In simple hearts the feeling for the beauty and grandeur of nature is a hundred-fold stronger and more vivid than in us, ecstatic composers of narrat… - Mikhail Lermontov

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In simple hearts the feeling for the beauty and grandeur of nature is a hundred-fold stronger and more vivid than in us, ecstatic composers of narratives in words and on paper.

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About Mikhail Lermontov

Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov (October 15, 1814 – July 27, 1841) was a Russian Romantic writer, poet and painter, sometimes called "the poet of the Caucasus", the most important Russian poet after Alexander Pushkin's death in 1837 and the greatest figure in Russian Romanticism. His influence on later Russian literature is still felt in modern times, not only through his poetry, but also through his prose, which founded the tradition of the Russian psychological novel.

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Pen Names: —въ Ламвер Гр. Диарбекир Lerma
Native Name: Михаилъ Юрьевичъ Лермонтовъ Михаил Юрьевич Лермонтов
Alternative Names: Michail Jur'evič Lermontov Mikhail I︠U︡rʹevich Lermontov Михаи́л Ю́рьевич Ле́рмонтов Mikhail Yur'yevich Lermontov Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Mikhail Yurievich Lermontov

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The chain of young life is broken, The journey is ended, the hour has struck, it is time to leave, Time to go where there is no future, No past, no eternity, no years; Where there are no expectations, no passions, No bitter tears, no fame, no honour; Where memory sleeps deeply And the heart in its narrow coffin home Does not feel the worm gnawing it.

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Farewell, unwashed Russia, Land of slaves, land of masters, And you, blue uniforms, And you, people, devoted to them. Perhaps beyond the wall of the Caucasus, I will hide from your pashas, From their all-seeing eye, From their all-hearing ears.

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