Originally published in and now rediscovered to international acclaim, this taut and exquisitely structured novel by the Hungarian master Sandor Marai. Marai Sandor a Gyertyak Csonkig Egnek. 19 likes. Book. Márai Sándor. A gyertyák csonkig égnek – a Marosvásárhelyi Spectrum Színház vendégjátéka. Drama. CONTINUE TO TICKETS. Videó bezárása.

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Originally published in and now rediscovered to international acclaim, this taut and exquisitely structured novel by the Hungarian master Sandor Marai conjures the melancholy glamour of a decaying empire and gyertya, disillusioned wisdom of its last heirs. Otras ediciones – Ver todo Embers: Csonjig a secluded woodland castle an old General The castle had been built two hundred years earlier by an army supplier who sold oats to the Austrian cavalry and in course of time was promoted to the nobility.

Between the columns of the veranda, which exuded a musty smell from its damp flagstones, his gamekeeper was standing waiting for him, holding a letter. Seventeen paces from the door to the bed.

Only the column holding up the central vault remained.

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And he is to wear full-dress livery. For years now, he cdonkig neither opened nor read a single letter. He crumpled the letter into his pocket. The Landau, because there”s rain in the air.

Propping his elbows on the desk like a student at his studies, he went back to staring anxiously at the letter with its brief handwritten message. In those days the room farthest back, the dark one that looked onto the garden and estate offices, had been his mother”s bedroom, while the lighter, airier room had cosnkig the dressing room.

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A Gyertyak Csonkig Egnek. You too,”he said with unexpected force, as if suddenly angered.

The first part is exceptional in its descriptions and characterizations of people and situations many of which you would like to memorize. Its fist-sized numbers showed August And they will return to the time the three of them last sat together following a hunt in the nearby forest–a hunt in which no game was taken but during which something was lost forever.

The General had been born here in this room. His neck reddened and bulged over the maize-yellow collar of his jacket. The General went into his room, washed his hands, and stepped over to his high, narrow standing desk; arranged on its surface of unstained green felt were pens, ink, and a perfectly aligned stack of those notebooks covered in black-and-white-checked oilcloth commonly used by schoolchildren for their home- work.

The General looked up at the ceiling and counted: On gyeryak little table within reach of his hand was a little silver bell, which he rang. Then put on your livery, and seat yourself next to Kalman on the coachbox. For decades now, since he had moved into this wing of the building, and torn down the dividing wall, this large, shadowy chamber had replaced the two rooms.

The windows in the south wing gave onto the park with its chestnut trees that stood in a semicircle in front of protruding balustrades held up by fat stone angels, and bowed down over the balconies in spring in all their dark-green magnificence, lit with pink flowering candles.


In a secluded woodland castle an old General prepares to receive a rare visitor, a man who was once his closest friend but who he has not seen in forty-one years. Eighteen paces from the wall on the garden side to the balcony. He removed csonoig pair of w from his cigar case, went over to the window where light insinuated itself through the slats of the blinds, and began to read.

He was calculating how much time had elapsed between that long-ago day and today. This book has some eloquent truths: Embers is a classic of modern European literature, a work whose poignant evocation of the past also seems like a prophetic glimpse into the moral abyss of the present.

A gyertyák csonkig égnek – a Marosvásárhelyi Spectrum Színház vendégjátéka

The General took out the letter, carefully smoothed the paper, set his glasses on his nose and placed the sheet under the bright light to read the straight short lines of angular handwriting, his engek folded behind his back. There was a calendar hanging on the wall.

As if the room had been tailored to his body. Recently he had been talking to himself even when he was alone in the room.