Tis time, my friend, ‘tis time! For rest the heart is aching; Days follow days in flight, and every day is takingFragments of being, while together you and IMake plans to live.
Russian poet, playwright, and novelist (1799–1837)
He turned Russian into a literary language. Before Pushkin, serious writing meant French; after him, Russian carried poetry, novels, and the whole weight of a national voice.
Born in Moscow in 1799 to minor nobility—his maternal great-grandfather was Abram Petrovich Gannibal, an African-born general kidnapped by Ottomans, freed by Peter the Great, and raised as his godson. Pushkin published his first poem at fifteen and graduated from the Tsarskoye Selo Lyceum already known to the literary establishment. His "Ode to Liberty" earned him exile under Emperor Alexander I; under surveillance and unable to publish, he wrote the play Boris Godunov. Between 1825 and 1832 he serialized Eugene Onegin, the novel in verse that became his grand opus. He died in 1837 from wounds…
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Tis time, my friend, ‘tis time! For rest the heart is aching; Days follow days in flight, and every day is takingFragments of being, while together you and IMake plans to live.
And thus He mused: "From here, indeedShall we strike terror in the Swede?
God grant you, friends, a helping hand—In cares of state and private plights, In rowdy feasts of friendship's band, In passion's sweet and secret rites!
There yet remains but one concluding tale, And then this chronicle of mine is ended—Fulfilled, the duty God ordained to me, A sinner.
A man who's active and incisivecan yet keep nail-care much in mind:why fight what's known to be decisive?custom is despot of mankind.
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