Ïîèñê ïî êàòàëîãó ïå÷àòíûõ èçäàíèé

Àííîòàöèÿ: Ãåðîèíÿ êíèãè Ôðàí÷åñêà, ìàòü äâîèõ äåòåé, æèâ¸ò îáû÷íîé æèçíüþ ñî ñâîèìè óñòîÿìè è ïðèâû÷êàìè, çàáûâ î äåòñêèõ ìå÷òàõ è ñìèðèâøèñü ñ ðîëüþ æåíû ôåðìåðà. Íî â å¸ æèçíü íåîæèäàííî âðûâàåòñÿ óðàãàí - ôîòîãðàô ïî èìåíè Ðîáåðò Êèíêåéä. Îòíîøåíèÿ ñ íèì ïðîÿâëÿþò âñå å¸ òàéíûå æåëàíèÿ: áûòü ïðèâëåêàòåëüíîé, ãîâîðèòü îá èñêóññòâå è ëèòåðàòóðå, íîñèòü ñåðüãè, èíîãäà âûïèòü âå÷åðîì íåìíîãî áðåíäè íà êóõíå, ÷óâñòâîâàòü ñåáÿ ëþáèìîé è íóæíîé— È ÷òî æå äåëàòü â ýòîé ñèòóàöèè? Îñòàòüñÿ âåðíîé ñâîåé ñåìüå è ñïîêîéíîé ðàçìåðåííîé æèçíè èëè óáåæàòü ñ ýòèì "ïîñëåäíèì êîâáîåì"? "Ìîñòû îêðóãà Ìýäèñîí" - î÷åíü ðîìàíòè÷íàÿ êíèãà. Îíà îêóí¸ò âàñ â ìèð, ïîëíûé ïåðåæèâàíèé è ÷óâñòâ ãëàâíûõ ãåðîåâ, à çàîäíî è çàñòàâèò ïîðàçìûñëèòü íàä òåì, êàê ïîñòóïèëè áû âû.

Àííîòàöèÿ:  àíòîëîãèè ïðåäñòàâëåíû ëó÷øèå îáðàçöû àíãëèéñêîé ïîýçèè, íà÷èíàÿ ñ íàðîäíûõ áàëëàä è  äî êîíöà XIX ñòîëåòèÿ. Òåêñòû ñòèõîòâîðíûõ ïåðåâîäîâ âûïîëíåíû èçâåñòíûìè ðóññêèìè è ñîâåòñêèìè ïîýòàìè-ïåðåâîä÷èêàìè (Æóêîâñêèì, Ãíåäè÷åì,Ëåðìîíòîâûì, Òþò÷åâûì, Áëîêîì, Áàëüìîíòîì, Ïàñòåðíàêîì, Ìàðøàêîì, Ëåâèêîì è äð.). Ïîñëåñëîâèå ê ñáîðíèêó àêàäåìèêà Ì.Ï. Àëåêñååâà ïîçíàêîìèò ÷èòàòåëÿ ñ òåì, êàê ðàçâèâàëîñü èñêóññòâî ðóññêîãî ñòèõîòâîðíîãî ïåðåâîäà, êàê âîñïðèíèìàëàñü â íàøåé ñòðàíå àíãëèéñêàÿ ïîýçèÿ. Êíèãà ñîäåðæèò òàêæå ñïðàâêè îá àâòîðàõ è êîììåíòàðèè ê òåêñòó. Èçäàíèå ïðåäíàçíà÷àåòñÿ äëÿ øèðîêîãî êðóãà ëþáèòåëåé ðóññêîé è çàðóáåæíîé ïîýçèè

Àííîòàöèÿ: Ëó÷øèå îáðàçöû ñòèõîòâîðíûõ ïðîèçâåäåíèé Àíãëèè è ÑØÀ ñ áèîãðàôè÷åñêèìè ñïðàâêàìè è êîììåíòàðèÿìè.Èçäàíèå çàòðàãèâàåò òâîð÷åñòâî 176-òè àâòîðîâ è âêëþ÷àåò â ñåáÿ íåàäàïòèðîâàííûå ñòàðèííûå àíãëèéñêèå áàëëàäû, ïðèíàäëåæàùèå ê óñòíîé ôîëüêëîðíîé òðàäèöèè, ìíîæåñòâî ñîíåò, ãóìàíèñòè÷åñêóþ ëèðèêó ýïîõè Âîçðîæäåíèÿ, ðåâîëþöèîííûé ïàôîñ ðîìàíòèêîâ, ìåëàíõîëè÷åñêèå íåãðèòÿíñêèå áëþçû è ìíîãèå äðóãèå ïðîèçâåäåíèÿ, âïëîòü äî XX âåêà.

Àííîòàöèÿ: Ïðåäëàãàåìàÿ âíèìàíèþ ÷èòàòåëÿ Àíòîëîãèÿ àíãëèéñêîé è àìåðèêàíñêîé ïîýçèè ÿâëÿåòñÿ íàèáîëåå ïîëíûì è ïðåäñòàâèòåëüíûì ñîáðàíèåì ñòèõîòâîðåíèé, íàðîäíûõ áàëëàä è ôðàãìåíòîâ èç ïîýì íà àíãëèéñêîì ÿçûêå. Àíòîëîãèÿ ñîäåðæèò 475 ïðîèçâåäåíèé, ïðèíàäëåæàùèõ ïåðó 169 ïîýòîâ. Âñå ïðîèçâåäåíèÿ ðàñïîëîæåíû â õðîíîëîãè÷åñêîì ïîðÿäêå. Êíèãà àäðåñîâàíà ÷èòàòåëþ, âëàäåþùåìó àíãëèéñêèì ÿçûêîì, à òàêæå çíàêîìîìó ñ èñòîðèåé àíãëèéñêîé è àìåðèêàíñêîé ëèòåðàòóðû, ò.å., â ïåðâóþ î÷åðåäü, ñòóäåíòàì ñòàðøèõ êóðñîâ, àñïèðàíòàì è ïðåïîäàâàòåëÿì âûñøèõ ó÷åáíûõ çàâåäåíèé ãóìàíèòàðíîãî ïðîôèëÿ.

Àííîòàöèÿ: Only little old ladies with blue permed hair need be wary of Waller's second foray into fiction: this time around, his saccharine tale of middle-aged lovers gets to sex scenes right away. When Michael Tillman, an Iowa economics professor with a rebel streak, first lays eyes on his colleague's wife, Jellie Branden, he immediately wonders "how it would feel to grab a big handful of her hair and bend her over the dean's kitchen table." A few pages later--still in the first chapter--he is fantasizing about stripping Jellie naked and flying to the Seychelles. Though it takes a while to consummate their passion, Jellie is an iconoclast too: like Mike, she smokes and wears jeans to faculty parties, and she is pretty good in the sex fantasy department herself. But Jellie has a Dark Secret (no surprise to the reader when it is revealed) and Michael must go tearing off to India to try to locate her when she runs away from Cedar Bend. Waller's attempt at academic satire is a dud, but he renders the Indian settings quite effectively. An encounter with a tiger is just the sort of sentimental flourish that fans of The Bridges of Madison County will get teary-eyed over; and there's even a coy reference to Robert Kincaid to evoke the earlier novel. To the main question--will this book please Waller's fans?--the answer is a resounding Yes

Àííîòàöèÿ: If you've ever experienced the one true love of your life, a love that for some reason could never be, you will understand why readers all over the world were so moved by this small, unknown first novel that they made it a publishing phenomenon and #1 bestseller. The story of Robert Kincaid, the photographer and free spirit searching for the covered bridges of Madison County, and Francesca Johnson, the farm wife waiting for the fulfillment of a girlhood dream, THE BRIDGES OF MADISON COUNTY gives voice to the longings of men and women everywhere-and shows us what it is to love and be loved so intensely that life is never the same again.

Àííîòàöèÿ: Ýòà êíèãà - êðóïíåéøèé ëèòåðàòóðíûé ôåíîìåí Àìåðèêè, êîòîðûé íàõîäèëñÿ â ñïèñêå áåñòñåëëåðîâ êðóïíåéøèõ ãàçåò ñòðàíû áîëåå 90 íåäåëü, ïî ïðàâó ñòàë áåçîãîâîðî÷íûì ïîáåäèòåëåì ïðåìèè ÝÁÁÈ. Òîëüêî â ÑØÀ ïåðâûé òèðàæ ðîìàíà òîãäà íèêîìó íå èçâåñòíîãî àâòîðà, ïðîôåññîðà èç Àéîâû, ñîñòàâèë ñåìü ìèëëèîíîâ ýêçåìïëÿðîâ. "Ìîñòû îêðóãà Ìýäèñîí" - ýòî ðîìàí, êîòîðûé ïèøóò òîëüêî ðàç â æèçíè, ðîìàí î ëþáâè è ïîòåðå.