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Alexander Pushkin (1799-1837)

Alexander Pushkin (1799-1837). Wherever we are thrown by our destiny, Wherever after happiness we go, We’ll never change: The whole world Is a strange land, And Kingdom’s Village Is our only home…. Gavriil Derzhavin (1743-1816).

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Alexander Pushkin (1799-1837)

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  1. Alexander Pushkin (1799-1837) Wherever we are thrown by our destiny, Wherever after happiness we go, We’ll never change: The whole world Is a strange land, And Kingdom’s Village Is our only home…

  2. Gavriil Derzhavin (1743-1816) • I am a king – I am a slave – I am a worm – I am a God!

  3. Nikolai Karamzin (1766-1826) • The dead man suffers in this abandoned house: it is poor Lisa…

  4. Vasily Zhukovsky (1783-1852) • With the great idea that I am a man my spirit rises above.

  5. Nikolai Gumilev (1886-1921) • The fat Negro sat on the Persian tapisIn the untidy scantily lit hall. Like an idol in bangles, seal-rings and ear-rings, Only eyes marvelously glowed.

  6. Anna Akhmatova (1889-1966) • My first memoirs are from Tsarskoye Selo: the green magnificence of the parks, the pasture, where the nurse guided me, the old railway station and something another which was inscribed in the «Ode to Tsarskoye Selo».

  7. Sergey Esenin (1895-1925) • All my lyrics live with the great love, the love to the Motherland, and this is the main stream in my poems.

  8. Aleksey Peshkov (Maxim the Bitter) (1868-1936) • You know, in the life there is always a place for the feat, and the people who can’t find it for themselves are just the cowards or the idlers because, if everyone would understood their life, everyone would want to leave the scent in the history…

  9. Thank you for your attention!

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