Works
He wrote over 6000 pieces of various kinds. Exact numbers vary widely in secondary literature, mainly because it is not always clear if a piece is an independent work or part of a larger work. Also, certain works may be put in different categories by different authors. His productivity is especially remarkable because he kept working as a shoemaker throughout his life. (As far as is known, the Mastersingers did not as a common practice write or sing for money.) His works include
- Mastersongs (German: Meisterlieder) proper (about 4200)
- other poems and songs
- Carnival plays
- Tragedies
- Comedies
- Prose dialogues
- Fables
- Religious tracts, including “A wonderful prophecy of the papacy about how things will go for it up until the end of the world” (German: Eyn wunderliche Weyssagung von dem Babsttumb, wie es ihm biz an das endt der welt gehen sol) in collaboration with Andreas Osiander (1527).
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