Questo sito utilizza i cookies per fornire i nostri servizi, per migliorare le prestazioni, per analisi, e (per gli utenti che accedono senza fare login) per la pubblicità. Usando LibraryThing confermi di aver letto e capito le nostre condizioni di servizio e la politica sulla privacy. Il tuo uso del sito e dei servizi è soggetto a tali politiche e condizioni.
Risultati da Google Ricerca Libri
Fai clic su di un'immagine per andare a Google Ricerca Libri.
The Miller of Angibault (1845) is George Sand's `arch-socialist' novel, according to the writer herself. Rejected by its original publisher as too violent an attack on property, it actually satirizes the utopian ideals of Paris reformers who try to put their naive plans into action among the country folk of Sand's native Berry. The Miller of Angibault reflects both the ebullient political movements of its period and the despairing conviction that the Revolution of 1789 had changed nothing. This is a new translation which fully captures Sand's self-effacing humour and gentle lyricism.… (altro)
Not a particularly enthralling read: recently widowed Marcelle de Blanchemont, along with her young son, goes to live in her country estate - and finds herself much less well off than expected. She is befriended by a good natured miller, and also meets the unpleasant, grasping Bricolin family - farmers who won't let their daughter marry the miller. Marcelle too has a love interest- Henri Lemor, who she hopes to marry once her period of mourning is up. But unlike the miller, held back by being too poor, Marcelle's lover is reluctant to marry her because of her wealth: 'I adore this woman, this angel, but I could never be the husband of a wealthy woman...And then I would have certain scruples in condemning to poverty a woman for whom I feel an infinite tenderness...This child, this woman, they do not belong to our race...They are the dethroned masters of the earth, and they would demand of their former slaves the treatment and affectations to which they are accustomed.' There's a very neat ending, with the help of a madwoman and a local tramp. Marcelle and the miller are a little too calm and virtuous to fully engage one's sympathies. ( )
Dati dalle informazioni generali inglesi.Modifica per tradurlo nella tua lingua.
To Solange
My child, let us search together.
Incipit
Dati dalle informazioni generali inglesi.Modifica per tradurlo nella tua lingua.
The bell of St Thomas Aquinas church was just sounding one o'clock in the morning, as a slight, swift black shape slipped along the looming wall of one of those fine gardens that are still found in Paris on the left bank of the Seine, and which are worth so much in the middle of a capital city.
Citazioni
Ultime parole
Dati dalle informazioni generali inglesi.Modifica per tradurlo nella tua lingua.
'Why are you dancing like that, Alochon?' asked Edouard.
'Because, child', laughed the miller, lifting him up, 'when I cast my nets, in the brightest part of the water I caught a little angel who'll bring me happiness; and in the muddiest bit, an old devil of an uncle, whom perhaps I can ransom from purgatory!'
The Miller of Angibault (1845) is George Sand's `arch-socialist' novel, according to the writer herself. Rejected by its original publisher as too violent an attack on property, it actually satirizes the utopian ideals of Paris reformers who try to put their naive plans into action among the country folk of Sand's native Berry. The Miller of Angibault reflects both the ebullient political movements of its period and the despairing conviction that the Revolution of 1789 had changed nothing. This is a new translation which fully captures Sand's self-effacing humour and gentle lyricism.
Google Books — Sto caricando le informazioni...
(3.08)
1
Marcelle too has a love interest- Henri Lemor, who she hopes to marry once her period of mourning is up. But unlike the miller, held back by being too poor, Marcelle's lover is reluctant to marry her because of her wealth:
'I adore this woman, this angel, but I could never be the husband of a wealthy woman...And then I would have certain scruples in condemning to poverty a woman for whom I feel an infinite tenderness...This child, this woman, they do not belong to our race...They are the dethroned masters of the earth, and they would demand of their former slaves the treatment and affectations to which they are accustomed.'
There's a very neat ending, with the help of a madwoman and a local tramp. Marcelle and the miller are a little too calm and virtuous to fully engage one's sympathies. (