Stefan Zweig was born in 1881 into a wealthy Viennese Jewish family. He studied at the Universities of Berlin and Vienna and was first known as a poet and translator, then as a biographer. Zweig traveled widely, living in Salzburg, London and New York before settling in Brazil where he and his wife were found dead in 1942.
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?TP $14.00, 1-901285-18-9 • CUSA?]]>Stefan Zweig, novelist, biographer, poet, and translator, was born in 1881 in Vienna and died in Brazil in 1942.
]]>Meistererzählungen besteht fast ausschließlich aus solchen Idealfällen. Versammelt sind die Erzählungen „Brennendes Geheimnis“, „Der Amokläufer“, „Brief einer Unbekannten“, „Die Frau und die Leidenschaft“, „Verwirrung der Gefühle“, „Vierundzwanzig Stunden aus dem Leben einer Frau“, „Episode am Genfer See“, „Die unsichtbare Sammlung“ und „Schachnovelle“, wobei letztere sicher die bekannteste, bei weitem aber nicht die beste Erzählung Zweigs darstellt. So ist denn jeder aufgerufen, mit Hilfe dieser überaus preisgünstigen Sonderausgabe auch die anderen, mehr oder weniger bekannten (und zum Teil fast 100 Seiten umfassenden) Geschichten des österreichischen Klassikers zu entdecken. Aber auch für jene, die sie bisher nur in vergilbten Taschenbuchausgaben aus Schulzeiten im Bücherregal stehen haben, lohnt sich die Anschaffung. Denn Meistererzählungen ist nicht nur ein sehr preisgünstiges, sondern auch noch ein wunderschön gemachtes Buch.
Einziger Wermutstropfen ist da lediglich, dass man sich nicht nur einen Zwölfzeiler als Begleittext, sondern ein ausführliches Vor- oder Nachwort als Einführung beziehungsweise Ausklang gewünscht hätte. Aber dies ist wohl noch am ehesten zu verschmerzen. --Stefan Kellerer
]]>Of old it was said: 'The River of Heaven is the Ghost of Waters.' We behold it shifting its bed in the course of the year as an earthly river sometimes does.Ancient Scholar
Among the many charming festivals celebrated by Old Japan, the most romantic was the festival of Tanabata-Sama, the Weaving-Lady of the Milky Way. In the chief cities her holiday is now little observed; and in Tokyo it is almost forgotten. But in many country districts, and even in villages, near the capital, it is still celebrated in a small way. If you happen to visit an old-fashioned country town or village, on the seventh day of the seventh month (by the ancient calendar), you will probably notice many freshly-cut bamboos fixed upon the roofs of the houses, or planted in the ground beside them, every bamboo having attached to it a number of strips of colored paper. In some very poor villages you might find that these papers are white, or of one color only; but the general rule is that the papers should be of five or seven different colors. Blue, green, red, yellow, and white are the tints commonly displayed. All these papers are inscribed with short poems written in praise of Tanabata and her husband Hikoboshi. After the festival the bamboos are taken down and thrown into the nearest stream, together with the poems attached to them.
To understand the romance of this old festival, you must know the legend of those astral divinities to whom offerings used to be made, even by, the Imperial Household, on the seventh day of the seventh month. The legend is Chinese. This is the Japanese popular version of it:?
The great god of the firmament had a lovely daughter, Tanabata-tsum?, who passed her days in weaving garments for her august parent. She rejoiced in her work, and thought that there was no greater pleasure than the pleasure of weaving. But one day, as she sat before her loom at the door of her heavenly dwelling, she saw a handsome peasant lad pass by, leading an ox, and she fell in love with him. Her august father, divining her secret wish, gave her the youth for a husband. But the wedded lovers became too fond of each other, and neglected their duty to the god of the firmament; the sound of the shuttle was no longer heard, and the ox wandered, unheeded, over the plains of heaven. Therefore the great god was displeased, and he separated the pair. They were sentenced to live thereafter apart, with the Celestial River between them; but it was permitted them to see each other once a year, on the seventh night of the seventh moon. On that night?providing the skies be clear?the birds of heaven make, with their bodies and wings, a bridge over the stream; and by means of that bridge the lovers can meet. But if there be rain, the River of Heaven rises, and becomes so wide that the bridge cannot be formed. So the husband and wife cannot always meet, even on the seventh night of the seventh month; it may happen, by reason of bad weather, that they cannot meet for three or four years at a time. But their love remains immortally young and eternally patient; and they continue to fulfill their respective duties each day without fault,?happy in their hope of being able to meet on the seventh night of the next seventh month.
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