Война и мир

Chapter 1

           Butapparentlythecoachman’ssympathywasnotenoughforPeter,andheturnedontheboxtowardhismaster.

           “Howpleasantitis,yourexcellency!”hesaidwitharespectfulsmile.

           “What?”

           “It’spleasant,yourexcellency!”

           “Whatishetalkingabout?”thoughtPrinceAndrew.“Oh,thespring,Isuppose,”hethoughtasheturnedround.“Yes,reallyeverythingisgreenalready....Howearly!Thebirchesandcherryandalderstooarecomingout....Buttheoaksshownosignyet.Ah,hereisoneoak!”

           Attheedgeoftheroadstoodanoak.Probablytentimestheageofthebirchesthatformedtheforest,itwastentimesasthickandtwiceastallasthey.Itwasanenormoustree,itsgirthtwiceasgreatasamancouldembrace,andevidentlylongagosomeofitsbrancheshadbeenbrokenoffanditsbarkscarred.Withitshugeungainlylimbssprawlingunsymmetrically,anditsgnarledhandsandfingers,itstoodanaged,stern,andscornfulmonsteramongthesmilingbirchtrees.Onlythedead-lookingevergreenfirsdottedaboutintheforest,andthisoak,refusedtoyieldtothecharmofspringornoticeeitherthespringorthesunshine.

           “Spring,love,happiness!”thisoakseemedtosay.“Areyounotwearyofthatstupid,meaningless,constantlyrepeatedfraud?Alwaysthesameandalwaysafraud?Thereisnospring,nosun,nohappiness!Lookatthosecrampeddeadfirs,everthesame,andatmetoo,stickingoutmybrokenandbarkedfingersjustwheretheyhavegrown,whetherfrommybackormysides:astheyhavegrownsoIstand,andIdonotbelieveinyourhopesandyourlies

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