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Meyer, Conrad Ferdinand, 1825-1898We have 7 books for this author.
 Conrad Ferdinand Meyer (October 11, 1825 – November 28, 1898), a poet and, as he was born in Zürich, Switzerland, is a fellow-townsman of Gottfried Keller. Meyer is a master of the novella, but in all other respects there is a most striking difference. Keller was a sturdy commoner and always retained a certain affinity with the soil; there is a wholesome vigor about him. Meyer is of patrician descent; His father, who died early, was a statesman and historian; his mother a highly gifted woman of fine culture. Thus the boy grew up in an atmosphere of refinement. Having finished the gymnasium, he took up the study of law, but history and the humanities were of greater interest to him. Even in the child two traits were observed that later characterized the man and the poet: he had a most scrupulous regard for neatness and cleanliness, and he lived and experienced more deeply in memory than in the immediate present. He suffered from bouts of mental illness, sometimes requiring hospitalization; his mother, similarly but more severely afflicted, took her own life. Meyer found himself only late in life; for many years also, being practically bilingual, he wavered between French and German. The Franco-German War brought the final decision, and from now on his works appeared in rapid succession. He died in his home in Kilchberg above Zürich, November 28, 1898. WorksNovels
NovellasMeyer's main works are historical novellas:
Lyrics
Meyer's lyric verse is almost entirely the product of his later years. It has none of the youthful exuberance of Goethe's earlier lyrics; a note of quiet calm, a mellow maturity pervades all; both joy and sorrow live only in the memory. And still Meyer loved life's exuberant fullness, and a more finely attuned ear hears through this calm the beat of a heart that felt joy and sorrow deeply. There is apparent everywhere a love of nature interpreted with all the modern subtlety of feeling. Meyer was Swiss and his landscape, is that of Switzerland, one might even say that of Zürich. Naturally he hardly ever speaks of himself, but only of his human relationships; not the field alone, but the field and the sower, or the field and the reaper; not the lake alone, but the lake and the solitary oarsman. The poet loves the human handwork and especially in its highest form, that of art. Thus a Roman fountain, a picture, a statue become the subject of his verse. Of all the arts, he loved sculpture most and in its chaste self-restraint, his poetry is like marble. Give marble a voice and you have a poem of Conrad Ferdinand Meyer. His poetry is also akin to marble in its perfection of form that is faultless, because it is the living rhythmic embodiment of an idea, of an experience. Witness but the melody and the rhythm of 'der römische Brunnen' or of the 'Säerspruch'. In English letters Walter Savage Landor is a kindred spirit and his Finis, except for a note of haughty pride, might well be the epitaph of the Swiss poet:
From the PD book "A Book of German Lyrics", ed. Friedrich Bruns [Project Gutenberg]. External links
This biographical information was gathered from the Conrad_Ferdinand_Meyer page, courtesy of the Wikipedia project. BooksAngela BorgiaDas Leiden eines Knaben Der Schuß von der Kanzel Die Hochzeit des Mönchs Die Richterin Die Versuchung des Pescara Huttens letzte Tage |
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