Adalbert Stifter - Works

Works

  • Julius (1830)
  • Der Condor (3 vols. 1839)
  • Feldblumen ("Field Flowers") (1841)
  • Das alte Siegel (1844)
  • Die Narrenburg (1844)
  • Studien (6 vols. 1844-1845)
    • Das Haidedorf ("The Village on the Heath") (1840)
    • Der Hochwald (1841)
    • Abdias (1842)
    • Brigitta (1844)
    • Der Hagestolz (1845)
    • Der Waldsteig (1845)
  • Der beschriebene Tännling (1846)
  • Der Waldgänger ("The Wanderer in the Forest") (1847)
  • Der arme Wohltäter (1848)
  • Prokopus (1848)
  • Die Schwestern ("The Sisters") (1850)
  • Bunte Steine ("Colorful Stones") (2 vols., 1853)
    • Granit ("Granite")
    • Kalkstein ("Limestone")
    • Turmalin ("Tourmaline")
    • Bergkristall ("Rock Crystal")
    • Katzensilber ("Muscovite")
    • Bergmilch ("Moonmilk")
  • Der Nachsommer ("Indian Summer") (1857)
  • Die Mappe meines Urgrossvaters (1864)
  • Nachkommenschaften (1865)
  • Witiko (3 vols., 1865–1867) concerning Witiko and the House of Rosenberg
  • Der Kuß von Sentze (1866)
  • Erzählungen ("Tales") (1869)

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