Meanwhile spring came on, beautiful and kindly, without the

delays and treacheries of spring,--one of those rare springs in

which plants, beasts, and man rejoice alike. This lovely spring

roused Levin still more, and strengthened him in his resolution

of renouncing all his past and building up his lonely life firmly

and independently. Though many of the plans with which he had

returned to the country had not been carried out, still his most

important resolution--that of purity--had been kept by him. He

was free from that shame, which had usually harassed him after a

fall; and he could look everyone straight in the face. In

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February he had received a letter from Marya Nikolaevna telling

him that his brother Nikolay's health was getting worse, but that

he would not take advice, and in consequence of this letter Levin

went to Moscow to his brother's and succeeded in persuading him

to see a doctor and to go to a watering-place abroad. He

succeeded so well in persuading his brother, and in lending him

money for the journey without irritating him, that he was

satisfied with himself in that matter. In addition to his

farming, which called for special attention in spring, and in

addition to reading, Levin had begun that winter a work on

agriculture, the plan of which turned on taking into account the

character of the laborer on the land as one of the unalterable

data of the question, like the climate and the soil, and

consequently deducing all the principles of scientific culture,

not simply from the data of soil and climate, but from the data

of soil, climate, and a certain unalterable character of the

laborer. Thus, in spite of his solitude, or in consequence of

his solitude, his life was exceedingly full. Only rarely he

suffered from an unsatisfied desire to communicate his stray

ideas to someone besides Agafea Mihalovna. With her indeed he

not infrequently fell into discussion upon physics, the theory of

agriculture, and especially philosophy; philosophy was Agafea

Mihalovna's favorite subject.

Spring was slow in unfolding. For the last few weeks it had been

steadily fine frosty weather. In the daytime it thawed in the

sun, but at night there were even seven degrees of frost. There

was such a frozen surface on the snow that they drove the wagons

anywhere off the roads. Easter came in the snow. Then all of a

sudden, on Easter Monday, a warm wind sprang up, storm clouds

swooped down, and for three days and three nights the warm,

driving rain fell in streams. On Thursday the wind dropped, and

a thick gray fog brooded over the land as though hiding the

mysteries of the transformations that were being wrought in

nature. Behind the fog there was the flowing of water, the

cracking and floating of ice, the swift rush of turbid, foaming

torrents; and on the following Monday, in the evening, the fog

parted, the storm clouds split up into little curling crests of

cloud, the sky cleared, and the real spring had come. In the

morning the sun rose brilliant and quickly wore away the thin

layer of ice that covered the water, and all the warm air was

quivering with the steam that rose up from the quickened earth.

The old grass looked greener, and the young grass thrust up its

tiny blades; the buds of the guelder-rose and of the currant and

the sticky birch-buds were swollen with sap, and an exploring bee

was humming about the golden blossoms that studded the willow.

Larks trilled unseen above the velvety green fields and the

ice-covered stubble-land; peewits wailed over the low lands and

marshes flooded by the pools; cranes and wild geese flew high

across the sky uttering their spring calls. The cattle, bald in

patches where the new hair had not grown yet, lowed in the

pastures; the bowlegged lambs frisked round their bleating

mothers. Nimble children ran about the drying paths, covered

with the prints of bare feet. There was a merry chatter of

peasant women over their linen at the pond, and the ring of axes

in the yard, where the peasants were repairing ploughs and

harrows. The real spring had come.




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