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Condition: Very Good Jacket: discoloured, particularly spine; worn at edges; unclipped. Boards (smooth dark green with gilt): front has very slight denting / marking; spine curling at top, soiled at bottom, lightly scored in middle; back more visible marks and glue slightly undone alone spine; very slight damage to one corner. Book leans backwards. Page edges: top dusty and significant mottling; leading edge some mottling; foot some dust. Front endpaper / inside cover: browning at edges and spine; small pencil inscription. Rear endpaper browning. Binding tight and pages otherwise clean. Plot / Content: Old man fascinated by adolescent boy's beauty - a simple hook for a profound short story. As filmed in 1971 by Luchino Visconti, starring Dirk Bogarde. for plot, background and other details, see Wikipedia for Death in Venice from Tadzio's perspective, read the title story in Martin Foreman's A Sense of Loss Background / Biography:
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Quote from this book "Gustave Aschenbach - or von Aschenbach, as he had been known officially since his fiftieth birthday - had set out alone from his house in Prince Regent Street, Munich, for an extended walk. It was a spring afternoon in that year of grace 19_, when Europe sat upon the anxious seat beneath a menace that hung over its head for months. Aschenbach had sought the open soon after tea. He was over-wrought by a morning of hard, nerve-taxing work, work which had not ceased to exact his uttermost in the way of sustained concentration, conscientiousness and tact; and after the noon meal found himself powerless to check the onward sweep of the productive mechanism within him, that motus animi continuus in which, according to Cicero, eloquence resides. He had sought but not found relaxation in sleep - though the wear and tear upon his system had come to make a daily nap more and more imperative - and now undertook a walk, in the hope that air and exercise might send him back refreshed to a good evening's work." opening paragraph Secondhand booksellers |
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