Александр Сергеевич ПушкинПисьмо Та

Александр Сергеевич Пушкин

Письмо Татьяны к Онегину



Я к вам пишу – чего же боле?
Что я могу еще сказать?
Теперь, я знаю, в вашей воле
Меня презреньем наказать.
Но вы, к моей несчастной доле
Хоть каплю жалости храня,
Вы не оставите меня.
Сначала я молчать хотела;
Поверьте: моего стыда
Вы не узнали б никогда,
Когда б надежду я имела
Хоть редко, хоть в неделю раз
В деревне нашей видеть вас,
Чтоб только слышать ваши речи,
Вам слово молвить, и потом
Все думать, думать об одном
И день и ночь до новой встречи.
Но, говорят, вы нелюдим;
А мы... ничем мы не блестим,
Хоть рады вам и рады простодушно.

Зачем вы посетили нас?
В глуши забытого селенья
Я никогда не знала б вас,
Не знала б горького мученья.
Души неопытной волненья
Смирив со временем (как знать?),
По сердцу я нашла бы друга,
Была бы верная супруга
И добродетельная мать.

Результаты (английский) 1:

Alexander Pushkin

Tatiana's letter to Onegin



I write to you - what more?
What more can I say?
Now, I know in your will to punish contempt Me
.
But you, my fate share
If slightest pity keeping,
You will not leave me.
At first I wanted to be silent;
Believe me my shame
You would've never learned, b
When I had hoped
Though rare, though once a week
In our village to see you
Just to hear your voice ,
You say a word, and then
All thinking, thinking about one
Both day and night until we meet again.
But people say you're;
And we ... nothing we do not shine,
Though glad you and glad innocently.

Why did you visit us? forgotten in the back

settlement By LordI've never met you, I did not know
bitter torment.

Soul inexperienced excitement having pacified (who knows?)
By heart I would find another
Would faithful wife
and virtuous mother.

Результаты (английский) 2:

Aleksandr Sergeevich Pushkin

Tatiana's letter to Onegin says



I write to you-what is Bole?
what can I say?
now I know in your will I prezren′em
.
but you, to my miserable share
Though drop pity by storing,
You did not leave me.
at first I wanted to keep quiet;
believe me: my shame
you don't know b,
b When the hope I had
Though rare, at least a week in the village of our times
see you
To only hear your speech,
Molvit′, you have the floor and then
All think, think of one
, and day and night to meet again.
but, say you it;
and we ... are we not blestim
at least glad you and glad to artlessly.

Why do you visit us?
selen′â
fogotten the beaten pathI never knew you, b
didn't know b bitter long Soul inexperienced agitation.

subduing both over time (how?), I found my heart
,
have been loyal spouse
and virtuous mother.

Результаты (английский) 3:

The General Director Alexander Pushkin

Letter From Tracy to guests try in vain to reconcile Lord more multitasking performance

I to you I am writing - what Bole?
that I can even say?
now, I know, in your will
me thou hast wrought to punish.
but you, to my unfortunate proportion
i a drop pity storing,
You will not leave me.
i first silent wishes;
believe: my shame
you have not learned the never,
when a hope i had
i rarely, but in a week time
in our village to see you,
i only hear your speech,
You have the floor молвить, and then
all to think, to think of the one
and the day and night to the new summit.
but, it is said, are you also was one of the organizers of;
and we ... nothing we do not блестим,
i are pleased you and we are pleased neglecting benignly what.

Why are you visited us?
IN unspoiled forgot селенья
I never knew about you,
did not know the bitter light salad.
soul inexperienced волненья
historical kenosis over time (as well as to know? ) ,
heart i have found to each other,
would be faithful spouse
new recruits and mother.