Ah, dear Alexander Sergeevich!Did your pen write something more perfect than the living and eternal novel "Eugene Onegin"? Didn't you put most of yourself, your frantic inspiration, all your poetic passion into it?
But have you not misunderstood, oh, immortal classic,saying that Onegin has nothing to do with you? Are not his character traits peculiar to you? Is it not your "blues" on it, is not your disappointment? Do not your "black epigrams" he cherishes his enemies?
And Lensky! Right, how he looks like you, in love, young! On you - the other, on that of you, which you did not dare to openly reveal to the world clearly ...
Lensky and Onegin ... The comparative description of both of them is yours, about the immortal Alexander Sergeevich, a motley and vivid portrait on the wall of poetry. Would you agree with the thought of such audacity?
However, be that as it may, in view of your silence, allow each fan of your genius to draw his own conclusions, letting his own imagination fly.
We will compare and compare two bright heroes."Eugene Onegin", barely touching the edges of your personality directly. In order to avoid obsessive parallels between you, sir, and the characters of your poem, we will make every effort to make a dry statement of their bright characteristics.
Characteristics of Onegin and Lensky
Alas, all the actions he performs on himself withthe purpose of being attractive is merely a tribute to the secular habit. He has long cooled to the opposite sex, disappointed in love. He does not want to like women at all. Not! Love has long been replaced by the “art of seduction,” which, however, brings no satisfaction.
Secular receptions have long lost all taste for him.At the balls he is often, but by inertia, from boredom and nothing else to do. The social circle is boring to him. Everything is sick, tired! But, without knowing any other life, he continues to drag out his usual way of life. No friends, no love, no interest in life.
The way of thinking, the perception of Onegin is allexpose you, Alexander Sergeevich, to the ruthless "Russian distemper", or depression. Immeasurable inner emptiness, lack of dreams, boredom, recklessness. However, the liveliness of a cold, sober mind, lack of cynicism, nobility.
You underscore his prose with the inability of “to distinguish trochets from iambus”, and his preference for Scott Smith, with his political and economic books, only confirms the presence of non-poetic exact thinking.
What a thing Lensky!
What evil muse visited you, Alexander Sergeevich, when did you take your so different heroes together in friendship? Could the relationship of Lensky and Onegin not lead to tragedy? Your Lensky ...
Beautiful, but beautiful differently than Onegin. You give it the natural beauty of facial features, long, dark, curly hair. Inspired by the poet and a lively, ardent heart, open to the world.
Vladimir Lensky is sensitive to the perception of nature and the universe as a whole. In everything “suspecting miracles”, he in his own way understands and feels the world. The idealist, the right word!
Eighteen year old dreamer in love with lifeSacredly believes in the existence of his second half, which awaits him and languishes. In the faithful, faithful friendship and the “sacred family,” as you, the esteemed Alexander Sergeevich, you were called to call the Holy Trinity.
Onegin and Lensky. Table
With your own pen describing the relationship between Onegin and Lensky, you compare them with the union of water and stone, flame and ice, poetry and prose. How different they are!
Hero traits | Onegin | Lensky |
worldview | nihilism | idealism |
mentality | practical, accurate | poetic, philosophical |
judgments | superficial, sober, sharp | Search deep sense in all space |
life views | skepticism | mysticism, romanticism |
sociability | misanthropy, privacy | openness, ease |
attitude to the ladies | disappointment, neglect, avoidance of deep feelings | bright, chaste ideal, the dream of a family idyll |
Lensky and Onegin. Comparative characteristics
You wish, ruler of the muses, to play with thesetwo beautiful young men in a sad game, to this day prompting the reader to sprinkle with tears the pages of your great novel. You make them friends, at first “from nothing to do,” and after closer. And then hardheartedly ...
No, better in order.So, they converge: Lensky and Onegin. Comparative characteristics of these two, so characteristic of your, Alexander Sergeevich, time of heroes, can be complete only when describing their friendship.
So, contradictions are found, according toEnglish proverb. At first, they are boring to each other because of the dissimilarity of judgments. But after a while this difference turns into a magnet attracting opposites. Each thesis becomes the cause of lively debates and discussions between friends, each dispute turns into a subject of deep thought. Perhaps none of them took the position of a comrade, but they maintained their interest and respect for the flow of someone else’s thoughts. Listening to Lensky, Onegin does not interrupt his youthful naive judgments, poems and ancient legends. Being a disappointed realist, he is in no hurry to reproach Vladimir for idealizing people and the world.
Similarity of heroes
Daily joint horseback riding, dinnersfireplace, wine and conversation bring young people together. And at the same time, over time, the similarities of Onegin and Lensky are revealed. By endowing them with such striking features, you, master of the pen, tear them out of the usual circle of rural intercourse, with boring conversations about the kennel, your own relatives, and other nonsense. The education of the main characters, which is one of the few features common to both of them, makes them yawn in the circle of the rural nobility.
Two destinies, two love
Onegin is five or six years older than Lensky.This conclusion can be made on the basis of the precious Alexander Sergeevich you mentioned, twenty-six years old at the end of his novel ... When, kneeling, he wept for love at her feet ... at Tatyana's feet ... But, no. All in order.
In parallel with this discordant love, you developVladimir Lensky’s feelings for Tatyana’s sister, Olga. Oh, how these two love are not alike, like Lensky and Onegin themselves. A comparative description of these two senses would be superfluous. The love of Olga and Vladimir is full of chaste passion, poetry, young inspiration. Naive Lensky, sincerely wishing happiness to a friend, tries to push him into Tatiana's arms, inviting him to her name day. Knowing Onegin's dislike for noisy receptions, he promises him a close family circle, without any extra guests.
Revenge, Honor and Duel
Oh, how much force does Eugene apply to concealof his mad indignation, when, agreeing, he falls on a provincial ball with many guests, instead of the promised family dinner. But more than that, he is outraged by Tatiana’s dismay when he sits in the place prepared for him in advance ... opposite her. Lensky knew! All set up!
Onegin, right, did not want what your prepared,Alexander Sergeevich, the inexorable pen, when he avenged Lensky for his deception! When he took his beloved Olga into his arms in a dance, when he whispered liberties in his ear, he depicted a tender look. Cynically and short-sightedly appealing to the jealousy and contempt of the young poet, he obediently followed the fate you had ordained for both of them. Duel!
In the morning at the mill ...
Both have already moved away from silly insults.Both had difficulty finding a duel. But no one stopped. Pride is to blame: no one intended to be considered a coward, refusing to fight. The result is known. The young poet was defeated by a friend's bullet two weeks before his own wedding. Onegin, unable to indulge in the memories and regrets about the death of the only person close to him, leaves the country ...
Upon his return, he will love the matured andblossomed Tatiana, only now the princess. Kneeling in front of her, will kiss her hand, beg for love. But no, it is too late: “Now I’m given to another and I will be forever faithful to him,” she says, weeping bitterly. Onegin will remain all alone, face to face with memories of love and a friend killed by his own hand.