‘La, sotto giorni nubilosi e brevi,
Nasce una gente a cui ‘l morir non duole.’
— Petrarch
[Mikhailovskoe, 1826: the two final stanzas2 were, however, written at Moscow.]
I
Having remarked Vladimir’s flight,
Oneguine, bored to death again,
By Olga stood, dejected quite
And satisfied with vengeance3 ta’en.
Olga began to long likewise
For Lenski, sought him with her eyes,
And endless the cotillon seemed
As if some troubled dream she dreamed.
’Tis done. To supper they proceed.
Bedding is laid out and to all
Assigned a lodging5, from the hall61
Up to the attic6, and all need
Tranquil7 repose8. Eugene alone
To pass the night at home hath gone.
61 Hospitality is a national virtue9 of the Russians. On festal occasions in the country the whole party is usually accommodated for the night, or indeed for as many nights as desired, within the house of the entertainer. This of course is rendered necessary by the great distances which separate the residences of the gentry10. Still, the alacrity11 with which a Russian hostess will turn her house topsy-turvy for the accommodation of forty or fifty guests would somewhat astonish the mistress of a modern Belgravian mansion13.
II
All slumber14. In the drawing-room
Loud snores the cumbrous Poustiakoff
With better half as cumbersome15;
Gvozdine, Bouyanoff, Petoushkoff
And Flianoff, somewhat indisposed,
On chairs in the saloon reposed16,
Whilst on the floor Monsieur Triquet
In jersey17 and in nightcap lay.
In Olga’s and Tattiana’s rooms
Lay all the girls by sleep embraced,
Except one by the window placed
Whom pale Diana’s ray illumes —
My poor Tattiana cannot sleep
But stares into the darkness deep.
III
His visit she had not awaited,
His momentary19 loving glance
Her inmost soul had penetrated21,
And his strange conduct at the dance
With Olga; nor of this appeared
An explanation: she was scared,
Alarmed by jealous agonies:
A hand of ice appeared to seize62
Her heart: it seemed a darksome pit
Beneath her roaring opened wide:
“I shall expire,” Tattiana cried,
“But death from him will be delight.
I murmur22 not! Why mournfulness?
He cannot give me happiness.”
62 There must be a peculiar23 appropriateness in this expression as descriptive of the sensation of extreme cold. Mr. Wallace makes use of an identical phrase in describing an occasion when he was frostbitten whilst sledging24 in Russia. He says (vol. i. p. 33): “My fur cloak flew open, the cold seemed to grasp me in the region of the heart, and I fell insensible.”
IV
Haste, haste thy lagging pace, my story!
A new acquaintance we must scan.
There dwells five versts from Krasnogory,
Vladimir’s property, a man
Who thrives this moment as I write,
A philosophic25 anchorite:
Zaretski, once a bully26 bold,
A gambling27 troop when he controlled,
Chief rascal28, pot-house president,
Now of a family the head,
Simple and kindly29 and unwed,
True friend, landlord benevolent30,
Yea! and a man of honour, lo!
How perfect doth our epoch31 grow!
V
Time was the flattering voice of fame,
His ruffian bravery adored,
And true, his pistol’s faultless aim
An ace18 at fifteen paces bored.
But I must add to what I write
That, tipsy once in actual fight,
He from his Kalmuck horse did leap
In mud and mire32 to wallow deep,
Drunk as a fly; and thus the French
A valuable hostage gained,
A modern Regulus unchained,
Who to surrender did not blench33
That every morn at Verrey’s cost
Three flasks34 of wine he might exhaust.
VI
Time was, his raillery was gay,
He loved the simpleton to mock,
To make wise men the idiot play
Openly or ‘neath decent cloak.
Yet sometimes this or that deceit
Encountered punishment complete,
And sometimes into snares35 as well
Himself just like a greenhorn fell.
He could in disputation shine
With pungent36 or obtuse37 retort,
At times to silence would resort,
At times talk nonsense with design;
Quarrels among young friends he bred
And to the field of honour led;
VII
Or reconciled them, it may be,
And all the three to breakfast went;
Then he’d malign38 them secretly
With jest and gossip gaily39 blent.
Sed alia tempora. And bravery
(Like love, another sort of knavery40!)
Diminishes as years decline.
But, as I said, Zaretski mine
Beneath acacias, cherry-trees,
From storms protection having sought,
Lived as a really wise man ought,
Like Horace, planted cabbages,
Both ducks and geese in plenty bred
And lessons to his children read.
VIII
He was no fool, and Eugene mine,
To friendship making no pretence41,
Admired his judgment42, which was fine,
Pervaded43 with much common sense.
He usually was glad to see
The man and liked his company,
So, when he came next day to call,
Was not surprised thereby44 at all.
But, after mutual45 compliments,
Zaretski with a knowing grin,
Ere conversation could begin,
The epistle from the bard46 presents.
Oneguine to the window went
And scanned in silence its content.
IX
It was a cheery, generous
Cartel, or challenge to a fight,
Whereto in language courteous47
Lenski his comrade did invite.
Oneguine, by first impulse moved,
Turned and replied as it behoved,
Curtly48 announcing for the fray49
That he was “ready any day.”
Zaretski rose, nor would explain,
He cared no longer there to stay,
Had much to do at home that day,
And so departed. But Eugene,
The matter by his conscience tried,
Was with himself dissatisfied.
X
In fact, the subject analysed,
Within that secret court discussed,
In much his conduct stigmatized50;
For, from the outset, ’twas unjust
To jest as he had done last eve,
A timid, shrinking love to grieve.
And ought he not to disregard
The poet’s madness? for ’tis hard
At eighteen not to play the fool!
Sincerely loving him, Eugene
Assuredly should not have been
Conventionality’s dull tool —
Not a mere51 hot, pugnacious52 boy,
But man of sense and probity53.
XI
He might his motives54 have narrated56,
Not bristled57 up like a wild beast,
He ought to have conciliated
That youthful heart —“But, now at least,
The opportunity is flown.
Besides, a duellist58 well-known
Hath mixed himself in the affair,
Malicious59 and a slanderer60.
Undoubtedly61, disdain62 alone
Should recompense his idle jeers63,
But fools — their calumnies64 and sneers”—
Behold65! the world’s opinion!63
Our idol66, Honour’s motive55 force,
Round which revolves67 the universe.
63 A line of Griboyedoff’s. (Woe from Wit.)
XII
Impatient, boiling o’er with wrath68,
The bard his answer waits at home,
But lo! his braggart69 neighbour hath
Triumphant70 with the answer come.
Now for the jealous youth what joy!
He feared the criminal might try
To treat the matter as a jest,
Use subterfuge71, and thus his breast
From the dread72 pistol turn away.
But now all doubt was set aside,
Unto the windmill he must ride
To-morrow before break of day,
To cock the pistol; barrel bend
On thigh73 or temple, friend on friend.
XIII
Resolved the flirt74 to cast away,
The foaming75 Lenski would refuse,
To see his Olga ere the fray —
His watch, the sun in turn he views —
Finally tost his arms in air
And lo! he is already there!
He deemed his coming would inspire
Olga with trepidation77 dire78.
He was deceived. Just as before
The miserable79 bard to meet,
As hope uncertain and as sweet,
Olga ran skipping from the door.
She was as heedless and as gay —
Well! just as she was yesterday.
XIV
“Why did you leave last night so soon?”
Was the first question Olga made,
Lenski, into confusion thrown,
All silently hung down his head.
Jealousy80 and vexation took
To flight before her radiant look,
Before such fond simplicity81
And mental elasticity82.
He eyed her with a fond concern,
Perceived that he was still beloved,
Already by repentance83 moved
To ask forgiveness seemed to yearn84;
But trembles, words he cannot find,
Delighted, almost sane85 in mind.
XV
But once more pensive86 and distressed87
Beside his Olga doth he grieve,
Nor enough strength of mind possessed89
To mention the foregoing eve,
He mused91: “I will her saviour92 be!
With ardent93 sighs and flattery
The vile94 seducer95 shall not dare
The freshness of her heart impair96,
Nor shall the caterpillar97 come
The lily’s stem to eat away,
Nor shall the bud of yesterday
Perish when half disclosed its bloom!”—
All this, my friends, translate aright:
“I with my friend intend to fight!”
XVI
If he had only known the wound
Which rankled98 in Tattiana’s breast,
And if Tattiana mine had found —
If the poor maiden99 could have guessed
That the two friends with morning’s light
Above the yawning grave would fight —
Ah! it may be, affection true
Had reconciled the pair anew!
But of this love, e’en casually100,
As yet none had discovered aught;
Eugene of course related nought101,
Tattiana suffered secretly;
Her nurse, who could have made a guess,
Was famous for thick-headedness.
XVII
Lenski that eve in thought immersed,
Now gloomy seemed and cheerful now,
But he who by the Muse90 was nursed
Is ever thus. With frowning brow
To the pianoforte he moves
And various chords upon it proves,
Then, eyeing Olga, whispers low:
“I’m happy, say, is it not so?”—
But it grew late; he must not stay;
Heavy his heart with anguish102 grew;
To the young girl he said adieu,
As it were, tore himself away.
Gazing into his face, she said:
“What ails103 thee?”—“Nothing.”— He is fled.
XVIII
At home arriving he addressed
His care unto his pistols’ plight104,
Replaced them in their box, undressed
And Schiller read by candlelight.
But one thought only filled his mind,
His mournful heart no peace could find,
Olga he sees before his eyes
Miraculously105 fair arise,
Vladimir closes up his book,
And grasps a pen: his verse, albeit106
With lovers’ rubbish filled, was neat
And flowed harmoniously107. He took
And spouted108 it with lyric109 fire —
Like D[elvig] when dinner doth inspire.
XIX
Destiny hath preserved his lay.
I have it. Lo! the very thing!
“Oh! whither have ye winged your way,
Ye golden days of my young spring?
What will the coming dawn reveal?
In vain my anxious eyes appeal;
In mist profound all yet is hid.
So be it! Just the laws which bid
The fatal bullet penetrate20,
Or innocently past me fly.
Good governs all! The hour draws nigh
Of life or death predestinate.
Blest be the labours of the light,
And blest the shadows of the night.
XX
“To-morrow’s dawn will glimmer110 gray,
Bright day will then begin to burn,
But the dark sepulchre I may
Have entered never to return.
The memory of the bard, a dream,
Will be absorbed by Lethe’s stream;
Men will forget me, but my urn12
To visit, lovely maid, return,
O’er my remains111 to drop a tear,
And think: here lies who loved me well,
For consecrate112 to me he fell
In the dawn of existence drear.
Maid whom my heart desires alone,
Approach, approach; I am thine own.”
XXI
Thus in a style obscure and stale,64
He wrote (’tis the romantic style,
Though of romance therein I fail
To see aught — never mind meanwhile)
And about dawn upon his breast
His weary head declined at rest,
For o’er a word to fashion known,
“Ideal,” he had drowsy114 grown.
But scarce had sleep’s soft witchery
Subdued115 him, when his neighbour stept
Into the chamber116 where he slept
And wakened him with the loud cry:
“’Tis time to get up! Seven doth strike.
Oneguine waits on us, ’tis like.”
64 The fact of the above words being italicised suggests the idea that the poet is here firing a Parthian shot at some unfriendly critic.
XXII
He was in error; for Eugene
Was sleeping then a sleep like death;
The pall117 of night was growing thin,
To Lucifer the cock must breathe
His song, when still he slumbered118 deep,
The sun had mounted high his steep,
A passing snowstorm wreathed away
With pallid119 light, but Eugene lay
Upon his couch insensibly;
Slumber still o’er him lingering flies.
But finally he oped his eyes
And turned aside the drapery;
He gazed upon the clock which showed
He long should have been on the road.
XXIII
He rings in haste; in haste arrives
His Frenchman, good Monsieur Guillot,
Who dressing120-gown and slippers121 gives
And linen122 on him doth bestow123.
Dressing as quickly as he can,
Eugene directs the trusty man
To accompany him and to escort
A box of terrible import.
Harnessed the rapid sledge124 arrived:
He enters: to the mill he drives:
Descends125, the order Guillot gives,
The fatal tubes Lepage contrived65
To bring behind: the triple steeds
To two young oaks the coachman leads.
65 Lepage — a celebrated127 gunmaker of former days.
XXIV
Lenski the foeman’s apparition129
Leaning against the dam expects,
Zaretski, village mechanician,
In the meantime the mill inspects.
Oneguine his excuses says;
“But,” cried Zaretski in amaze,
“Your second you have left behind!”
A duellist of classic mind,
Method was dear unto his heart
He would not that a man ye slay130
In a lax or informal way,
But followed the strict rules of art,
And ancient usages observed
(For which our praise he hath deserved).
XXV
“My second!” cried in turn Eugene,
“Behold my friend Monsieur Guillot;
To this arrangement can be seen,
No obstacle of which I know.
Although unknown to fame mayhap,
He’s a straightforward131 little chap.”
Zaretski bit his lip in wrath,
But to Vladimir Eugene saith:
“Shall we commence?”—“Let it be so,”
Lenski replied, and soon they be
Behind the mill. Meantime ye see
Zaretski and Monsieur Guillot
In consultation132 stand aside —
The foes133 with downcast eyes abide134.
XXVI
Foes! Is it long since friendship rent
Asunder135 was and hate prepared?
Since leisure was together spent,
Meals, secrets, occupations shared?
Now, like hereditary136 foes,
Malignant137 fury they disclose,
As in some frenzied138 dream of fear
These friends cold-bloodedly draw near
Mutual destruction to contrive126.
Cannot they amicably139 smile
Ere crimson140 stains their hands defile141,
Depart in peace and friendly live?
But fashionable hatred’s flame
Trembles at artificial shame.
XXVII
The shining pistols are uncased,
The mallet142 loud the ramrod strikes,
Bullets are down the barrels pressed,
For the first time the hammer clicks.
Lo! poured in a thin gray cascade143,
The powder in the pan is laid,
The sharp flint, screwed securely on,
Is cocked once more. Uneasy grown,
Guillot behind a pollard stood;
Aside the foes their mantles144 threw,
Zaretski paces thirty-two
Measured with great exactitude.
At each extreme one takes his stand,
A loaded pistol in his hand.
XXVIII
“Advance!”—
???Indifferent and sedate145,
The foes, as yet not taking aim,
With measured step and even gait
Athwart the snow four paces came —
Four deadly paces do they span;
Oneguine slowly then began
To raise his pistol to his eye,
Though he advanced unceasingly.
And lo! five paces more they pass,
And Lenski, closing his left eye,
Took aim — but as immediately
Oneguine fired — Alas146! alas!
The poet’s hour hath sounded — See!
He drops his pistol silently.
XXIX
He on his bosom147 gently placed
His hand, and fell. His clouded eye
Not agony, but death expressed.
So from the mountain lazily
The avalanche148 of snow first bends,
Then glittering in the sun descends.
The cold sweat bursting from his brow,
To the youth Eugene hurried now —
Gazed on him, called him. Useless care!
He was no more! The youthful bard
For evermore had disappeared.
The storm was hushed. The blossom fair
Was withered149 ere the morning light —
The altar flame was quenched150 in night.
XXX
Tranquil he lay, and strange to view
The peace which on his forehead beamed,
His breast was riddled151 through and through,
The blood gushed152 from the wound and steamed
Ere this but one brief moment beat
That heart with inspiration sweet
And enmity and hope and love —
The blood boiled and the passions strove.
Now, as in a deserted153 house,
All dark and silent hath become;
The inmate154 is for ever dumb,
The windows whitened, shutters155 close —
Whither departed is the host?
God knows! The very trace is lost.
XXXI
’Tis sweet the foe128 to aggravate156
With epigrams impertinent,
Sweet to behold him obstinate157,
His butting158 horns in anger bent159,
The glass unwittingly inspect
And blush to own himself reflect.
Sweeter it is, my friends, if he
Howl like a dolt160: ’tis meant for me!
But sweeter still it is to arrange
For him an honourable161 grave,
At his pale brow a shot to have,
Placed at the customary range;
But home his body to despatch162
Can scarce in sweetness be a match.
XXXII
Well, if your pistol ball by chance
The comrade of your youth should strike,
Who by a haughty163 word or glance
Or any trifle else ye like
You o’er your wine insulted hath —
Or even overcome by wrath
Scornfully challenged you afield —
Tell me, of sentiments concealed164
Which in your spirit dominates,
When motionless your gaze beneath
He lies, upon his forehead death,
And slowly life coagulates —
When deaf and silent he doth lie
Heedless of your despairing cry?
XXXIII
Eugene, his pistol yet in hand
And with remorseful165 anguish filled,
Gazing on Lenski’s corse did stand —
Zaretski shouted: “Why, he’s killed!”—
Killed! at this dreadful exclamation166
Oneguine went with trepidation
And the attendants called in haste.
Most carefully Zaretski placed
Within his sledge the stiffened167 corse,
And hurried home his awful freight.
Conscious of death approximate,
Loud paws the earth each panting horse,
His bit with foam76 besprinkled o’er,
And homeward like an arrow tore.
XXXIV
My friends, the poet ye regret!
When hope’s delightful168 flower but bloomed
In bud of promise incomplete,
The manly169 toga scarce assumed,
He perished. Where his troubled dreams,
And where the admirable streams
Of youthful impulse, reverie,
Tender and elevated, free?
And where tempestuous170 love’s desires,
The thirst of knowledge and of fame,
Horror of sinfulness and shame,
Imagination’s sacred fires,
Ye shadows of a life more high,
Ye dreams of heavenly poesy?
XXXV
Perchance to benefit mankind,
Or but for fame he saw the light;
His lyre, to silence now consigned171,
Resounding172 through all ages might
Have echoed to eternity173.
With worldly honours, it may be,
Fortune the poet had repaid.
It may be that his martyred shade
Carried a truth divine away;
That, for the century designed,
Had perished a creative mind,
And past the threshold of decay,
He ne’er shall hear Time’s eulogy174,
The blessings175 of humanity.
XXXVI
Or, it may be, the bard had passed
A life in common with the rest;
Vanished his youthful years at last,
The fire extinguished in his breast,
In many things had changed his life —
The Muse abandoned, ta’en a wife,
Inhabited the country, clad
In dressing-gown, a cuckold glad:
A life of fact, not fiction, led —
At forty suffered from the gout,
Eaten, drunk, gossiped and grown stout176:
And finally, upon his bed
Had finished life amid his sons,
Doctors and women, sobs177 and groans178.
XXXVII
But, howsoe’er his lot were cast,
Alas! the youthful lover slain179,
Poetical181 enthusiast182,
A friendly hand thy life hath ta’en!
There is a spot the village near
Where dwelt the Muses183’ worshipper,
Two pines have joined their tangled184 roots,
A rivulet185 beneath them shoots
Its waters to the neighbouring vale.
There the tired ploughman loves to lie,
The reaping girls approach and ply186
Within its wave the sounding pail,
And by that shady rivulet
A simple tombstone hath been set.
XXXVIII
There, when the rains of spring we mark
Upon the meadows showering,
The shepherd plaits his shoe of bark,66
Of Volga fishermen doth sing,
And the young damsel from the town,
For summer to the country flown,
Whene’er across the plain at speed
Alone she gallops187 on her steed,
Stops at the tomb in passing by;
The tightened188 leathern rein113 she draws,
Aside she casts her veil of gauze
And reads with rapid eager eye
The simple epitaph — a tear
Doth in her gentle eye appear.
66 In Russia and other northern countries rude shoes are made of the inner bark of the lime tree.
XXXIX
And meditative189 from the spot
She leisurely190 away doth ride,
Spite of herself with Lenski’s lot
Longtime her mind is occupied.
She muses: “What was Olga’s fate?
Longtime was her heart desolate191
Or did her tears soon cease to flow?
And where may be her sister now?
Where is the outlaw192, banned by men,
Of fashionable dames193 the foe,
The misanthrope194 of gloomy brow,
By whom the youthful bard was slain?”—
In time I’ll give ye without fail
A true account and in detail.
XL
But not at present, though sincerely
I on my chosen hero dote;
Though I’ll return to him right early,
Just at this moment I cannot.
Years have inclined me to stern prose,
Years to light rhyme themselves oppose,
And now, I mournfully confess,
In rhyming I show laziness.
As once, to fill the rapid page
My pen no longer finds delight,
Other and colder thoughts affright,
Sterner solicitudes195 engage,
In worldly din4 or solitude196
Upon my visions such intrude197.
XLI
Fresh aspirations198 I have known,
I am acquainted with fresh care,
Hopeless are all the first, I own,
Yet still remains the old despair.
Illusions, dream, where, where your sweetness?
Where youth (the proper rhyme is fleetness)?
And is it true her garland bright
At last is shrunk and withered quite?
And is it true and not a jest,
Not even a poetic180 phrase,
That vanished are my youthful days
(This joking I used to protest),
Never for me to reappear —
That soon I reach my thirtieth year?
XLII
And so my noon hath come! If so,
I must resign myself, in sooth;
Yet let us part in friendship, O
My frivolous199 and jolly youth.
I thank thee for thy joyfulness200,
Love’s tender transports and distress88,
For riot, frolics, mighty201 feeds,
And all that from thy hand proceeds —
I thank thee. In thy company,
With tumult202 or contentment still
Of thy delights I drank my fill,
Enough! with tranquil spirit I
Commence a new career in life
And rest from bygone days of strife203.
XLIII
But pause! Thou calm retreats, farewell,
Where my days in the wilderness204
Of languor205 and of love did tell
And contemplative dreaminess;
And thou, youth’s early inspiration,
Invigorate imagination
And spur my spirit’s torpid206 mood!
Fly frequent to my solitude,
Let not the poet’s spirit freeze,
Grow harsh and cruel, dead and dry,
Eventually petrify207
In the world’s mortal revelries,
Amid the soulless sons of pride
And glittering simpletons beside;
XLIV
Amid sly, pusillanimous208
Spoiled children most degenerate209
And tiresome210 rogues211 ridiculous
And stupid censors212 passionate213;
Amid coquettes who pray to God
And abject214 slaves who kiss the rod;
In haunts of fashion where each day
All with urbanity betray,
Where harsh frivolity215 proclaims
Its cold unfeeling sentences;
Amid the awful emptiness
Of conversation, thought and aims —
In that morass216 where you and I
Wallow, my friends, in company!
End of Canto the Sixth
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189 meditative | |
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n.(在英国)夫人(一种封号),夫人(爵士妻子的称号)( dame的名词复数 );女人 | |
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194 misanthrope | |
n.恨人类的人;厌世者 | |
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195 solicitudes | |
n.关心,挂念,渴望( solicitude的名词复数 ) | |
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196 solitude | |
n. 孤独; 独居,荒僻之地,幽静的地方 | |
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197 intrude | |
vi.闯入;侵入;打扰,侵扰 | |
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198 aspirations | |
强烈的愿望( aspiration的名词复数 ); 志向; 发送气音; 发 h 音 | |
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199 frivolous | |
adj.轻薄的;轻率的 | |
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200 joyfulness | |
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201 mighty | |
adj.强有力的;巨大的 | |
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202 tumult | |
n.喧哗;激动,混乱;吵闹 | |
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203 strife | |
n.争吵,冲突,倾轧,竞争 | |
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204 wilderness | |
n.杳无人烟的一片陆地、水等,荒漠 | |
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205 languor | |
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206 torpid | |
adj.麻痹的,麻木的,迟钝的 | |
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207 petrify | |
vt.使发呆;使…变成化石 | |
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208 pusillanimous | |
adj.懦弱的,胆怯的 | |
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209 degenerate | |
v.退步,堕落;adj.退步的,堕落的;n.堕落者 | |
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210 tiresome | |
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211 rogues | |
n.流氓( rogue的名词复数 );无赖;调皮捣蛋的人;离群的野兽 | |
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212 censors | |
删剪(书籍、电影等中被认为犯忌、违反道德或政治上危险的内容)( censor的第三人称单数 ) | |
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213 passionate | |
adj.热情的,热烈的,激昂的,易动情的,易怒的,性情暴躁的 | |
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214 abject | |
adj.极可怜的,卑屈的 | |
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215 frivolity | |
n.轻松的乐事,兴高采烈;轻浮的举止 | |
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216 morass | |
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