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1. Тургенев И. С. - Виардо Полине, 23, 25, 26, 27, 28 июля (4, 6, 7, 8, 9 августа) 1849 г.
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2. Крылов и его басни. Пер. В. Р. Рольстона. 3-е издание, значительно расширенное
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1. Тургенев И. С. - Виардо Полине, 23, 25, 26, 27, 28 июля (4, 6, 7, 8, 9 августа) 1849 г.
Входимость: 2. Размер: 57кб.
Часть текста: ces Anglais ne se refusent rien 2 . - Je continue a ne pas recevoir signe de vie de chez moi; du reste je me porte bien et suis fort content de mon sort. Le temps a ete assez beau tous ces jours-ci. J'ai recu avant-hier la visite du docteur Fougeux. Nous avons fait une partie de billard, je l'ai promene en bateau. - Je rame mieux que lui, qui cependant se vante d'avoir ete dans son temps le meilleur canotier de Bercy. - Il a du l'oublier depuis ce temps-la - car je suis loin d'etre fort. A propos de bateau, il faut que je vous dise que malheureusement l'eau decroit beaucoup dans les fosses; elle fuit plus que jamais du cote de la fontaine, malgre la terre glaise dont on avait cru boucher le conduit. - Il faudrait refaire la bonde - ce qui ne serait deja pas si difficile, en l'entourant de pierres, en forme de digue. - Il faut aussi que je vous dise que les fosses n'ont pas ete cures du tout; il y a enormement de vase au fond. - Le pere Negros me disait l'autre jour, en montrant le poing a un etre imaginaire - "Ah si l'on me volait comme on vole Mr Viardot!" - Il doit en savoir...
2. Крылов и его басни. Пер. В. Р. Рольстона. 3-е издание, значительно расширенное
Входимость: 1. Размер: 14кб.
Часть текста: of things, and he possesses a genuine kind of phlegmatic humour which betrays the Oriental element in Slavonic nature. In his birth and all the circumstances of his life Krilof was as Russian as possible: he was essentially national in his ways of thinking, feeling, and writing; and it may be maintained without exaggeration that a foreigner who has carefully studied Krilof’s fables will have a better idea of the Russian national character than if he had read through all the travels and essays that attempt to describe it. Russian children learn Krilof by heart as French ones do La Fontaine, without entering into all the wisdom of his teaching, but in later life they return to him with double profit. Like La Fontaine, but to a still greater degree, Krilof has supplied the public conscience with a number of precepts and adages and sayings which have become proverbial even in the mouth of unlettered peasants; no one is oftener quoted than he, and, like the Bible and Shakespeare in England, those who quote him have often no idea of their obligation — proof positive that his work has been completely absorbed into the national popular life from which it sprung. The present day offers no higher reward to literary ambition than this faint reflection of the past grandeur of epic poetry, which is only great because it is impersonal. Mr. Ralston’s translation leaves nothing to desire in the matter of accuracy or colouring, and the fables which he has added are not amongst the least welcome. The short preface and memoir prefixed to the volume, and the...