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Go to the seaside Pushkin

Goodbye, free and unrestrained sea!

This is the last time you appear in front of my eyes,

Rolling blue waves,

Shining with beautiful light.

Like a friend's melancholy complaint,

As if this were his farewell call,

I'm listening for the last time.

Your sad voice, your calling voice.

You are the desire in my heart!

I often walk along your coast,

A person wandering quietly and blankly,

Also because of the secret desire and distress!

How much I like your reply,

Love your melancholy voice, your deep voice,

The silence at dusk,

And that capricious passion!

The docile sails of fishermen,

Under your intentional protection,

Flying bravely between the waves;

But when you lose control,

Large groups of ships will perish.

I want to leave forever.

Your lonely and still coast,

Congratulations with a feeling of revelry,

Let my poems follow your waves, towards the distant,

But I didn't get what I wanted!

You wait, you call … and I am bound;

My inner struggle is completely futile;

I was fascinated by a strong passion,

Let me be on your shore ...

What's so pathetic? Where is it now?

Is it the carefree path I want to run to?

In your desert, there is something.

It once shook my heart.

This is a steep rock, a glorious tomb. ...

There, immersed in a cold sleep,

Are some magnificent memories;

Napoleon died there.

There, he was buried in suffering.

After him, like the sound of a storm,

Another genius flew away from us,

He is another king in our mind.

The singer who cried for the god of freedom disappeared,

He left his laurel in the world.

Let's have a chaotic weather, let's stir it up;

Oh, the sea, is he once in song for you.

Your image is reflected in him,

He used your spirit to shape growth:

Just like you, he is dignified, deep and deep.

Like you, nothing can make him give in.

The world is empty, the ocean,

You want it now. Where should I take it?

People's fate is the same everywhere:

Where there is happiness, there are people who protect it;

Maybe an enlightened saint, maybe a tyrannical king.

Oh, goodbye, sea!

I'll never forget your serious face,

I will be for a long time.

Listen to your rumbling at dusk.

My heart is full of you,

I'm going to take your cliff, your bay,

Your flash, your shadow, and the whispering waves,

Into the forest, into the silent desert.

To the Sea is a famous work written by the famous Russian poet Pushkin (1799- 1837) in 1824. 1842 In the summer, the poet clashed with Governor Odessa and was escorted to the village of Mikhailovsk by the gendarmerie, where he was detained for two years. Pushkin loved and pursued freedom all his life. During her stay in Odessa, she was with the sea day and night, beating the same pulse in the sea, and regarded the rushing sea as the embodiment of freedom and formed an indissoluble bond with it. When the poet was about to leave Odessa and bid farewell to the sea, his thoughts surged like the tide, full of melancholy and anger, and the poet began to brew new poems. He started writing in Odessa, and later completed this masterpiece "The Sea" in Mikhailovsk village.

This work praises the sublimity of the beauty of nature. The poet personifies the natural scenery and regards the sea as a spiritual symbol, that is, the passionate pursuit of freedom and liberation and the hatred and resistance to the violent rule of the czar government. The sea is a true portrayal of the poet's own personality.

To the Sea is one of Pushkin's many political lyric poems that oppose tyranny and praise freedom. With its fiery feelings, vivid images, unique artistic charm, touching and thought-provoking, the whole poem can be called a pearl in the world lyric poetry treasure house.