März Wann wurde der Brief geschrieben? Wer war Hugo von Hofmannsthal? Wer war Francis Bacon? Was beinhaltet der Brief? Wie wird die. by Aaron Steiner. “The Letter of Lord Chandos” is a fictional letter written by Hugo von Hofmannsthal. The work was published under the title “Ein Brief” (“A. Long recognized as one of the defining texts of literary Modernism, Hofmannsthal’s “Ein Brief” (“The Letter of Lord Chandos”) remains a very.
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On excuses, see also J. Austin, Philosophical Papers Oxford: It, too, forms whirlpools, but of a sort that do not seem to lead, as the whirlpools of language, into the abyss, but into myself and into the deepest womb of peace. With these I meant to combine the brilliant maxims and reflections from classical and Italian works, and anything else of intellectual adornment that appealed to me in books, in manuscripts or conversations; the arrangement, moreover, of particularly beautiful festivals and pageants, strange crimes and cases of madness, descriptions of the greatest and most characteristic architectural monuments in the Netherlands, in France and Italy; and many other things.
It was far more and far less than pity: The Lord Chandos Letter stands in stark contrast to Hofmannsthal’s early works and poetry.
hofannsthal Another opinion on The Lord Chandos Letter is that it is evidence of an existential crisis. I am rebuilding a wing of my house and am capable of conversing occasionally with the architect concerning the progress of his work; I administer my estates, and my tenants and employees may find me, perhaps, somewhat more taciturn but no less benevolent than of yore. Even in familiar and humdrum conversation all the opinions which are generally expressed with ease and sleep-walking assurance became so doubtful that I had to cease altogether taking part in such talk.
Chandos replies reluctantly, just as the Jovian poet does, fearing the outbreak of violence from within. Views Read Edit View history. There are few instances in all literature of a writer abandoning the forms that had gained him fame, but Hofmannsthal did just that. The hofmannsthak begins with a single introductory sentence, most likely the work of an editor, explaining that the letter, written by Lord Philip Chandos, son of the Earl of Bath, and addressed to Sir Francis Bacon, will apologize for a lack of literary activity.
I could hover around them and watch how they played, one with the other; but they were concerned only with each other, and the most prof6und, most personal quality of my thinking remained excluded from this magic circle.
For Chandos, this means showing his relation to rats as well as his gratitude.
So once more I escaped into the open. In short, he lacks the mental capabilities he professes to have previously had and hofmannshal now just one person among many. Words are no longer vehicles, but impediments. Although he had continued to produce major works of lyric poetry and drama in …, after he wrote no more lyric dramas, and only a small handful of poems.
These ideas, I understood them well: Chandos may have given up his apophtheg- matic project, but it still serves as an initiation into a new form of life that he seems to enjoy writing about.
But what is man that he should make plans!
This failure of language has robbed him of self-confidence and creativity. It was founded on I know not what sensual and spiritual desire: He insists on his mastery in these situations: Wilhelm Fink,22— Is it the end of a correspondence, as it promises to be, or the beginning of another type of relation? The author of the letter is the fictional Lord Chandos, who writes to Sir Francis Bacon about a crisis of language.
The task of presenting a lost unity that would encompass his identity and self-difference might be accomplished by crafting a felicitous performative letter. What would literary knowledge look like here? A great deal of the analysis of the work has focused on the apparent paradox that, despite claiming to be unable to write, the author composes a letter of considerable length and never fully explains the source of the crisis of language. I saw their wonderful interplay rise before me like magnificent fountains upon which played golden balls.
And could I, if otherwise I am still the same person, have lost from my inner inscrutable self all traces and scars of this creation of my most intensive thinking-lost them so completely that in your letter now lying before me the title of my short treatise stares at me strange and cold?
Ich und Du, so bricht schon das Chaos herein.
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But why seek again for words which I have foresworn! The papers bequeathed to hofmannstha by my grandfather, the Duke of Exeter, concerning his negotiations with France and Portugal, offered me some foundation.
This was my most treasured plan. Oxford University Press,30, 79— Chandos describes the stages that have led to his current state, beginning with an inability to speak on matters of philosophy or morality. A pitcher, a harrow abandoned in a field, a dog in the sun, a neglected cemetery, a cripple, a peasant’s hut-all these can become the vessel of my revelation. The one was like the other: It might, in this letter, induce a similar crisis in Bacon.
Kovach presents another possible interpretation of the work.
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Single words floated round me; they congealed into eyes which stared at me and into which I was forced to stare back-whirlpools which gave me vertigo and, reeling incessantly, led into the void. Chandos, age 26, claims that hofmannsthall has been silent for two years, having previously established himself as a writer as early as age The letter begins with a summary of the great literary feats that Chandos once achieved. Since that time I have been leading an existence which I fear you can hardly imagine, so lacking in spirit and thought is its flow: He wanted the world to open up to him, and it did, thereby taking from him the ability to speak coherently.
Next, he lost the function to make everyday conversation regarding opinions or judgments. Lastly he chandow to the classics, works by Cicero and Senecain an attempt to cure his literary ailment but could make no sense of them and his condition continued to decline.
He writes that the crisis of language should be viewed as deeper than simply a predicament of communication and the limits of language. As soon, however, as this strange enchantment falls from chandis, I find myself confused; wherein this harmony transcending me and the entire world consisted, and how it made itself known to me, I could present in sensible words as little as I could say anything precise about the inner movements of my intestines or a congestion of my blood A reading inspired by Chandos could go much farther.