The Rider On The White Horse (Kessinger Publishing's Rare Reprints)

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| Rating | : | 4.60 (842 Votes) |
| Asin | : | 1419180576 |
| Format Type | : | paperback |
| Number of Pages | : | 108 Pages |
| Publish Date | : | 2013-04-05 |
| Language | : | English |
DESCRIPTION:
Historical novella STEVEN M PORTER This novella is a wonderful part of history. I purchased the book after visiting Storm's home in Germany and thought he did a great job in bringing alive the time and place of the story.. Good collection of Theodor Storm 'Novellen' G.C. This vintage Signet Classics paperback from 1964 claimed to offer "for the first time.a broad survey" of selected 'Novellen' of the 19th century German writer Theodor Storm. The 8 stories in this collection, with an introduction by the translator, James Wright, are given in chronological order:1. "In the Great Hall" (1848)2. "Immensee" (1849)3. "A Green Leaf" (1850)4. "In the Sunlight" (1854)5. "Veronika" (1861)6. "In St. Jurgen" (1867)7. "Aquis Submersus" (1875-1876)8. "The Rider on the White Horse" (1886-1888)Besides the chronological order, as one proceeds through the stories in order, they. The character of the stormy, gray life at the North Sea. Ohee The author depicts the plain, rough life of the people living their life in the lowlands of northern Germany where the land at times has been taken from the sea. The sea seeks to reclaim it with each storm. Even though the story is a classic and depicts the life of the people in the past, the lifestyle of the people still exists.
. About the Author German poet and novelist, Storm wrote a number of stories, poems and novellas. His two most well-known works are the novellas Immensee (1849) and Der Schimmelreiter (1888)
. His two most well-known works are the novellas Immensee (1849) and Der Schimmelreiter (1888). German poet and novelist, Storm wrote a number of stories, poems and novellas
Apart from the others, behind the stove, a small, haggard man in a little worn black coat sat somewhat bent over; one of his shoulders seemed a little deformed. He had not taken part with a single word in the conversation of the others, but his eyes, fringed as they were with dark lashes, although the scanty hair on his head was grey, showed clearly that he was not sitting there to sleep.
