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- Herausgeber: adlima GmbH
- Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
- Sprache: Englisch
Englisch Lernen mit klassischen Werken. Die Bücher dieser Reihe eignen sich für Jugendliche und Erwachsene, die mit klassischen Werken ihre Lesefähigkeit verbessern wollen. Englisch Niveaus A2 bis B2. Durchgehend in englischer Sprache. "Der Zwang" ist eine Novelle von Stefan Zweig, die 1920 veröffentlicht worden ist. Die Geschichte spielt während des Ersten Weltkriegs und handelt von einem jungen Künstlerpaar, das aus ihrem Heimatland flieht, um dem Krieg zu entkommen. Sie suchen Zuflucht in der Schweiz, wo sie hoffen, in Frieden leben zu können. Der Mann erhält einen Brief, in dem er aufgefordert wird sich dem Militärdienst zu stellen. Vor die Wahl gestellt, seinen Überzeugungen treu zu bleiben oder dem Befehl nachzukommen, erlebt er einen tiefen inneren Konflikt. Die Novelle erkundet Themen wie persönliche Freiheit, moralische Entscheidungen und die Auswirkungen des Krieges auf das Individuum.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
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ISBN: 978-3-759233-52-3 (ebook)
Stefan Zweig
Compulsion
Englisch Lektüre A2 – B2
Compulsion
The woman is sleeping deeply and breathing heavily. Her mouth is slightly open, as if she is about to smile or say something. Her chest rises quietly under the blanket. It is slowly getting light outside, but the winter morning brings little light.
It is a twilight that lies over everything.
Ferdinand gets up quietly without knowing exactly why. He often leaves work suddenly and goes out into the fields. He walks faster and faster until he arrives, exhausted, far away in an unfamiliar area. Sometimes he stops in the middle of a conversation, no longer understands the words and doesn't listen to questions. Or he forgets himself when undressing in the evening and sits on the edge of the bed with a shoe in his hand until a call from his wife wakes him up or the shoe falls loudly to the floor.
When Ferdinand moves from the warm room to the balcony, he is freezing. He pulls his arms around him to keep warm. Down below, the landscape is completely covered in fog. Thick fog lies over Lake Zurich like foam. Everything is wet, dark and slippery.
Water drips from the trees and moisture runs down the beams. The world looks as if it has just come out of the water.
From a distance, he hears human voices through the fog, but they sound muffled and distant.
Sometimes he hears a hammer blow or the ringing of a church bell, but the sound is damp and muffled. There is a wet darkness between him and the world.
Ferdinand is freezing, but he stops and puts his hands deeper into his pockets. He wants to catch the first clear view of the landscape.
The fog slowly lifts like gray paper. He longs for the landscape that he knows and loves. It usually lies clearly before him. He has often stood at the window and found peace in the sight of the other side of the shore. At the sight of the houses, a steamboat, the seagulls and the smoke rising like a silver spiral. These scenes brought him peace and made him forget his worries for a while. Months ago, he came to Switzerland as a refugee to escape the war. He has found that the landscape has reinvigorated his art. When the view of this landscape is obscured by fog, he feels alienated. On this morning, he feels deep compassion for the people who are in the dark. He longs for a connection with them and their fate.
Somewhere, a church clock strikes in the March morning. He feels very small, with the world in front of him and his sleeping wife behind him.
He wishes he could break through the fog and find a sign of life. As he looks into the distance, he sees something moving.
Maybe it's a person or an animal. It slowly comes closer. He senses a joy that something else is awake. But he is also curious and feels a restless tension. The creature moves to a crossroads that leads either to the neighboring village or up the hill. It seems to hesitate briefly, then continues on its way up the path.
Ferdinand is getting restless. He wonders who the stranger is and why he is out so early in the morning. Does the stranger want to see him? Then he recognizes him through the fog: it's the letter carrier. Every morning he comes up the hill. Ferdinand remembers his face with the red beard and his blue glasses.
