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Les Thibault #6
La mort du père
DigiCat vous présente cette édition spéciale de «Les La Mort du père», de Roger Martin du Gard. Pour notre maison d'édition, chaque trace écrite appartient au patrimoine de l'humanité. Tous les livres DigiCat ont été soigneusement reproduits, puis réédités dans un nouveau format moderne. Les ouvrages vous sont proposés sous forme imprimée et sous forme électronique. DigiCat espère que vous accorderez à cette oeuvre la reconnaissance et l'enthousiasme qu'elle mérite en tant que classique de la littérature mondiale.
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First published January 1, 1929
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Roger Martin du Gard
169Ìýbooks104ÌýfollowersAwarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1937 "for the artistic power and truth with which he has depicted human conflict as well as some fundamental aspects of contemporary life in his novel cycle Les Thibault."
Roger Martin du Gard (23 March 1881 - 22 August 1958) was a French author and winner of the 1937 Nobel Prize for Literature. Trained as a paleographer and archivist, Martin du Gard brought to his works a spirit of objectivity and a scrupulous regard for details. For his concern with documentation and with the relationship of social reality to individual development, he has been linked with the realist and naturalist traditions of the 19th century. His major work was Les Thibault, a roman fleuve about the Thibault family, originally published as a series of eight novels. The story follows the fortunes of the two Thibault brothers, Antoine and Jacques, from their prosperous bourgeois upbringing, through the First World War, to their deaths. He also wrote a novel, Jean Barois, set in the historical context of the Dreyfus Affair.
During the Second World war he resided in Nice, where he prepared a novel, which remained unfinished (Souvenirs du lieutenant-colonel de Maumort); an English-language translation of this unfinished novel was published in 2000.
Roger Martin du Gard died in 1958 and was buried in the Cimiez Monastery Cemetery in Cimiez, a suburb of the city of Nice, France.
Roger Martin du Gard (23 March 1881 - 22 August 1958) was a French author and winner of the 1937 Nobel Prize for Literature. Trained as a paleographer and archivist, Martin du Gard brought to his works a spirit of objectivity and a scrupulous regard for details. For his concern with documentation and with the relationship of social reality to individual development, he has been linked with the realist and naturalist traditions of the 19th century. His major work was Les Thibault, a roman fleuve about the Thibault family, originally published as a series of eight novels. The story follows the fortunes of the two Thibault brothers, Antoine and Jacques, from their prosperous bourgeois upbringing, through the First World War, to their deaths. He also wrote a novel, Jean Barois, set in the historical context of the Dreyfus Affair.
During the Second World war he resided in Nice, where he prepared a novel, which remained unfinished (Souvenirs du lieutenant-colonel de Maumort); an English-language translation of this unfinished novel was published in 2000.
Roger Martin du Gard died in 1958 and was buried in the Cimiez Monastery Cemetery in Cimiez, a suburb of the city of Nice, France.
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January 6, 2024
The Death of the Father� Oscar Thibault’s last hour is near� All the gloss of sanctimony is washed away� All the husk of hypocrisy is peeled off� A priest is beside his deathbed�
The agony of dying is long and torturous� And everything is depicted graphically�
In the end the dead are interred and the living continue on their earthly journey.
“Ah, the swine! The ruffians! And now you and your claptrap � I’ve had enough of it.� Then a despairing sob broke from his lips. “I’m � I’m dying, dying, I tell you! Will no one help me?�
The agony of dying is long and torturous� And everything is depicted graphically�
Vexed by this intrusion, Antoine signed to them to stand back in the doorway, but already all four were kneeling just inside the door. And suddenly Mademoiselle’s piercing voice broke the silence, drowning the gasps of the dying man.
�O Lord Jesus, I draw nigh to Thee with a contrite and humble heart��
In the end the dead are interred and the living continue on their earthly journey.
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