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Cover of Wieland: Or, the Transformation, an American Tale

Wieland: Or, the Transformation, an American Tale

โœ Scribed by Charles Brockden Brown


Book ID
111191667
Publisher
Duke Classics
Tongue
English
Weight
147 KB
Category
Fiction
ISBN-13
9781620116937

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โœฆ Synopsis


Wieland, named by his father after a German nickname for the devil, inherits both his father's estate and religious susceptibility. His idyllic rural life is disrupted when he falls prey to the ventriloquist Carwin, who convinces Wieland that a divine voice is commanding him to slaughter his family. He is tried for the murders of his wife and children, for which he expresses no remorse. He later escapes prison in an attempt to kill his sister Clara, who narrates the story. Clara and Carwin have an ambiguous relationship of attraction and repulsion.

Brown's work was an important precursor to such Gothic masters as Edgar Allan Poe and Mary Shelley.


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