To the Sea
Pushkin
Goodbye, free and unrestrained sea!
This is the last time you are in front of me, < /p>
The blue waves are rolling,
And the beautiful face is shining.
It seems like a friend’s melancholy complaint,
It seems like his call when parting,
I am listening for the last time
The sound of your sorrow, the sound of your calling.
You are where my soul’s desire lies!
I often walk along your shore,
A person wanders quietly and blankly,
Still troubled and heartbroken by that secret wish!
How I love your echo,
I love your dark tone, the sound of your abyss. ,
And the silence of dusk,
And the capricious passion!
The docile sails of the fishermen,
Protected by your willfulness,
Fly bravely among the waves;
But when you surge beyond control,
The swarm The ship will perish.
I wanted to leave forever
Your lonely and motionless shore,
Congratulations to you with joyful joy,
< p> And let my poems follow your waves to the distance,But I failed to get what I wanted!
You waited, you called? But I was bound stay;
The struggle of my soul is in vain:
I am charmed by a strong passion,
Make me stay on your shore ?
What is there to pity? Where now
Is the carefree path I want to run towards?
In your desert , there is something
It once shocked my soul.
Is that a cliff, a glorious tomb?
There, immersed in cold sleep,
Are some majestic memories;
Napoleon died there.
There, he slept in misery.
And right behind him, like the noise of the storm,
Another genius flies away from us again,
He is our thought Another monarch.
The singer who wept for the God of Liberty disappeared,
He left his laurels in the world.
Let the evil weather be noisy and stirred up:
Oh, the sea, it was he who once sang to you.
Your image is reflected in him,
He is shaped and grown by your spirit:
Just like you, he is majestic, profound and profound ,
Just like you, nothing can make him surrender.
The world is empty, sea,
Where are you taking me now?
People’s fate is the same everywhere:
Wherever there is happiness, someone has long been guarding it:
Perhaps it is an enlightened sage, or it may be a tyrannical king.
Oh, goodbye, sea!
I will never forget your majestic face,
I will be forever, forever
< p> Listen to your roar at dusk.My whole soul is filled with you,
I will take your rocks, your bays,
Your sparkle, your shadow, and The waves of whispers are brought into the forest and into the silent desert country.
Appreciation
Pushkin's "To the Sea" is a political lyric that resists tyranny, opposes dictatorship, pursues light, and praises freedom. The poet uses the sea as his bosom friend, freedom as his purpose, and confiding as his form to describe his pursuit of freedom from multiple angles and aspects. The emotions are dignified, deep and varied, and the style is vigorous, unrestrained and exciting. The poetic changes in "To the Sea" show the love of the sea, the thoughts of the sea, and the three steps of thoughts of the sea.