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1. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter one
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2. Lolita. Part One. Chapters 18 - 22
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3. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter six
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4. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter three
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5. Lolita. Part Two. Chapters 17 - 21
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6. Lolita. Part Two. Chapters 9 - 16
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7. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter four
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8. Чарльз Кинбот: Серебристый свет. Подлинная жизнь Владимира Набокова. Chapter Nine. Zashchita Luzhina
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9. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter two
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10. Ада, или Эротиада (перевод О. М. Кириченко). Часть пятая
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11. Ада, или Радости страсти. Семейная хроника. (Часть 5)
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12. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter five
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13. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter seven
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14. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter eight
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1. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter one
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Часть текста: take this collection of pied chapters:   half droll, half sad, 12  plain-folk, ideal,   the careless fruit of my amusements,   insomnias, light inspirations,   unripe and withered years, 16  the intellect's cold observations,   and the heart's sorrowful remarks. CHAPTER ONE To live it hurries and to feel it hastes. Prince Vyazemski I   “My uncle has most honest principles:   when he was taken gravely ill,   he forced one to respect him   4  and nothing better could invent.   To others his example is a lesson;   but, good God, what a bore to sit   by a sick person day and night, not stirring   8  a step away!   What base perfidiousness   to entertain one half-alive,   adjust for him his pillows, 12  sadly serve him his medicine,   sigh — and think inwardly   when will the devil take you?” II   Thus a young scapegrace thought   as with post horses in the dust he flew,   by the most lofty will of Zeus   4  the heir of all his kin.   Friends of Lyudmila and Ruslan!   The hero of my novel,   without preambles, forthwith,   8  I'd like to have you meet:   Onegin, a good pal of mine,   was born upon the Neva's banks,   where maybe you were born, 12  or used to shine, my reader!   There formerly I too promenaded —   but harmful is the North to me. 1 III   Having served excellently, nobly,   his father lived by means of debts;   gave three balls yearly   4  and squandered everything at last.   Fate guarded Eugene:   at first, Madame looked after him;   later, Monsieur replaced her....
2. Lolita. Part One. Chapters 18 - 22
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Часть текста: she carry a white orchid in a prayer book. The bride’s little daughter might have added 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 gave me the creeps. It was then I knew she was a woman of principle. Oh, she was very genteel: she said “excuse me” whenever a slight burp interrupted her flowing speech, called an envelope and ahnvelope, and when talking to her lady-friends referred to me as Mr. Humbert. I thought it would please her if I entered the community trailing some glamour after me. On the day of our wedding a little interview with me...
3. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter six
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Часть текста: Chapter six CHAPTER SIX Là, sotto i giorni nubilosi e brevi, Nasce una gente a cui '1 morir non dole. Petr. I   On noticing that Vladimir had vanished,   Onegin, by ennui pursued again,   by Olga's side sank into meditation,   4  pleased with his vengeance.   After him Ólinka yawned too,   sought Lenski with her eyes,   and the endless cotillion   8  irked her like an oppressive dream.   But it has ended. They go in to supper.   The beds are made. Guests are assigned   night lodgings — from the entrance hall 12  even to the maids' quarters. Restful sleep   by all is needed. My Onegin   alone has driven home to sleep. II   All has grown quiet. In the drawing room   the heavy Pustyakov   snores with his heavy better half.   4  Gvozdin, Buyanov, Petushkov,   and Flyanov (who is not quite well)   have bedded in the dining room on chairs,   with, on the floor, Monsieur Triquet   8  in underwaistcoat and old nightcap.   All the young ladies, in Tatiana's   and Olga's rooms, are wrapped in sleep.   Alone, sadly by Dian's beam 12  illumined at the window, poor Tatiana   is not asleep   and gazes out on the dark field. III   With his unlooked-for apparition,   the momentary softness of his...
4. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter three
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Часть текста:   “Now, that's a fine thing. Mercy, man —   and you don't find it difficult   thus every evening to kill time?”   8  “Not in the least.” “I cannot understand.   From here I see what it is like:   first — listen, am I right? —   a simple Russian family, 12  a great solicitude for guests,   jam, never-ending talk   of rain, of flax, of cattle yard.” II   “So far I do not see what's bad about it.”   “Ah, but the boredom — that is bad, my friend.”   “Your fashionable world I hate;   4  dearer to me is the domestic circle   in which I can…” “Again an eclogue!   Ah, that will do, old boy, for goodness' sake.   Well, so you're off; I'm very sorry.   8  Oh, Lenski, listen — is there any way   for me to see this Phyllis,   subject of thoughts, and pen,   and tears, and rhymes, et cetera? 12  Present me.” “You are joking.” “No.”   “I'd gladly.” “When?” “Now, if you like.   They will be eager to receive...
5. Lolita. Part Two. Chapters 17 - 21
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Часть текста: me that it was one of those cheap money boxes called for some reason “luizettas” that you buy in Algiers and elsewhere, and wonder what to do with afterwards. It turned out to be much too flat for holding my bulky chessmen, but I kept itusing it for a totally different purpose. In order to break some pattern of fate in which I obscurely felt myself being enmeshed, I had decideddespite Lo’s visible annoyanceto spend another night at Chestnut Court; definitely waking up at four in the morning, I ascertained that Lo was still sound asleep (mouth open, in a kind of dull amazement at the curiously inane life we all had rigged up for her) and satisfied myself that the precious contents of the “luizetta” were safe. There, snugly wrapped in a white woolen scarf, lay a pocket automatic: caliber. 32, capacity of magazine 8 cartridges, length a little under one ninth of Lolita’s length, stock checked walnut, finish full blued. I had inherited it from the late Harold Haze, with a 1938 catalog which cheerily said in part: “Particularly well adapted for use in the home and car as well as on the person.”...
6. Lolita. Part Two. Chapters 9 - 16
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Часть текста: though handsome in a coarse sensual way 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 to enjoy in my modest way her fragrant presence in the Humbert open house. The reader knows what ...
7. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter four
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Часть текста: 4  of what all have been long convinced;   to hear the same objections,   annihilate the prejudices   which never had and hasn't   8  a little girl of thirteen years!   Who will not grow weary of threats,   entreaties, vows, feigned fear,   notes running to six pages, 12  betrayals, gossiping, rings, tears,   surveillances of aunts, of mothers,   and the onerous friendship of husbands! IX   Exactly thus my Eugene thought.   In his first youth   he had been victim of tempestuous errings   4  and of unbridled passions.   Spoiled by a habitude of life,   with one thing for a while   enchanted, disenchanted with another,   8  irked slowly by desire,   irked, too, by volatile success,   hearkening in the hubbub and the hush   to the eternal mutter of his soul, 12  smothering yawns with laughter:   this was the way he killed eight years,   having lost life's best bloom. X   With belles no longer did he fall in love,   but dangled after them just anyhow;   when they refused, he solaced in a twinkle;   4  when they betrayed, was glad to rest.   He sought them without rapture,   while he left them without regret,   hardly remembering their love and spite.   8  Exactly thus does an indifferent guest   drive up for evening whist:   sits down; then, when ...
8. Чарльз Кинбот: Серебристый свет. Подлинная жизнь Владимира Набокова. Chapter Nine. Zashchita Luzhina
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Часть текста: with Michael Scammell, was published in 1964 by Putnam as The Defenestration . This edition is true to the original with the exception of two references to Zembla that the author, or the translator, or an unnamed editor, or an inattentive typesetter, chose to remove, or happened to remove inadvertantly, from Chapters Two and Five. Zashchita Luzhina is a book about chess, "a game of skill played by two persons, each having sixteen pieces to move in different ways, on a board divided into 64 squares, alternately light and dark." (I owe this pithy definition to Webster.) If the reader does not know, or has forgotten, the rules to the game, he or she is invited to consult one of the many pamphlets devoted to chess that must surely exist in every language written and read in the civilized world. The word chess derives from Middle English ches or chesse , thence from Old French eschec (francophones will hear here an echo of the French word for failure, a not irrelevant observation for the case under discussion), or echac ,2 thence from ...
9. Eugene Onegin. A Novel in Verse by Aleksandr Pushkin. Chapter two
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Часть текста: O rus! Horace O Rus'! I   The country place where Eugene   moped was a charming nook;   a friend of innocent delights   4  might have blessed heaven there.   The manor house, secluded,   screened from the winds by a hill, stood   above a river; in the distance,   8  before it, freaked and flowered, lay   meadows and golden grainfields;   one could glimpse hamlets here and there;   herds roamed the meadows; 12  and its dense coverts spread   a huge neglected garden, the retreat   of pensive dryads. II   The venerable castle   was built as castles should be built:   excellent strong and comfortable   4  in the taste of sensible ancientry.   Tall chambers everywhere,   hangings of damask in the drawing room,   portraits of grandsires on the walls,   8  and stoves with varicolored tiles.   All this today is obsolete,   I really don't know why;   and anyway it was a matter 12  of very little moment to my friend,   since he yawned equally amidst   modish and olden halls. III   He settled in that chamber where the rural   old-timer had for forty years or so   squabbled with his housekeeper,   4  looked through the window, and squashed flies.   It all was plain: a floor of oak, two cupboards,   a table, a divan of down,   and not an ink speck anywhere. Onegin   8  opened the cupboards; found in one   a notebook of expenses and in the other   a whole array of fruit liqueurs,   pitchers of eau-de-pomme, 12  and the calendar for eighteen-eight:   having a lot to do, the old man never   looked into any other books. IV   Alone midst his possessions,   merely to while away the time,   at first...
10. Ада, или Эротиада (перевод О. М. Кириченко). Часть пятая
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Часть текста: в особенности в середине зимы, когда здешний знаменитый воздух, le crystal d'Ex [544] , искрист «под стать высочайшим образцам человеческой мысли — чистой математике & расшифровке древних рун» (из неопубл. рекламы). Не реже двух раз в году наша счастливая чета пускалась в довольно длительные путешествия. Больше Ада не выпестовывала и не коллекционировала бабочек, но в пору здоровой своей и активной старости обожала снимать их на пленку в их естественной среде, в глубинах ее сада или на краю света, порхающих порознь и парочками, садящихся на цветы и нечистоты, скользящих по стеклу или стене, схлестывающихся и совокупляющихся. Ван сопровождал ее в этих съемочных турне по Бразилии, Конго, Новой Гвинее, хотя втайне предпочитал добрый стакан горячительного долгим выжиданиям под деревом, пока тот или иной раритет не соблазнится присесть, чтобы запечатлиться на цветной пленке. Чтоб описать приключения Ады в Стране Адесс, потребуется отдельная книга. С фильмами — как и распластанными героинями (на удостоверяющих их личность стендах) — можно ознакомиться по договоренности в музее «Люсинда», Манхэттен, Парк-Авеню, 5. 2 Он прожил в соответствии с девизом предков: «Всегда здоров и крепок Вин: все потому, что Винов сын». В пятьдесят лет прошлое виделось ему только памятным из каталки, сужающимся убыванием больничного коридора (с парой вприпрыжку убегавших аккуратных ножек в белом). Однако теперь он стал замечать, как его физическое благополучие стало потихоньку давать ветвистые трещины, словно неизбежный распад уж подтолкнул к нему сквозь недвижимое серое время первых своих посланцев. Заложенный нос вызывал удушающие сны, и при малейшем охлаждении напоминала о себе тупым копьем межреберная невралгия. Чем шире...