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Часть текста: wheels deep in evergreen shrubbery. To the anatomical right of this car, on the trim turn of the lawn-slope, an old gentleman with a white mustache, well-dresseddouble-breasted gray suit, polka-dotted bow-tielay supine, his long legs together, like a death-size wax figure. I have to put the impact of an instantaneous vision into a sequence of words; their physical accumulation in the page impairs the actual flash, the sharp unity of impression: Rug-heap, car, old man-doll, Miss O.’s nurse running with a rustle, a half-empty tumbler in her hand, back to the screened porchwhere the propped-up, imprisoned, decrepit lady herself may be imagined screeching, but not loud enough to drown the rhythmical yaps of the Junk setter walking from group to groupfrom a bunch of neighbors already collected on the sidewalk, near the bit of checked stuff, and back to the car which he had finally run to earth, and then to another group on the lawn, consisting of Leslie, two policemen and a sturdy man with tortoise shell glasses. At this point, I should explain that the prompt appearance of the patrolmen, hardly more than a minute after the accident, was due to their having been ticketing the illegally parked cars in a cross lane two blocks down the grade; that the fellow with the glasses was Frederick Beale, Jr., driver of the Packard; that his 79-year-old father, whom the nurse had just watered on the green bank where he laya banked banker so to speakwas not in a dead faint, but was comfortably and methodically recovering from a mild heart attack or its possibility; and, finally, that the laprobe on the sidewalk (where she had so often pointed out to me with disapproval the crooked green cracks) concealed the mangled remains of Charlotte Humbert who had been knocked down and dragged several feet by the Beale car as she was hurrying across the street to drop three letters in the mailbox, at the corner of Miss Opposite’s lawn. These were picked up and handed to me by a...

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Часть текста: reached at last by my awkward, aching, timid clawswould have certainly landed me again in a sanatorium, had not the devil realized that I was to be granted some relief if he wanted to have me as a plaything for some time longer. The reader has also marked the curious Mirage of the Lake. It would have been logical on the part of Aubrey McFate (as I would like to dub that devil of mine) to arrange a small treat for me on the promised beach, in the presumed forest. Actually, the promise Mrs. Haze had made was a fraudulent one: she had not told me that Mary Rose Hamilton (a dark little beauty in her own right) was to come too, and that the two nymphets would be whispering apart, and playing apart, and having a good time all by themselves, while Mrs. Haze and her handsome lodger conversed sedately in the seminude, far from prying eyes. Incidentally, eyes did pry and tongues did wag. How queer life is! We hasten to alienate the very fates we intended to woo. Before my actual arrival, my landlady had planned to have an old spinster, a Miss Phalen, whose mother had been cook in Mrs. Haze’s family, come to stay in the house with Lolita and me, while Mrs. Haze, a career girl at heart, sought some suitable job in the nearest city. Mrs. Haze had seen the whole situation very clearly: the bespectacled, round-backed Herr Humbert coming with his...

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Часть текста: became forthwith the weighty sesame to a rapturous and formidable future. It was mine, it was part of my hot hairy fist. In a few minutessay, twenty, say half-an-hour, sicher its sicher as my uncle Gustave used to sayI would let myself into that “342” and find my nymphet, my beauty and bride, imprisoned in her crystal sleep. Jurors! If my happiness could have talked, it would have filled that genteel hotel with a deafening roar. And my only regret today is that I did not quietly deposit key “342” at the office, and leave the town, the country, the continent, the hemisphere,indeed, the globethat very same night. Let me explain. I was not unduly disturbed by her self-accusatory innuendoes. I was still firmly resolved to pursue my policy of sparing her purity by operating only in the stealth of night, only upon a completely anesthetized little nude. Restraint and reverence were still my motto-even if that “purity” (incidentally, thoroughly debunked by modern science) had been slightly damaged through some juvenile erotic...

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Часть текста: to the ceremonies uniting H. and H. a touch of vivid vermeil; but I knew I would not dare be too tender with cornered Lolita yet, and therefore agreed it was not worth while tearing the child away from her beloved Camp Q. My soi-disant passionate and lonely Charlotte was in everyday life matter-of-fact and gregarious. Moreover, I discovered that although she could not control her heart or her cries, she was a woman of principle. Immediately after she had become more or less my mistress (despite the stimulants, her “nervous, eager chri a heroic chri ! had some initial trouble, for which, however, he amply compensated her by a fantastic display of old-world endearments), good Charlotte interviewed me about my relations with God. I could have answered that on that score my mind was open; I said, insteadpaying my tribute to a pious platitudethat I believed in a cosmic spirit. Looking down at her fingernails, she also asked me had I not in my family a certain strange strain. I countered by inquiring whether she would still want to marry me if my father’s maternal grandfather had been, say, a Turk. She said it did not matter a bit; but that, if she ever found out I did not believe in Our Christian God, she would commit suicide. She said it so solemnly that it...

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Часть текста: «Дар» Литература Литература Абызов, Исмагулова 1999 – Абызов Ю. И., Исмагулова Т. Д. Пильский Петр Моисеевич // Русские писатели, 1800–1917: Биографический словарь. М., 1999. Т. 4. С. 600–604. Аверкиев 1907 – Аверкиев Д. В. О драме. Критическое рассуждение. 2-е изд. СПб., 1907. Агада 1923 – Агада: Сказания, притчи, изречения Талмуда и Мидрашей. Берлин, 1923. Т. II. Адамович 1930a – Адамович Г. Комментарии // Числа. 1930. Кн. 1. С. 136–143. Адамович 1930b – Адамович Г. Комментарии: продолжение // Числа. 1930. Кн. 2–3. С. 167–176. Адамович 1933 – Адамович Г. Человеческий документ // Последние новости. 1933. № 4369. 9 марта. Адамович 1934a – Адамович Г. Сирин // Последние новости. 1934. № 4670. 4 января. Адамович 1934b – Адамович Г. «Современные записки», кн. 55-я. Часть литературная // Последние новости. 1934. № 4809. 24 мая. Адамович 1934c – Адамович Г. Святые мечты // Последние новости. 1934. № 4907. 30 августа. Адамович 1935 – Адамович Г. Несостоявшаяся прогулка // Современные записки. 1935. Кн. LXIX. С. 288–296. Адамович 1936 – Адамович Г. Сумерки Достоевского // Последние новости. 1936. № 5655. 17 сентября. Адамович 1938 – Адамович Г. «Современные записки», кн. 67. Часть литературная // Последние новости. 1938. № 6437. 10 ноября. Адамович 1996 – Адамович Г. Одиночество и свобода. М., 1996. Адамович 1998 – Адамович Г. Собрание сочинений. Литературные беседы: В 2 кн. / Вступ. ст., сост. и примеч. О. А....

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Часть текста: 1965, Robert Hughes visited me here to make a filmed interview for the Television 13 Educational Program in New York. At our initial meetings I read from prepared cards, and this part of the interview is given below. The rest, represented by some fifty pages typed from the tape, is too colloquial and rambling to suit the scheme of the present book. As with Gogol and even James Agйe, there is occasionally confusion about the pronunciation of your last name. How does one pronounce it correctly? It is indeed a tricky name. It is often misspelt, because the eye tends to regard the "a" of the first syllable as a misprint and then tries to restore the symmetrical sequence by triplicating the "o"-- filling up the row of circles, so to speak, as in a game of crosses and naughts. No-bow-cough. How ugly, how wrong. Every author whose name is fairly often mentioned in periodicals develops a bird-watcher's or caterpillar-picker's knack when scanning an article. But in my case I always get caught by the word "nobody" when capitalized at the beginning of a sentence. As to pronunciation, Frenchmen of course say Nabokoff, with the accent on the last...

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Часть текста: and only a year older than my aging mistress, had obviously long ceased to be a nymphet, if she ever had been one. Eva Rosen, a displaced little person from France, was on the other hand a good example of a not strikingly beautiful child revealing to the perspicacious amateur some of the basic elements of nymphet charm, such as a perfect pubescent figure and lingering eyes and high cheekbones. Her glossy copper hair had Lolita’s silkiness, and the features of her delicate milky-white face with pink lips and silverfish eyelashes were less foxy than those of her likesthe great clan of intra-racial redheads; nor did she sport their green uniform but wore, as I remember her, a lot of black or cherry darka very smart black pullover, for instance, and high-heeled black shoes, and garnet-red fingernail polish. I spoke French to her (much to Lo’s disgust). The child’s tonalities were still admirably pure, but for school words and play words she resorted to current American and then a slight Brooklyn accent would crop up in her speech, which was amusing in a little Parisian who went to a select New England school with phoney British aspirations. Unfortunately, despite “that French kid’s uncle” being “a millionaire,” Lo dropped Eva for some reason before I had had time ...

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Часть текста: браться за Диккенса, а вместо этого с жаром поглощал Стивенсона, Киплинга, Уэллса, Конана Дойля и Честертона. Молодым, подающим надежды поэтом Набоков запоем читал английскую поэзию и больше всего любил Шекспира, Китса и Браунинга. Впоследствии он следил за английской, французской и русской литературой двадцатого века, но не так уж хорошо знал более ранних английских авторов. В апреле 1950 года, во время короткой передышки перед последним приступом межреберной невралгии, он спросил совета у Эдмунда Уилсона: «В следующем году мне предстоит преподавать курс, именуемый „Европейская литература“ (XIX и XX вв.). Каких английских писателей (романы или новеллы) ты бы для него предложил? Мне нужны по крайней мере двое. Буду всей тяжестью опираться на русских, по крайней мере на пятерых широкоплечих русских, и, наверное, возьму Кафку, Флобера и Пруста, дабы дать представление о западноевропейской литературе». Уилсон порекомендовал Остин и Диккенса в качестве безусловно величайших английских писателей, наряду с ирландцем Джойсом. Набоков отреагировал со столь распространенным у русских презрением к женщинам-писательницам: «Я недолюбливаю Джейн, и, собственно, предубежден против всех пишущих дам. Они в другом классе. Никогда не видел ничего хорошего в „Гордости и гордыне“». Он думал вместо этого взять «Доктора Джекилла и мистера Хайда». К середине мая он прочел половину «Холодного дома»...

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Часть текста: on both sides to achieve the illusion of a spontaneous conversation. Actually, my contribution as printed conforms meticulously to the answers, every word of which I had written in longhand before having them typed for submission to Toffler when he came to Montreux in mid-March, 1963. The present text takes into account the order of my interviewer's questions as well as the fact that a couple of consecutive pages of my typescript were apparently lost in transit. Egreto perambis doribus! With the American publication of Lolita in 1958, your fame and fortune mushroomed almost overnight from high repute among the literary cognoscenti-- which you bad enjoyed for more than 30 years-- to both acclaim and abuse as the world-renowned author of a sensational bestseller. In the aftermath of this cause celebre, do you ever regret having written Lolita? On the contrary, I shudder retrospectively when I recall that there was a moment, in 1950, and again in 1951, when I was on the point of burning Humbert Humbert's little black diary. No, I shall never regret Lolita. She was like the...

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Часть текста: Alexandrov, Vladimir E. “Nabokov and Bely.” In Alexandrov. Garland Companion. Alexandrov, Vladimir E. Nabokov’s Otherworld. Princeton, N. J.: Princeton University Press, 1991. Alexandrov, Vladimir E., ed. The Garland Companion to Vladimir Nabokov. New York: Garland, 1995. Altschuler, Glenn, Kramnick, Isaac. “«Red Cornell»: Cornell in the Cold War, ” part 1. Cornell Alumni Magazine, July 2010. Amis, Martin. “Divine Levity: The Reputation of Vladimir Nabokov Is High and Growing Higher and There Is Much More Work Still to Come.” Times Literary Supplement, December 23 and 30, 2011, 3-5. Amis, Martin. “The Sublime and the Ridiculous: Nabokov’s Black Farces”. In Quennell. Vladimir Nabokov, His Life. Amis, Martin. Visiting Mrs. Nabokov and Other Excursions. New York: Vintage International, 1995. Appel, Alfred, Jr. “The Road to Lolita, or the Americanization of an Emigre.” Journal of Modern Literature 4 (1974): 3-31. Appel, Alfred, Jr. Nabokov’s Dark Cinema . New York: Oxford University Press, 1974. Appel, Alfred, Jr., ed. The Annotated Lolita. New York: McGraw-Hill, 1970. Appel, Alfred, Jr., Newman, Charles, eds. Nabokov: Criticism, Reminiscences, Translations, and Tributes. London: Weidenfeld and Nicolson, 1971. Bahr, Ehrhard. Weimar on the Pacific: German Exile Culture in Los Angeles and the Crisis of Modernism. Berkeley: University of California Press, 2007. Baker, Nicholson. U and I: A True Story. New York: Vintage,...

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