Ivan Turgenev Biography

I fancied I was somewhere in Russia, in the wilds, in a simple country
house.
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Somewhere, sometime, long, long ago, I read a poem. It was soon forgotten
… but the first line has stuck in my memory-
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I was returning from hunting, and walking along an avenue of the garden, my
dog running in front of me.
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The last days of August…. Autumn was already at hand.

The sun was setting. A sudden downpour of rain, without thunder or
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I stood before a chain of beautiful mountains forming a semicircle. A
young, green forest covered them from summit to base.
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