Louis Couperus: 47 books

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Zestig jaar geleden hebben twee mensen een moord gepleegd in Nederlands Indië. Ottilie Dercksz en haar minnaar Emile Takma hebben Ottilie's echtgenoot vermoord en in een rivier gegooid. De plaatselijke Nederlandse dokter, Roelofsz, was medeplichtig en heeft de moord verzwegen. Zestig jaar later bezoekt...

... Herakles had het smartzware hoofd op gelicht en zag uit, naar den bleeken schijn ... Het was of de schijn gleed langs de reuzige eikenstammen, zilverde langs het schuim van de beek en als dauw verglinsterde langs de heesters en de, over den grond gevallene, bladeren ... En nu zag Herakles, dat...

Lezer, ik meen, dat ik u zoo ongeveer het interessantste verteld heb van mijn Spaansche indrukken. Zeker, ik zoû u nòg meer kunnen vertellen, ik zoû silhouetjes van Spaansche steden als Cadiz in het Zuiden, als Zaragoza in het Noorden voor u kunnen doen rijzen; ik zoû u nòg meer van het Prado...

Cornelie De Retz Van Loo, a twenty-three-year-old divorcee from an upper-class Hague milieu, tries with mixed feelings to begin a new life in Italy. After some time in Rome, she discovers that Italy itself can never bring her the consolation she seeks, and writes a pamphlet on "The Social Position...

Table of Contents • Translator’s Note • Chapter I • Chapter II    • Chapter III    • Chapter IV    • Chapter V    • Chapter VI    • Chapter VII    • Chapter VIII    • Chapter...

In the intellectual history of all countries we find the same phenomenon incessantly recurring. New writers, new artists, new composers arise in revolt against what has delighted their grandfathers and satisfied their fathers. These young men, pressed together at first, by external opposition, into...

“Cry no more now and go to sleep, and if you cannot sleep, I will tell you a story, a pretty story of flowers and gems and birds, of a young prince and a little princess. ... For in the world there is nothing more than a story.” Gigantically massive, with three hundred towers, on the summit of...

Then she knew, next day, when she sat alone, wrapped in reflection, that the sphere of happiness, the highest and brightest, may not be trod; that it may only beam upon us as a sun; and that we may not enter into it, into the sacred sun-centre. They had done that.... Listless she sat, with her children...

The Marchesa Belloni’s boarding-house was situated in one of the healthiest, if not one of the most romantic quarters of Rome. One half of the house had formed part of a villino of the old Ludovisi Gardens, those beautiful old gardens regretted by everybody who knew them before the new barrack-quarters...

Van der Welcke had dressed and breakfasted and, because he felt bored, took his bicycle and went for a long ride by himself. He was very often bored these days, now that Addie was working hard at the grammar-school. Without his boy, he seemed at once to have nothing to do, no object in life; he could...