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Часть текста: in all my pathetic machinations. The agent of these interruptions was usually the Haze woman (who, as the reader will mark, was more afraid of Lo’s deriving some pleasure from me than of my enjoying Lo). The passion I had developed for that nymphetfor the first nymphet in my life that could be 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...

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Часть текста: me now that she was ready to turn away from it with something akin to plain repulsion. Never did she vibrate under my touch, and a strident “what d’you think you are doing?” was all I got for my pains. To the wonderland I had to offer, my fool preferred the corniest movies, the most cloying fudge. To think that between a Hamburger and a Humburger, she wouldinvariably, with icy precisionplump for the former. There is nothing more atrociously cruel than an adored child. Did I mention the name of that milk bar I visited a moment ago? It was, of all things, The Frigid Queen. Smiling a little sadly, I dubbed her My Frigid Princess. She did not see the wistful joke. Oh, d not scowl at me, reader, I do not intend to convey the impressin that I did not manage to be happy. Readeer must understand that in the possession and thralldom of a nymphet the enchanted traveler stands, as it were, beyond happiness. For there is no other bliss on earth comparable to that of fondling a...

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Часть текста: Spur Court, Elphinstone, turned out to belong to the glossily browned pine-log kind that Lolita used to be so fond of in the days of our carefree first journey; oh, how different things were now! I am not referring to Trapp or Trapps. After allwell, really… After all, gentlemen, it was becoming abundantly clear that all those identical detectives in prismatically changing cars were figments of my persecution mania, recurrent images based on coincidence and chance resemblance. Soyons logiques , crowed the cocky Gallic part of my brainand proceeded to rout the notion of a Lolita-maddened salesman or comedy gangster, with stooges, persecuting me, and hoaxing me, and otherwise taking riotous advantage of my strange relations with the law. I remember humming my panic away. I remember evolving even an explanation of the “Birdsley” telephone call… But if I could dismiss Trapp, as I had dismissed my convulsions on the lawn at Champion, I could do nothing with the anguish of knowing Lolita to be so tantalizingly, so miserably unattainable and beloved on the very even of a new era, when my alembics told me she should stop being a nymphet, stop torturing me. An additional, abominable, and perfectly gratuitous worry was lovingly prepared for me in Elphinstone. Lo had been ...

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Часть текста: over with as quickly as possible, and Madame gives in with a tolerant smile; then, my reader, the wedding is generally a “quiet” affair. The bride may dispense with a tiara of orange blossoms securing her finger-tip veil, nor does 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 ...

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Часть текста: В издании 1837 г. «странные», что бессмысленно и, очевидно, опечатка. В ранних изданиях — «страшные». 7 Ради рифмы и ритма Пушкин употребляет «темнота» (как здесь) либо «тьма», «потемки». Другие синонимы — «сумрак», «мрак» и «мгла». Последнее в точном смысле означает более темное и туманное, чем чаще встречающаяся поэтическая «темнота», подразумеваемая понятиями «сумрак» и «мрак». Прилагательные «темный», «сумрачный» и «мрачный» обычны в сочинениях Пушкина. Для иных русских «сумрак» мягче, чем «мрак», очевидно, из-за слова «сумерки». 12 горелки. Игра, сходная с шотландским и английским барли-брейком («барли» — крик о перерыве в игре), деревенской игрой в салки. Горелки — языческого происхождения, и во времена Пушкина еще связывались крестьянами со встречей весны. Само слово происходит от «гореть», употребляемого в игре в особом значении. Любопытное различие между шотландским барли-брейком и горелками в том, что в первом «салка» стоит в середине, «в аду», где «горит» как грешник, тогда как в горелках он «горит» весенней жаждой и любовным огнем под светлыми березами на залитом солнцем холме. (Отметим в зачеркнутой черновой рукописи 2369, л. 36, строку 12: «весной в горелки не играла»). В некоторых старых сельских «горелках» «горящий» представляет собой «горящий пень» (пень в русском языке — символ «единичности», «одинокости»,...

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Часть текста: describe… an expression of helplessness so perfect that it seemed to grade into one of rather comfortable inanity just because this was the very limit of injustice and frustrationand every limit presupposes something beyond ithence the neutral illumination. And when you bear in mind that these were the raised eyebrows and parted lips of a child, you may better appreciate what depths of calculated carnality, what reflected despair, restrained me from falling at her dear feet and dissolving in human tears, and sacrificing my jealousy to whatever pleasure Lolita might hope to derive from mixing with dirty and dangerous children in an outside world that was real to her. And I have still other smothered memories, now unfolding themselves into limbless monsters of pain. Once, in a sunset-ending street of Beardsley, she turned to little Eva Rosen (I was taking both nymphets to a concert and walking behind them so close as almost to touch them with my person), she turned to Eva, and so very serenely and seriously, in answer to something the other had said about its being better to die than hear Milton Pinski, some local schoolboy she knew, talk about music, my Lolita remarked: “You know, what’s so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own”; and it struck me, as my automaton knees went up and down, that I simply did not know a thing about my darling’s mind and that quite possibly, behind the awful juvenile clichs, there was in her a garden and a twilight, and a palace gatedim and adorable...

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Часть текста: жестоко обращавшегося с нею. Уж она-то знала эти «страшные сны» и умерла молодой в Италии. В нее был влюблен Александр Тургенев; в письме от 19 октября 1832 г. Жуковский послал ему надпись с ее надгробного камня в Ливорно на церковнославянском языке («Архив братьев Тургеневых», 1921, № 6, с. 461). Родною сестрой ей приходилась Мария Протасова (1793–1823) — единственная любовь Жуковского, вышедшая в 1817 г. замуж за известного хирурга Ивана Мойера (Иоганн Христиан Мойер, 1786–1858). В беловой рукописи пятой главы (ПБ 14) есть два пробных варианта эпиграфов: первые два слова из стихов Петрарки, служащих эпиграфом к шестой главе, — очевидно, фальстарт, и строфа II, стихи 1–8 из «Светланы», тема которых отсылает нас обратно к V строфе гл. 3: Тускло светится луна В сумраке тумана — Молчалива и грустна Милая Светлана. Что, подруженька, с тобой? Вымолви словечко, Слушай песни круговой, Вынь себе колечко. I В тот год осенняя погода Стояла долго на дворе, Зимы ждала, ждала природа. 4 Снег выпал только в январе На третье в ночь. Проснувшись рано, В окно увидела Татьяна Поутру побелевший двор, 8 Куртины, кровли и забор, На стеклах легкие узоры, Деревья в зимнем серебре, Сорок веселых на дворе 12 И мягко устланные горы Зимы блистательным ковром. Всё ярко, всё бело кругом. Вверху черновика (2370, л. 79 об.) Пушкин надписал дату — «4 генв.» (4 января 1826 г.). 2 на дворе; 1 двор; 11 на дворе. — Двор в стихе 7 — это всего лишь отдельный объект в ряду других объектов (куртин и т. д.). На дворе в стихе 11 может означать «во дворе» или (и такое понимание здесь более вероятно) «на улице», «вне дома». В стихе 2 на дворе передает еще более размытое и общее...

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Часть текста: 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 conceived the plan our Eugene 4 of instituting a new system. In his backwoods a solitary sage, the ancient corvée 's yoke by ...

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