Chapter 12

           

           Theloadwastiedon.Ivanjumpeddownandtookthequiet,sleekhorsebythebridle.Theyoungwifeflungtherakeupontheload,andwithaboldstep,swingingherarms,shewenttojointhewomen,whowereformingaringforthehaymakers’dance.Ivandroveofftotheroadandfellintolinewiththeotherloadedcarts.Thepeasantwomen,withtheirrakesontheirshoulders,gaywithbrightflowers,andchatteringwithringing,merryvoices,walkedbehindthehaycart.Onewilduntrainedfemalevoicebrokeintoasong,andsangitalonethroughaverse,andthenthesameversewastakenupandrepeatedbyhalfahundredstronghealthyvoices,ofallsorts,coarseandfine,singinginunison.

           Thewomen,allsinging,begantocomeclosetoLevin,andhefeltasthoughastormwereswoopingdownuponhimwithathunderofmerriment.Thestormswoopeddown,envelopedhimandthehaycockonwhichhewaslying,andtheotherhaycocks,andthewagon-loads,andthewholemeadowanddistantfieldsallseemedtobeshakingandsingingtothemeasuresofthiswildmerrysongwithitsshoutsandwhistlesandclapping.Levinfeltenviousofthishealthandmirthfulness;helongedtotakepartintheexpressionofthisjoyoflife.Buthecoulddonothing,andhadtolieandlookonandlisten.Whenthepeasants,withtheirsinging,hadvanishedoutofsightandhearing,awearyfeelingofdespondencyathisownisolation,hisphysicalinactivity,hisalienationfromthisworld,cameoverLevin.

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