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By E. T. A. Hoffman. NATHANAEL TO LOTHAIR. I know you are all very uneasy because I have not written for such a long, long time. Mother, to be sure, is angry, . Der Sandmann has ratings and reviews. Semjon said: Eine Erzählung, bei der man das Gefühl hatte, ein moderner Gymnasiallehrer wäre Jahre. E.T.A. Hoffmann has to be one of my favourite authors and The Sandman is one of my favourite of Hoffmann’s stories, it is also the most famous.

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I darted into my father’s room; the door was open, a suffocating smoke rolled towards me, and the servant girl cried: Every thing, his whole life, had become to him a dream and a foreboding, and he ea always saying that every man, although he might think himself free, only served for the cruel sport of dark powers. So long as you believe in him he really exists, and exerts his influence; only your belief is his power.

Coppelius seized me and, baring his teeth, bleated out, ‘Ah – little wretch – little wretch! The fatal barometer-maker, Giuseppe Coppola followed me at every step, and I am almost ashamed to confess that he disturbed my healthy and generally peaceful sleep with all sorts of hoffmanj visions.

For it seemed to him as if Olympia had spoken concerning him and his poetical talent out of the depths of his own mind; as if her voice had actually sounded from within himself.

Nathanael is a broken man.

The Sandman (short story)

Nathanael adds that Spallanzani has a daughter, Olimpia, a brief glimpse of whom has made a considerable impression upon him. An entertaining short story with a deeper meaning, pleasant to read if you’re in to a bit of horror.

He puts their eyes in sand,an bag and carries them to the crescent moon to feed his own children, who sit in the nest up there.

The am I really sansman this. Clara had overheard the violent dispute and, seeing the fencing-master bring the rapiers at dawn, guessed what was to occur. Dark forebodings of a cruel, threatening, fate spread themselves over me like dark clouds, which no friendly sunbeam can penetrate. But hoffmannn most hideous form could not have inspired me with deeper ohffmann than this very Coppelius.

I then ran into the bedroom, where the frightful apparition of the Sandman terrified me during the whole night. Clara was attached to her lover with all her heart, and when he parted from her the first cloud passed over her life.


It made me curious how Hoffmann will unravel the story eha if he chose to have a happy ending. If the ugly Coppelius takes it into his head to annoy you in your dreams, I’ll scare him away with loud peals of laughter.

I felt strangely affected; — these words, the expression of face, the glance which he had previously cast at the professor, brought before my eyes the whole struggling life of an unfortunate artist. By using this site, you agree to the Terms of Use and Privacy Policy.

I seemed to catch a glimpse of human faces lying around without any eyes – but with deep holes hofffmann. Anyway, his mind is soon occupied by something entirely different when he becomes acquainted with his teacher Professor Spalanzani and falls madly in love with the Professor’s beautiful daughter, Olimpia.

Would it strike anyone as so very suspicious, for instance, that, according to the expression of an elegant tea-ite, Olympia had, contrary to all usage, sneezed oftener than she had yawned? On Bookes An Unreliable Reader. The work eya a genius!

There was a stamping, a clattering, a pushing, a banging against the door, intermingled with curses and imprecations. He ran to Nathaniel and reproached him for his senseless conduct towards his beloved sister in sand,an words, which the infuriated Nathaniel retorted in the same style.

The decline into madness was also interesting; I kept seeing the repetitive things Nathanael would say in the last page or two and his almost mechanical and involuntary actions and being reminded of Olimpia’s ‘words’ that never changed.

Der Sandmann by E.T.A. Hoffmann

I could have conveyed it better and more circumstantially by word of mouth. They carried all safe and sound into another house, where they took a room, to which Nathaniel moved at once. No form of language suggested itself to my mind, which even in the slightest degree seemed to reflect the colouring of the internal picture.

I was looking forward to it. He puts their eyes in a bag and carries them to the crescent moon to feed his own children, who sit in the nest up there. He sank into a gloomy reverie, and behaved in a strange manner that had never been known in him before. As soon as the spectacles were removed Nathaniel felt quite easy and, thinking of Clara, perceived that the hideous phantom was but the creature of his own mind, that this Coppola was an honest optician and could not possibly be the accursed double of Coppelius.


Stronger and stronger, with my curiosity, grew my resolution somehow to make the Sandman’s acquaintance. Der Sandmannis a short story written in German by E. Nathanael dances with her repeatedly, awed by her perfect rhythm, and eventually tells her of his passion for her, to which Olimpia replies only “Ah, ah!

You thought that in the very first word you ought to crowd together all the wonderful, noble, horrible, comical, frightful, that had happened, so that it might strike all the hearers at once like an electric shock.

Nathaniel and Clara both ascended the steps, the mother returned home with the servant, and Lothaire, who was not inclined to clamber up so many stairs, chose to remain below. NO, by rights I should have read no farther, but should have handed over the letter to my brother.

However, when he arrives the house is in an uproar, Spalanzani and Coppola are arguing. My God, that’s brilliantly funny and prophetic. Coppelius disappeared, never to be seen again. Quotes from Gruselkabinett He is also the author of the novella The Nutcracker and the Mouse King, on which the famous ballet The Nutcracker is based.

He even went so far as to say that it is foolish to think that we do anything in art and science according to our own independent will; for the inspiration which alone enables us to produce anything does not proceed from within ourselves, but is the effect of a higher principle without.

His intercourse with my father began more and more to occupy my fancy. My mother caught me by the arm as I stood immoveable. I can now only tell you, the most frightful moment in my juvenile years. There was in you a fermentation and a boiling, and your blood inflamed to the hottest glow bounded through your veins, and gave a higher colour to your cheeks.

Therefore I do not write to her today. The father promised to stop the experiments, but when he went to the lab with Coppelius one last time, the lab exploded, killing him. Books I want to share with you. To a modern reader, the structure of the story flows a bit oddly and unevenly, a About the title story only