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Eugene Onegin : a novel in verse (1832)

by Aleksandr Sergeevich Pushkin

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I have no idea what to make of this. I didn't have a problem following the storyline but I just never got a sense of a real story, just a skimming of ideas. The rhyming scheme made it seem very lightweight and I didn't have much sense of the characters. The ending completely baffled me but perhaps that is because it was unfinished. Worth reading but hard to make sense of.
  amyem58 | Jul 3, 2014 |
I am not keen on poetry, but even though this is a novel in verse, I loved it so so much. Eugene, sick of everything and everybody, moves to the countryside. He spends his days taking long walks and reading in front of the fireplace and shuns almost everyone except the young, idealistic poet Lensky and the Larin family, including daughters Olga (Lensky’s betrothed) and Tatiana. Tatiana is quiet and contemplative, a stranger in her own family, whose outlook is shaped by her sentimental European novels. She falls madly in love with Eugene but he kindly tells her that, though he thinks she’s great, he’s not meant for marriage and would eventually get bored and treat her poorly, so she should just disillusion herself right now. Years pass, some stuff happens, Eugene is still suffering from crippling ennui and eventually, Eugene and Tatiana are reunited BUT THE TABLES ARE TURNED. ( )
  amy_marie26 | Jun 20, 2014 |
A wonderful novel from early 19th century Russia, translated into clear and readable English prose in this edition. The narrator is a minor character and keeps us entertained throughout, with a great variety of tone and digression, but always coming back to the main story. The story is intensely Russian - vastness of sky and countryside, contrast between country and city, country customs, fashionable society in town, ways to avoid boredom or to succumb to it, family entertainments, love-hate relations with France and the French, memorable characters, even the minor ones - and packs a wonderful story into less than 150 pages. Amid all this, the central love story, between Onegin and Tatiana, is told with delicacy, beauty and psychological insight. Definitely one to re-read. ( )
  Giraldus_Papyrus | Jan 26, 2014 |
Евгений Онегин это моя любимая романтическая поэма​, равный Байрона Дон Жуан, на котором он частично ​Onegin is a cross between Byron and Wordsworth--an utterly great poem, and what is rare in any long poem, a gripping narrative. Elton's my favorite translation, half a century ago:
The less we love her, when we woo her,
The more we please a woman's heart,
And are the surer to undo her
And snare her with beguiling art.
Men once extolled cold-blooded taking
As the true science of love-making,
Your own trump everywhere you blew...

And it strikes me as quite close to the Russian: yes, Pushkin's "heart"
isn't in line two, but four; but Pushikin's хладнокровны
doesn't modify "debauch"--probably an English addition in one translation.
Also, Elton has a feel for easy monosyllables and rhyme absent in the newer ones. After all, Pushkin was "translating" Byron, who would only have used "debauch" ironically.
I have imitated it in my own 65-pp Parodies Lost, yet to be published, though a few stanzas appear in my Westport Soundings, 1994, under the title "Onagain." It begins, "He knew--from a picture of Rod McKuen--/Of all his race, the poet makes/ The saddest face, and next to a hound/ The saddest sound. Despair, he found/ Came hardest on a sunny day/ With a butch haircut. But in the rain,/ Bedraggled, "Loneliness," he thought,/ "has wet me through." And going in / He wrote of going out again./ Though all alone, he never felt / At all poetic while he wrote."
Vikram Seth beat me to publishing his fine quasi-Pushkiny Golden Gate, though I began mine more than a decade earlier than his 1991.
As for Pushkin, I think the film Mozart stole from his play, Mozart and Salieri. And his Onegin is unprecedented in world literature, and remarkably uninfluencial in English--Seth and Powers aside. ( )
  AlanWPowers | Nov 5, 2013 |
http://shawjonathan.wordpress.com/2013/10/29/frys-falens-pushkins-onegin/
http://fryreadsonegin.com/

This audio book is sheer delight. James E Falen’s verse is fluid, witty, full of charm. Stephen Fry’s reading is superb – unfolding the pleasures of the language with the same infectious relish he brings to his role of BBC game-show host.

Vladimir Nabokov said it was impossible to translate Eugene Onegin into verse that kept the rhyme scheme or the ‘bloom’ of the original. I’m in no position to argue, but I’m going to assume that Falen’s attempt approaches the impossible, and that the poem I’ve just had read to me is essentially Pushkin’s, and am not surprised that people compare him to Shakespeare.

I mainly listened to it while driving around the city, which means that for the first couple of hours of it I was negotiating traffic with a slack-jawed grin. Incredibly, the cheerful, witty urbanity of the first parts – where the death of a rich uncle, the ennui of endless Moscow balls, a dilettante’s reading habits, and the passion of a young man who today would be called am emerging poet are all subjects of light, ironic banter – gradually yields to a more serious tone. By the end, the sprightly ‘Onegin stanza’ – shorter lines than Shakespeare, lots of feminine rhymes – has proved suitable for telling of calamity, betrayal and despair. It’s a much smaller story than Anna Karenina, but I’ve got no doubt that Tolstoy read it, and I bet scholarly papers have been written about the relationship between the two works. ( )
  shawjonathan | Oct 28, 2013 |
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Stanley Mitchell's new verse translation relishes this (Byron's) influence, but there's far more to this poem and Mitchell conjures the varied tones, the changes of pace, the vivid descriptions in language that echo and parallel the driving rhythms and rhymes of the original - "The pistols glistened; soon the mallets / Resoundingly on ramrods flicked, / Through cut-steel barrels went the bullets". In the end, the power of Pushkin's masterpiece lies in its fast-paced and wonderfully balanced storyline and in the interplay between Onegin and Tatiana. The latter, "Russian to the core", is repeatedly linked to the traditions and landscapes of an older, more intuitive Russia, in fierce contrast to the sophisticated posturings of Onegin.
 

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Author nameRoleType of authorWork?Status
Aleksandr Sergeevich Pushkinprimary authorall editionsconfirmed
Agt, F.J. vanTranslatorsecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
Boland, HansTranslatorsecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
Feinstein, ElainePrefacesecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
Johnston, CharlesTranslatorsecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
Johnston, Sir CharlesTranslatorsecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
Jonker, W.Translatorsecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
Keil, Rolf-DietrichTranslatorsecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
Nabokov, VladimirTranslatorsecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
Stekelenburg, L.H.M. vanTranslatorsecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
Timmer, Charles B.Editorsecondary authorsome editionsconfirmed
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Pétri de vanité il avait encore plus de cette espèce d'orgueil qui fait avouer avec la même indifférence les bonnes comme les mauvaises actions, suite d'un sentiment de supériorité, peut-être imaginaire.
Tiré d'une lettre particullère

[Steeped in vanity, he had moreover the particular sort of pride that makes one acknowledge with equal indifference both his good and evil actions, a consequence of a sense of superiority, perhaps imaginary. From a private letter.] (Falen translation)
Dedication
Not thinking of the proud world's pleasure,
But cherishing your friendship's claim,
I would have wished a finer treasure
To pledge my token to your name--
One worthy of your soul's perfection,
The sacred dreams that fill your gaze,
Your verse's limpid, live complexion,
Your noble thoughts and simple ways.
But let it be. Take this collection
Of sundry chapters as my suit:
Half humorous, half pessimistic,
Blending the plain and idealistic--
Amusement's yield, the careless fruit
Of sleepless nights, light inspirations
Born of my green and withered years . . .
The intellect's cold observations,
The heart's reflections, writ in tears.

[Originally addressed to Pushkin's friend and publisher P. A. Pletnyov.] (Falen translation)
To Véra
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'My uncle, man of firm convictions...
By falling gravely ill, he's won
A due respect for his afflictions--
The only clever thing he's done.
(James E. Falen translation)
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Eugene Onegin is the master work of the poet whom Russians regard as the fountainhead of their literature. Set in 1820s Russia, Pushkin's verse novel follows the fates of three men and three women. Engaging, full of suspense, and varied in tone, it also portrays a large cast of other characters and offers the reader many literary, philosophical, and autobiographical digressions, often in a highly satirical vein. Eugene Onegin was Pushkin's own favourite work, and this new translation conveys the literal sense and the poetic music of the original.

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A new translation of an 1830s Russian novel, written in verse. The hero is Eugene, a bored young man who courts Tatyana, the heroine, and when she falls in love rejects her. But he will pay for it.

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