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J'ai fort lu Platon, mais rien ne m'en reste; Mieux que Malebranche et que Lamennais, Tu me demontrais la bonte celeste Avec une fleur que tu me donnais. Je t'obeissais, tu m' etais soumise; O grenier dore! te lacer! te voir Aller et venir des l'aube en chemise, Mirant ton jeune front a ton vieux miroir.
God forbid that, in order to provide me with a livelihood further burdens should be imposed upon an impoverished public!" "Such are the results of improvident management!" thought Platon to himself. "The disease is even worse than my slothfulness." Meanwhile Kostanzhoglo, walking by Chichikov's side, was almost taking leave of his senses. "Look at it!" he cried with a wave of his hand.
Moreover, for me, old custom is a sacred thing for which I would gladly sacrifice everything else." "Lienitsin cannot have known of this, or he would not have seized the land," said Platon. "He is a newcomer, just arrived from St. Petersburg. A few words of explanation ought to meet the case." "But he DOES know of what I have stated; he DOES know of it.
"Who would entrust their property to a man who has squandered his own estate?" "Nevertheless, when death and destitution threaten, a man must either do something or starve. Shall I ask my brother to use his influence to procure you a post?" "No, no, Platon Mikhalitch," sighed Khlobuev, gripping the other's hand.
And the day before the ball, Anfisa's rival snapped up the only red camellias to be had in the place, from under Platon's nose, and Platon wretched man was done for. Now if Peter had only been able to step in at this moment with a red bouquet, his little hopes might have made gigantic strides.
I was dying of fever. We weren't told anything. There were some twenty of us lying there. We had no idea, never guessed at all." "And do you feel sad here?" Pierre inquired. "How can one help it, lad? My name is Platon, and the surname is Karataev," he added, evidently wishing to make it easier for Pierre to address him. "They call me 'little falcon' in the regiment.
Her canaries alone number four hundred, and, in addition, there is an army of pug-dogs, hangers-on, and servants. Even the youngest of the servants is sixty, but she calls them all 'young fellows, and if a guest happens to offend her during dinner, she orders them to leave him out when handing out the dishes. THERE'S a woman for you!" Platon laughed.
There Platon Karataev was sitting covered up head and all with his greatcoat as if it were a vestment, telling the soldiers in his effective and pleasant though now feeble voice a story Pierre knew. It was already past midnight, the hour when Karataev was usually free of his fever and particularly lively.
All Paris knew his verses in which he did not conceal his ardent love for Ninon, and in which were expressed the highest admiration for her estimable qualities and the depth of her philosophy. He now proceeded to take back everything good he had said about her and made fun of her love, her friendship, and her attainments. He ridiculed her in every possible manner, even charging up against her beauty, her age. A verse or so will enable the reader to understand his methods: "Il ne faut pas qu'on s'étonne, Si souvent elle raisonne De la sublime vertu Dont Platon fut revêtu: Car
"And what may her family name be?" asked Chichikov. "And where does she live?" "She lives in the county town, and her name is Alexandra Ivanovna Khanasarov." "Then why do you not apply to her?" asked Platon earnestly. "It seems to me that, once she realised the position of your family, she could not possibly refuse you." "Alas! nothing is to be looked for from that quarter," replied Khlobuev.
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