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Часть текста: I stood in the very abutment of a rainbow’s arch, which filled the lower stratum of the atmosphere, tinging the grass and leaves around, and dazzling me as if I looked through colored crystal. It was a lake of rainbow light, in which, for a short while, I lived like a dolphin» (Thoreau 1906: 224; букв. пер.: «Однажды мне случилось стоять внутри основания радуги, которая заполнила нижние слои воздуха, окрашивая траву и листья вокруг и ослепляя меня, словно я смотрел сквозь цветной хрусталь. Это было озеро радужного света, в котором я некоторое время жил, как дельфин» [англ. ]). Известнейший американский натуралист и философ Джон Берроуз (John Burroughs, 1837–1921) в двух поздних эссе цитировал этот пассаж как яркий пример абсурдных представлений Торо о природе, поскольку по законам физики приблизиться к радуге невозможно. Этим, писал он, радуга «подобна призраку, гостье из другого мира» (Burroughs 1919a: 779–780; Burroughs 1922: 137–138). На публикацию первого из них в американском журнале The Atlantic Monthly откликнулось несколько человек, утверждавших, что в детстве им тоже случалось вступать в основание радуги, так что Берроузу пришлось отвечать своим оппонентам в специальной заметке (Burroughs 1920). Журнальная полемика по поводу Торо и радуги вполне могла попасться на глаза Набокову в Кембридже, библиотека которого получала The Atlantic Monthly. Нельзя исключать и его знакомство с книгой: Burroughs...
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Часть текста: in Wyoming, 1952 BUTTERFLY COLLECTING IN WYOMING, 1952 A visit to Wyoming by car in July-- August 1952 was devoted to collecting in the following places: Southeastern Wyoming: eastern Medicine Bow National Forest, in the Snowy Range, up to approximately 10,500 ft. alt. (using paved road 130 between Laramie and Saratoga); sagebrush country, approximately 7,000 ft. alt., between Saratoga and Encampment, east of paved highway 230; marshes at about the same elevation between eastern Medicine Bow National Forest and Northgate, northern Colorado, within 15 miles from the Wyoming State Line, mainly south of the unpaved road 127; and W. Medicine Bow National Forest, in the Sierra Madre, using the abominable local road from Encampment to the Continental Divide (approximately 9,500 ft. alt.). Western Wyoming: sagebrush, approximately 6,500 ft. alt. immediately east of Dubois along the (well-named) Wind River; western Shoshone and Teton National Forests, following admirable paved road 26, from Dubois towards Moran over Togwotee Pass (9,500 ft. alt.); near Moran, on Buffalo River, approximately 7,000 ft. alt.; traveling through the construction hell of the city of Jackson, and bearing...
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Часть текста: floods, especially noticeable in Kansas, most of the drive from New York State to Colorado was entomologically uneventful. When reached at last, Telluride turned out to be a damp, unfrequented, but very spectacular cul-de-sac (which a prodigious rainbow straddied every evening) at the end of two converging roads, one from Placerville, the other from Dolores, both atrocious. There is one motel, the optimistic and excellent Valley View Court where my wife and I stayed, at 9,000 feet altitude, from the 3rd to the 29th of July, walking up daily to at least 12,000 feet along various more or less steep trails in search of sublivens. Once or twice Mr. Homer Reid of Telluride took us up in his jeep. Every morning the sky would be of an impeccable blue at 6 a. m. when I set out. The first innocent cloudlet would scud across at 7: 30 a. m. Bigger fellows with darker bellies would start tampering with the sun around 9 a. m., just as we emerged from the shadow of the cliffs and trees onto good hunting grounds. Everything would be cold and gloomy half an hour later. At around 10 a. m. there would come the daily electric storm, in several installments, accompanied by the most irritatingly close lightning I have ever encountered anywhere in the Rockies, not excepting Longs Peak, which is saying a good deal, and followed by cloudy and rainy weather through the rest of the day. After 10 days of this, and despite diligent subsequent exploration, only one sparse colony of sublivens was found. On that one spot my wife found a freshly emerged male on the 15th. Three days later I had the pleasure of discovering the unusual-looking female. Between the 15th and the 28th, a dozen hours of windy but passable collecting...