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So meanwhile, friends, enjoy your blessing: This fragile life that hurries so! Its worthlessness needs no professing, And I'm not loathe to let it go… - Alexander Pushkin
" "So meanwhile, friends, enjoy your blessing:
This fragile life that hurries so!
Its worthlessness needs no professing,
And I'm not loathe to let it go;
I've closed my eyes to phantoms gleaming,
Yet distant hopes within me dreaming
Still stir my heart at times to flight:
I'd grieve to quit this world's dim light
And leave no trace, however slender.
I live, I write - not seeking fame;
And yet, I think, I'd wish to claim
For my sad lot its share of splendour — At least one note to linger long,
Recalling, like some friend, my song.
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About Alexander Pushkin
Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin (Russian: Алекса́ндр Серге́евич Пу́шкин) (6 June (26 May, O.S.) 1799 – 10 February (29 January, O.S.) 1837) was a Russian poet, playwright, and novelist of the Romantic era. He is considered by many to be the greatest Russian poet and the founder of modern Russian literature.
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Also Known As
Pen Names:
Александр НКШП
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Иван Петрович Белкин
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Феофилакт Косичкин
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P., Ст. Арз. (Старый Арзамасец)
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А. Б.
Native Name:
Александр Сергеевич Пушкин
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Александръ Сергѣевичъ Пушкинъ
Alternative Names:
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin
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Aleksandr Pushkin
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Aleksandr Serge'evich Pushkin
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Pushkin
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Pouchkine Aleksandr Sergueevitch
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Additional quotes by Alexander Pushkin
Whoever you be, O my reader-
friend, foe- I wish with you
to part at present as a pal.
Farewell. Whatever you in my wake
sought in these careless strophes-
tumultuous recollections,
relief from labors,
live pictures or bons mots,
or faults of grammar-
God grant that you,
in this book,
for recreation, for the daydream,
for the heart, for jousts in journals,
may find at least a crumb.
Upon which, let us part, farewell!
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