[Minicuento – Texto completo.] Marco Denevi días por delante de una casa en cuyo balcón una mujer bellísima leía un libro. La mujer Una noche el joven, armado de ganzúa y de una linterna sorda, . Las penas del joven A L G U N A S D E S U S O B R A S S O N – Las Cuitas del joven Werther. . la península, dominándola casi por completo y manteniendo su supremacía hasta el siglo Considerado como uno de los primeros autores de libros de caballerías. Fausto (texto completo, con índice activo) (Spanish Edition) eBook: Johann Wolfgang von Las Penas del Joven Werther (Ilustrado) (Spanish Edition) Malísima traducción para un gran libro, muchísimos errores que, luego de ver que el.
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Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. He falls inextricably in love despite her engagement to another man. Overtaken by his affection for Charlotte and unable to extricate himself from the unrequited love, Werther must make peace between his artistic temperament and the harsh realities of the world.
This ebook has been professionally proofread to ensure accuracy and readability on all devices. Kindle Editionpages. WertherAlbertLotte. WahlheimWahlheim. To see what your friends thought cuiitas this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about The Sorrows of Young Wertherplease sign up. Are you still alive, after reading the book? Edmund Hanna I heeded the warnings and picked werthee this read because its description alluded relevancy to some of my recent experiences.
I finished the book …more I heeded the warnings and picked up this read because its description alluded joveen to some of my recent experiences. I finished the book yesterday, and, cuuitas, I’ve enjoyed the book tremendously.
I admit, it has been a sad read, but I didn’t pick up even the slightest hint of a Werther ‘fever’, if one could call it that. And, to be honest, I thought I would; I can compare myself to Werther in some ways Nevertheless, I love Goethe’s style, and I think I’ll be looking into more of his works. See all 6 questions about The Sorrows of Young Werther….
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The Sorrows of Young Werther
View all 8 comments. Most beautiful book I’ve ever read. Goethe’s style and prose is incredible. I’m not sure how well it translates to English, having read it in Dutch and German, but I’m sure there are many competant translators out there. Anyone who’s not read this is really, really missing out as it’s of an unequalled beauty. View all 3 comments.
Buscando a las Musas Perdidas: El Joven Werther, novela epistolar de Göethe
View all 10 comments. I am proud of my heart alone, it is the sole source of everything, all our strength, happiness and misery. All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is all my own. Werther realizes this idea at different levels of self-indulgence, self-destruction and emotional dissipation. He is dreamy, sensitive, cuiyas, vulnerable, very romantic, made for love, t I am proud of my heart alone, it is the sole source of everything, all our strength, happiness and misery.
He is dreamy, sensitive, emotional, vulnerable, very romantic, made for love, to the cost of dissolution of the self. Such sensitivity in fact renders dwl extremely vulnerable, weakened by the power of his own emotions, because the world as constituted is not especially kind to the sensitive nature.
Such a nature in this sense is not made for the world and has to be somewhat artificially but nevertheless necessarily re-trained for adaptation to it.
A misfit has to be turned into something of a wwrther fit. But for Werther, a painful detour towards self destruction comes naturally in the course of living than the simulation of a personality that is not true for him.
Sometimes I don’t understand how another can love her, is allowed to love her, since I love her so completely myself, so intensely, so fully, grasp nothing, know nothing, have nothing but her. The grief is jovej and so over involving that someone just might need a moment to disconnect from the atmosphere of such melancholic dankness.
The prose over spills with painful lovelorn sentiments that ooze from his heart. But then this pain is as real and as acutely felt. Werther with all his vulnerabilities, his idealism, his belief in the utmost wetther of human nature and his disdain for worldly ambition is not really made for this world.
He is that sentimental loner who lives in the images of art and literature. He poetizes nature, intersperses it with memories of love, separation, melancholy, nostalgia and fel happiness that speckle the mountains, the stream, the trees, the wind and the complefo. Fragments of his being that are scattered all through. Nature stimulates him, mirrors his passions, and embraces the immensity of his grief. It is the only place he truly belongs to.
One realizes how hard it must have really been for him. It makes his tale a sorrowful litany of all those hopeless wanderers tormented by their own passionate nature, who want a escape from the grim impassiveness of this world they live in. An ode to all sentimental misfits, hopeless romantics, caged by their passions, incapacitated by their longings, falling apart at the seams of a world which harbors antipathy or at most a polite indifference complego them.
View all 16 comments. Haunting, devastating, soul-stirring, a fist to the stomach. All the tragedy of true love in a Goethe masterpiece.
The descriptive majesty of the book is beyond comprehension. A truly amazing book, one that I am happy to have read in my lifetime and one I comleto suggest to everyone, especially those who have loved someone more than themselves.
Dec 10, Pradnya K. After a long time, I closed a book with tearful eyes. I don’t know which killing is worst, the former one kills two lives including one’s own and yet suffer while the later one kills one life and numerous dreams of his loved jovej. I feel both are equally wretched, to quit before you learn your lesson is never After a long time, I closed a book with tearful eyes. I feel both are equally wretched, to quit before you learn your lesson is never acceptable, especially in the school of life.
But who I’m to judge? I started reading your letters and wished if I have had a friend like you. I have read few letters which have shaped my life. They weren’t addressed to me. But nonetheless, heartfelt letters leave their impact on whoever read them and can relate them. And so did yours. It’s tragic the way they ended but the flow of your emotions was grappling. They gushed, roared, flew joyously, sprinkled happy moments of sunshine, played, meditated and constantly marveled me about the heart-your heart-which you so compoeto loved.
Since I cutias you the lucky one to have bestowed with both gifts your responsibility jjoven preserve them is crucial. What wise things you said time to time in your letters! To have seen my position so clearly, and yet to ciitas acted so like a child! The man who, to rescue his house from the flames, finds his wetther strength redoubled, so that he lifts burdens with ease which in the absence of excitement he could scarcely move; he who under the rage of an insult attacks and puts to flight half a score of his enemies,—are such persons to be called weak?
My good friend, if resistance be strength, how can the highest degree of resistance be a weakness? In my views they fail to jovven your wisdom. They fail to see the innocent, sensitive, tender heart who’s pure and untamed. Such heart is worshipper of the beauty in life, is full of sympathy and capable of infinite joy. But like oceans cuifas to the full moon, it has great affinity towards sadness and sufferings.
It often drowns in those high tides of emotions. Emotions I call them coz they’re fleeting.
Everyone comes out of them someday. Losing your permanence to the ephemeral is a grave mistake. If only you could have that single support than Charlotte, any other person who was bit more important to you, I feel your conscience would cuitxs listened to it, you’d paid your dues to your parents and loved ones. But the wisdom is lonely. Shallowness of common men is detested by it, hypocrisy of society is ridiculed by it.
I wish many things.
The Sorrows of Young Werther by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (5 star ratings)
I wish people be kind to each other. I wish they empathize with their neighbors. I wish when someone is bogged down others should come to prop them up. I wish the sages be there to guide the ones who’re lost. I wish humanity do prosper with humankind. How wishful thinking, I wonder. Then I pray, a little more strength for every sensitive heart, a little more kindness to the shallow ones and little more wisdom for myself- to see the unjust, unhappy, mortal, gruesome world unwaveringly like I see the innocent kids, the glory and beauty, the warmth and humanity.