We live without power of law, like flocks of ravens they come and sweep over the land. - Alexander Pushkin

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We live without power of law, like flocks of ravens
they come and sweep over the land.

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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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Native Name: Александр Сергеевич Пушкин Александръ Сергѣевичъ Пушкинъ
Alternative Names: Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin Aleksandr Pushkin Aleksandr Serge'evich Pushkin Pushkin Pouchkine Aleksandr Sergueevitch
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How sad, however, if we're given
Our youth as something to betray,
And what if youth in turn is driven
To cheat on us, each hour, each day,
If our most precious aspirations,
Our freshest dreams, imaginations
In fast succession have decayed,
As leaves, in putrid autumn, fade.
It is too much to see before one
Nothing but dinners in a row,
Behind the seemly crowd to go,
Regarding life as mere decorum,
Having no common views to share,
Nor passions that one might declare.

"قال بوشكين فى قصيدته "إلى شادَييف"ـ

ومادامت شعلة الحرية تحيا فينا،
وما دمنا قد سرنا وراء صوت الشرف.
فلنمنح روسيا ،يا رفاق،
أرواحنا كاملة بلا نقصان.

أيها الصديق المخلص:

السماء الساهرة تبشر بفجر المعجزة
لسوف تنهض روسيا من نومها الطويل،
وفيما تحطم الطغيان،نافدة الصبر،
ستحفر اسماءنا على أنقاضه!ـ"

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Пора, мой друг, пора! покоя сердце просит — Летят за днями дни, и каждый час уносит
Частичку бытия, а мы с тобой вдвоем
Предполагаем жить... И глядь — как раз — умрем.
На свете счастья нет, но есть покой и воля.
Давно завидная мечтается мне доля — Давно, усталый раб, замыслил я побег
В обитель дальную трудов и чистых нег.

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