Pri Maljunuloj, la Ajhoj Kiuj Pasas...: Mondliteraturo en Esperanto

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Traduko de atentokapta, historia kaj psikologia romano al Esperanto. Louis Couperus (1863-1923) estas unu el la plej gravaj figuroj de la Nederlanda literaturo. Kiel infano li pasigis plurajn jarojn en Nederlanda kolonio, la hodiau'a Indonezio, kio influis kelkajn el liaj verkoj, inklude chi romanon. "Pri maljunuloj, la ajhoj, kiuj pasas..." priskribas interrilatojn de familianoj en Hago, Nederlando, kiuj estas hantataj de kruelaj eventoj okazintaj multajn jardekojn antau'e en la fora kolonio... En la dua duono de la 20a jarcento, pri pluraj el la romanoj de Coupeus oni faris chu televidseriojn chu kino-filmojn. En 1994-96 oni aperigis tutan serion de 50 binditaj volumoj kun lia plena verkaro. --- La tradukinto Gerrit Berveling estas konata Esperanta tradukisto kaj au'toro. Li jam tradukis du verkojn de Couperus: "Fatalo" (VoKo, 2008) kaj "Pri vagabondoj kaj friponoj, pri damoj kaj kavaliroj" (Universala Esperanto-Asocio, 2008), krome grandan nombron da aliaj verkoj, ofte bibliaj, el pluraj lingvoj. Aldone, li verkis originalajn poemarojn (debutante per la multe aplau'data "Tri 'stas tro," Fonto, 1988) kaj plurajn prozajhojn.--- La libro havas antau'parolon de Probal Dasgupta kaj enkondukon de Berveling."
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Louis Marie-Anne Couperus (The Hague, 10 June 1863 - De Steeg, 16 July 1923) was a Dutch novelist and poet. His oeuvre contains a wide variety of genres: lyric poetry, psychological and historical novels, novellas, short stories, fairy tales, feuilletons and sketches. Couperus is considered to be one of the foremost figures in Dutch literature. In 1923, he was awarded the Tollensprijs (Tollens prize). Couperus and his wife travelled extensively in Europe and Asia, and he later wrote several related travelogues which were published weekly.

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Publisher
Mondial
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Published on
Dec 31, 2013
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Pages
258
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ISBN
9781595692627
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Language
Esperanto
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Genres
Fiction / Historical
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The night that hung over the sea was windless and blissfully silver-pure after the glowing splendour of the day; and the great quadrireme glided evenly and softly, as though upon a lake, under a wide firmament of stars. The thin horizon was purely outlined around the oval sea; and on this wide world there was nothing but the stars and the ship.

But the ship resounded with music. There was the constantly repeated melodious phrase of the three hundred rowers, soft and monotone, in a melancholy minor, with ever the same refrain, after which the boatswain gave out the chant, after which the chorus of rowers again threw back their long, hushed phrase of melancholy, the soft, monotonous accompaniment of the wearying work, the musical encouragement to repeat the same movement of the arms and the same bending of the body over the loins.

This music rose in a mournful swell from the ship’s lower deck and harmonizing with it was the soft stroke of the oars, which were like the legs of some graceful sea-animal; the ship herself, with her swanlike raised prow, suggested an elegant monster swimming through the lake-calm waters of that silvery night-world, a monster with a swan’s neck and hundreds of slender, evenly-moving legs and winged with two rose-yellow sails, which rose and bellied gently at the ship’s own motion, but did not swell, because the wind lay still.

While the great, winged navigium glided upon that harmony of slaves’ song and oar-strokes, there came from the rear half-deck the blither song of the sailors idling after their work. It sounded cheerful with deep, bass male voices, without the rowers’ melancholy; and there was one sailor who gave the time in a higher voice, for the seamen were at liberty to sing, but their singing must be artistically led, because melodious music meant a prosperous voyage and averted evil chances and did not let the shrill voices of the sirens ring from under the waters and because the pure sound of the human voice kept away the rocks drifting under the sea and compelled the sea-serpent to dive back into the deep.

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