Carmen
by Prosper Mérimée
Publication date 2017-10-30
Usage Public Domain Mark 1.0Creative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics librivox, audiobooks, French, novella, thief, travels, Spain, love story, adultery, Carmen, don José, opera, factory, gypsy, love affair, fictional account, romani, thievery, cordoba, battle of munda, cigar, famous opera, source material, poor people
LibriVox recording of Carmen by Prosper Mérimée. (Translated by Mary Lloyd.)
Read in English by ToddHW; Mariana; Lynne T; Zain Solinski
On a trip to Spain in 1830, our narrator recounts his encounters with two strange characters: a thief named Don José Navarro and a beautiful Romani woman named Carmen...little does he know that soon, these two will be entangled in a tumultuous love affair that spells out tragedy for both parties. This novella, written and first published in 1845, has been adapted into a number of dramatic works, including the famous opera by Georges Bizet. - Summary by Mary Kay and Wikipedia
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section one of carmen this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org carmen by prosper murami translated by mary lloyd chapter one part one i had always suspected the geographical authorities did not know what they were talking about when they located the battlefield of munda in the county of the bastuli pointe close to the modern manda some two leagues north of marbella according to my own surmise founded on the text of the anonymous author of the bellum hispanias and on certain information called from the excellent library owned by the duke of osuma i believe the site of the memorable struggle in which caesar played double or quits once and for all with the champions of the republic should be sought in the neighborhood of montylia happening to be in under lucia during the autumn of 1830 i made a somewhat lengthy excursion with the object of clearing up certain doubts which still oppressed me a paper which i shall shortly publish will i trust remove any hesitation that may still exist in the minds of all honest archaeologists but before that dissertation of mine finally settles the geographical problem on the solution of which the whole of learned europe hangs i desire to relate a little tale it will do no prejudice to the interesting question of the correct locality of munda i had hired a guide and a couple of horses at cordova and had started on my way with no luggage save a few shirts and caesar's commentaries as i wandered one day across the higher lands of the kachina plain worn with fatigue parched with thirst scorched by a burning sun cursing caesar and pompey's sons alike most heartily my eye lighted at some distance from the path i was following on a little stretch of green sword dotted with reeds and rushes that be token to the neighborhood of some spring and indeed as i drew nearer i perceived that what had looked like squared was a marsh into which a stream which seemed to issue from a narrow gorge between two high spurs of the sierra decabra ran and disappeared if i rode up that stream i argued i was likely to find cooler water fewer leeches and frogs and may have a little shade among the rocks at the mouth of the gorge my horse nade and another horse invisible to me nade back before i had advanced 100 paces the gorge suddenly widened and i beheld a sort of natural amphitheater thoroughly shaded by the steep cliffs that lay all around it it was impossible to imagine any more delightful halting place for a traveler at the foot of the precipitous rocks the stream bubbled upward and fell into a little basin lined with sand that was white as snow five or six blended evergreen oaks sheltered from the wind...