Предлагаем вниманию читателей сборник произведений великого русского писателя и поэта М. Ю. Лермонтова. В книгу вошли поэмы «Демон», «Мцыри», «Песня про купца Калашникова» и избранные стихотворения, написанные автором в период с 1831 по 1841 гг.
Оглавление
Михаил Лермонтов. The Demon / Демон. Книга для чтения на английском языке
M. Y. Lermontov (1814–1841)
Lyrical poems (1828–1841)
The Demon. A fantastic poem (1829–1840)
Mtzyri[2] (1840)
Song of Tzar Ivan Vassilyevitch.[3] Epic poem (1838)
The Demon. An Eastern Legend
Part I
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V
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VII
VIII
IX
X
XI
XII
XIII
XIV
XV
XVI
Part II
I
II
III
IV
V
VI
VII
VIII
IX
X
XI
XII
XIII
XIV
XV
XVI
Mtsyri
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II
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V
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VII
VIII
IX
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XI
XII
XIII
XIV
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XVII
XVIII
XIX
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XXI
XXII
XXIII
XXIV
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XXVI
The lay of Tsar Ivan Vassilyevich, his young oprichnik and the stouthearted merchant Kalashnikov
I
II
III
Poems
The angel
Ballad
«The chains of mountains blue I love…»
To***
The Reed
The Sail
«Not Byron – of a different kind…»
The Mermaid
On the Death of the Poet
Borodino
The Dagger
The Captive
«When comes a gentle breeze and sways the yellowing meadow…»
«Though we have parted, on my breast…»
«Pray, laugh not at a gloom of dark foreboding born…»
Meditation
The Poet
Three Palms
«How frequently amidst the many-coloured crowd…»
A Cossack Lullaby
Because
Such Emptiness, Heartache
To A. O. Smirnova
To a Child
The Captive Knight
Farewell to Russia
Mountain Heights (after Goethe)
Clouds
The Dream
«No, not on you my passion's bent…»
The Cross Atop a Cliff
«Lone's the mist-cloaked road before me lying…»
The Sea Princess
The Cliff
Отрывок из книги
When we think of Lermontov, we see in our minds a huge mountain-peak somewhere in the heart of the Caucasus. Eternal silence reigns in its clefts and gorges. Its mass of ice and stone looks a picture of gloomy solitude. It seems to be indifferent to the turmoil of life. Still, there is boiling lava deep in its heart. Time and again it shakes from the fury of compressed inner forces. On its bare stony body little trees with lacy foliage climb higher and higher; and when the world is in bloom, winds laden with fragrance blow on its ragged brow, bringing the lure of distant lands.
Such is the poet Lermontov. This is, perhaps, why he loved the Caucasus all his life.
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Lermontov's form is in full accord with his moods, varying from the most exquisite tenderness to «verses coined of iron, dipped in poignancy and gall», from slow, thoughtful, and melancholy lines to volcanic outbursts of fury. In expressing delicate shades of emotions and in dignified refinement Lermontov is, perhaps, even superior to Pushkin. There is more of the elusive quality in his poems, that which cannot be expressed in definite words.
The Demon, the Spirit of Evil, craves to free himself from his cold loneliness and to rise to heights of harmony through love for a mortal, the nun Tamar. The scene is set in the Caucasus, and the story is full of the mystic glow of the Orient.
