splendid novels in any language. But during his long lifetime Tolstoy also wrote enough shorter works to fill many volumes. Here reprinted in one volume are his eight finest short novels, together with "Alyosha the Pot", the little tale that Prince Mirsky described as "a masterpiece of rare perfection." No library descriptions found. |
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Google Books — Indlæser... GenrerMelvil Decimal System (DDC)891.733Literature Literature of other languages Literature of east Indo-European and Celtic languages Russian and East Slavic languages Russian fiction 1800–1917LC-klassificeringVurderingGennemsnit:
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these stories are universally depressing.
Only "Family Happiness' has any cheer.
Inspired Walt Whitman? =
"Here I am, Dmitri Olenin, a being quite distinct from every other being,
now lying all alone Heaven only knows where - where a stag used to live - an old stag,
a beautiful stag who perhaps
had never seen a man,
and in place where no human being has ever sat or thought these thoughts.
Here I sit..."
The Cossacks ( )