by Ivan Savvich Nikitin (1824 - 1861)
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Language: Russian (Русский)
Net, ty figljar, a ne pevec, Kogda za ličnye stradan'ja Ždëš' ot tolpy rukopleskan'ja, Kak milostyni ždët slepec; Kogda ličinoj skorbi ložnoj Ty privlekaeš' čuždyj vzgljad S besstydstvom ženščiny ničtožnoj, Dostavšej plat'e naprokat. Net, ty prezrenija dostoin Za to, čto derzostnyj porok Ty ne kaznil kak česti voin, Glašataj pravdy i prorok! Ty prenebrëg svoj put' svobodnyj, K dobru ljuboviju sogret, Ne tak by plakal vsenarodno Ot skorbi istinnyj poėt! Ty pozabyl, čto uvjadaet Naš um v bezdejstvii pustom, Čto istina v naš vek stradaet, Porok uvenčan toržestvom; Čto my, kak deti, ne razvili V sebe vozvyšennych idej I čto pozorom zaklejmili Sebja, kak graždan i ljudej, Čto net v nas sil dlja vozrožden'ja, Čto my besčuvstvenno vlačim Okovy zla i unižen'ja I razorvat' ich ne chotim… Ob ėtom plač' v tiši glubokoj, Togda narod tebja pojmët I, možet byt', k mečte vysokoj Ego ukor tvoj privedët.
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- by Ivan Savvich Nikitin (1824 - 1861), "Поэту", written 1850 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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