Russian literatureKropotkin, Petr Alekseevich, kniaz
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Russian literature
Kropotkin, Petr Alekseevich, kniaz
Russian literature -- 19th century -- History and criticism
“My people did not let me have even a wish,” Goncharóff wrote in his
short autobiography, from which we discovered the close connection
between the author and his hero: “all had been foreseen and attended
to long since. The old servants, with my nurse at their head, looked
into my eyes to guess my wishes, trying to remember what I liked best
when I was with them, where my writing table ought to be put, which
chair I preferred to the others, how to make my bed. The cook tried to
remember which dishes I had liked in my childhood--and all could not
admire me enough.”
Such was Oblómoff’s youth, and such was to a very great extent
Goncharóff’s youth and character as well.
The novel begins with Oblómoff’s morning in his lodgings at St.
Petersburg. It is late, but he is still in bed; several times already
he has tried to get up, several times his foot was in the slipper;
but, after a moment’s reflection, he has returned under his blankets.
His trusty Zakhár--his old faithful servant who formerly had carried
him as a baby in his arms--is by his side, and brings him his glass
of tea. Visitors come in; they try to induce Oblómoff to go out, to
take a drive to the yearly First of May promenade; but--“What for?” he
asks. “For what should I take all this trouble, and do all this moving
about?” And he remains in bed.
His only trouble is that the landlord wants him to leave the lodgings
which he occupies. The rooms are dull, dusty--Zakhár is no great
admirer of cleanliness; but to change lodgings is such a calamity for
Oblómoff that he tries to avoid it by all possible means, or at least
to postpone it.
Oblómoff is very well educated, well-bred, he has a refined taste, and
in matters of art he is a fine judge. Everything that is vulgar is
repulsive to him. He never will commit any dishonest act; he cannot. He
also shares the highest and noblest aspirations of his contemporaries.
Like many others, he is ashamed of being a serf-owner, and he has
in his head a certain scheme which he is going to put some day into
writing--a scheme which, if it is only carried out, will surely improve
the condition of his peasants and eventually free them.
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