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.. MEANS OF LITERARY HEROES' CHARACTERISTICS IN THE NOVEL "TENDER IS THE NIGHT" BY F. SCOTT FITZGERALD A. Izotova ABSTRACT: The paper deals with different linguistic devices and means of literary heroes' characteristics in the novel "Tender is the Night" by F. Scott Fitzgerald. These means are considered in terms of their effect and frequency of usage in contexts. Presented analysis proves that the most widely employed devices are metaphorical comparison, the use of allusions and play upon idioms. On the one hand, these linguistic means reflect characters' appearance, and on the other, help to reveal emotional state of heroes. Keywords: metaphorical comparison; allusion; idiom; literary character : ; ; ; . л Ё ("Tender is the Night") , . . . 'You'll be all right - everybody here believes in you. is so proud of you that he'll probably --' 'I hate Doctor Gregory.' 'Well, you shouldn't.' Nicole's world had fallen to pieces, but it was only created world; beneath it her emotions and instincts hour ago she had waited by the entrance, wearing her her belt? Why, Doctor Gregory

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, ) "wearing her hope like a corsage at her belt" ( ). Into the dark, smoky restaurant, smelling of the rich raw foods on the buffet, slid Nicole's sky-blue suit like a stray segment of the weather outside. Seeing from their eyes how beautiful she was, she thanked them with a smile of radiant appreciation. - . , . They went in and he closed the door, and Rosemary stood close to him, not touching him. The night had drawn the colour from her face - she was pale as pale now, she was a white carnation left after a dance. , , , ("She was a white carnation left after a dance"). They were lunching in the Norths' already dismantled apartment high above the green mass of leaves. The day seemed different to Rosemary from the day before. When she saw him face to face their eyes met and brushed like birds' wings. After that everything was all right, everything was wonderful, she knew that he was beginning to fall in love with her. She felt wildly happy, felt the warm sap of emotion being pumped through her body. A cool, clear confidence deepened and sang in her. She scarcely looked at Dick but she knew everything was all right. , ("Their eyes met and brushed like birds' wings"). They stopped thinking with an almost painful relief, stopped seeing only breathed and sought each other. They were both in the grey gentle of a mild hangover of fatigue, when the nerves relax in bunches like strings and crackle suddenly like wicker chairs. Nerves so raw and must surely join other nerves, lips to lips, breast to breast. ; they world piano tender

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Nicole relaxed and felt new and happy; her thoughts were, clear as good bells -- she had a sense of being cured and in a new way. Her ego began blooming like a great rich rose as she scrambled back along the labyrinths in which she had wandered for years. She hated the beach, resented the places where she had played planet to Dick's sun. ("Her ego began blooming like a great rich rose"), . , - . . : He was enough older than Nicole to take pleasure in her youthful vanities and delights, the way she paused fractionally in front of the hall mirror on leaving the restaurant, so that the incorruptible quicksilver could give her back to herself. He delighted in her stretching out her hands to new octaves now that she found herself beautiful and rich. He tried honestly to divorce her from any obsessions that he had stitched her together - glad to see her build up happiness and confidence apart from him; the difficulty was that, eventually, Nicole brought everything to his feet, gifts of sacrificial ambrosia, of worshipping myrtle. . , , , . "ambrosia" (; ) "myrtle" () "gifts of sacrificial ambrosia, of worshipping myrtle" ( ), . It was a windy four-o'clock night, with the leaves on the Champs-Ґlysщes singing and failing, thin and wild. Dick turned down the Rue de Rivoli, walking two squares under the arcades to his bank, where there was mail. Then he took a taxi and started up the Champs-Ґlysщes through the first patter of rain, sitting alone with his love. Back at two o'clock in the Roi George corridor the beauty of Nicole had been to the beauty of Rosemary as the beauty of Leonardo's girl was to that of the girl of an illustrator. Dick moved on through the rain, demoniac and frightened, the passions of many men inside him and nothing simple that he could see. .
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; , , . , , , . The Divers flocked from the train into the early-gathered twilight of the valley. The village people watched the debarkation with an awe akin to that which followed the Italian pilgrimages of Lord Byron a century before. Their hostess was the Gontessa di Minghetti, lately Mary North. The journey that had begun in a room over the shop of a paper-hanger in Newark had ended in an extraordinary marriage. . нн "the Italian pilgrimages of Lord Byron a century before") ( - , 1816 ). . : Dick got up to Zurich on fewer Achilles' heels than would be required to equip a centipede, but with plenty - the illusions of eternal strength and health, and of the essential goodness of people - they were the illusions of a nation, the lies of generations of frontier mothers who had to croon falsely that there were no wolves outside the cabin door. "Achilles' heel" ( ; , ), "fewer". , "heel" , , ( ), , , , . The Englishman suddenly borrowed his magazines with a little small change of conversation, and Dick, glad to see them go, thought of the voyage ahead of him. Wolf-like under his sheep's clothing of long-staple Australian wool, he considered the world of pleasure - the incorruptible Mediterranean with sweet old dirt caked in the olive trees, the peasant girl near Savona with
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a face as green and rose as the colour of an illuminated missal. He would take her in his hands and snatch her across the border... "a wolf in sheep's clothing" ( ) : "wolf-like", "clothing" "wool" "longstaple Australian wool" ( ). , , , , . Baby had said: 'We must think it over carefully -' and the unsaid lines back of that: 'We own you, and you'll admit it sooner or later. It is absurd to keep up the pretence of independence.' It had been years since Dick had bottled up malice against a creature since freshman year at New Haven, when he had come upon a popular essay about 'mental hygiene'. Now he lost his temper at Baby and simultaneously tried to coop it up within him, resenting her cold rich insolence. , , - "her cold rich insolence", . , . , , , .

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