THE DIAL VOLUME LXXVI _January to June, 1924_ THE DIAL PUBLISHING COMPANY MARCH 1924 DEATH IN VENICE BY THOMAS MANN _Translated From the German by Kenneth Burke_ CONTENTS CHAPTER I CHAPTER II CHAPTER III CHAPTER IV CHAPTER V I On a spring afternoon of the year 19--, when our continent lay under such threatening weather for whole months, Gustav Aschenbach, or von Aschenbach as his name read officially after his fiftieth birthday, had left his apartment on the Prinzregentenstrasse in Munich and had gone for a long walk. Overwrought by the trying and precarious work of the forenoon--which had demanded a maximum wariness, prudence, penetration, and rigour of the will--the writer had not been able even after the noon meal to break the impetus of the productive mechanism within him, that _motus animi continuus_ which constitutes, according to Cicero, the foundation of eloquence; and he had not attained the healing sleep which--what with the increasing exhaustion of his strength--he needed in the middle of each day. So he had gone outdoors soon after tea, in the hopes that air and movement would restore him and prepare him for a profitable evening. It was the beginning of May, and after cold, damp weeks a false midsummer had set in. The English Gardens, although the foliage was still fresh and sparse, were as pungent as in August, and in the parts nearer the city had been full of conveyances and promenaders. At the Aumeister, which he had reached by quieter and quieter paths, Aschenbach had surveyed for a short time the Wirtsgarten with its lively crowds and its border of cabs and carriages. From here, as the sun was sinking, he had started home, outside the park, across the open fields; and since he felt tired and a storm was threatening from the direction of Föhring, he waited at the North Cemetery for the tram which would take him directly back to the city.