Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

(6 June 1799 – 10 February 1837 / Moscow)

Imitation - Poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

I saw the Death, and she was seating
By quiet entrance at my own home,
I saw the doors were opened in my tomb,
And there, and there my hope was a-flitting
I'll die, and traces of my past
In days of future will be never sighted,
Look of my eyes will never be delighted
By dear look, in my existence last.

Farewell the somber world, where, precipice above,
My gloomy road was a-streaming,
Where life for me was never cheering,
Where I was loving, having not to love!
The dazzling heavens' azure curtain,
Beloved hills, the brook's enchanting dance,
You, mourn -- the inspiration's chance,
You, peaceful shades of wilderness, uncertain,
And all -- farewell, farewell at once.


Comments about Imitation by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (8/19/2018 11:25:00 PM)


    It is great write by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin. May God bless his poetic soul. (Report) Reply

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  • Sylvia Frances Chan (8/19/2018 7:21:00 AM)


    FOUR: , Pushkin wrote his most famous play, the drama Boris Godunov. His novel in verse, Eugene Onegin, was serialized between 1825 and 1832. Congratulations of being chosen as Classic Poem Of The Day, more than a myriad 10's R.I.P., dear AS Pushkin! (Report) Reply

  • Sylvia Frances Chan (8/19/2018 7:20:00 AM)


    THREE: Born into the Russian nobility in Moscow, Pushkin published his first poem at the age of fifteen, and was widely recognized by the literary establishment by the time of his graduation from the Imperial Lyceum in Tsarskoye Selo. While under the strict surveillance of the Tsar's political police and unable to publish (Report) Reply

  • Sylvia Frances Chan (8/19/2018 7:16:00 AM)


    TWO: natural gallicisms; 3. The everyday colloquialisms of his set; and 4. Stylized popular speech. He made a salad of the famous three styles (low, medium elevation, high) dear to the pseudoclassical archaists, and added to it the ingredients of Russian romanticists with a pinch of parody. (Report) Reply

  • Sylvia Frances Chan (8/19/2018 7:15:00 AM)


    ONE: According to Vladimir Nabokov, Pushkin's idiom combined all the contemporaneous elements of Russian with all he had learned from Derzhavin, Zhukovsky, Batyushkov, Karamzin, and Krylov; these elements are: 1. The poetical and metaphysical strain that still lived in Church Slavonic forms and locutions; 2. Abundant and (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/19/2018 5:28:00 AM)


    Opened in my womb! !

    Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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  • Mahtab Bangalee (8/19/2018 5:18:00 AM)


    greatly penned-

    My gloomy road was a-streaming,
    Where life for me was never cheering,
    Where I was loving, having not to love!
    (Report) Reply

  • Adrian Flett (8/19/2018 5:14:00 AM)


    What expression by a great poet, such a pity we're unable to read the original in Russian. We all need to face our end. (Report) Reply

  • Dr.tony Brahmin (8/19/2018 1:33:00 AM)


    Alexander Pushkin. a great poet. the great poets wrote and we read now.. may God bless their poetic souls. tony (Report) Reply

  • Petals Azureblue (8/19/2018 12:51:00 AM)


    It is a serious matter to ponder one's mortality while healthy and well. It must be difficult when one is terminally ill. (Report) Reply

  • (12/5/2017 1:47:00 PM)


    good song i nearly cried (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (8/19/2017 4:14:00 PM)


    And there speaks the pen of a master poet. This pierces the heart with its truth (Report) Reply

    (12/5/2017 1:47:00 PM)

    your naem is the very biG GAY

  • Bharati Nayak (8/19/2017 4:28:00 AM)


    I saw the Death, and she was seating
    By quiet entrance at my own home,
    I saw the doors were opened in my tomb,
    And there, and there my hope was a-flitting
    I'll die, and traces of my past
    In days of future will be never sighted,
    Look of my eyes will never be delighted
    By dear look, in my existence last.- - - - Fear of mortal man so finely expressed.
    (Report) Reply

  • Alexander Julian (8/19/2017 3:04:00 AM)


    I think Death was seating evidence of some kind, or someone else was seating time. Is it all the same? (Report) Reply

    (12/5/2017 1:47:00 PM)

    u succ the big pp

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (8/19/2017 1:00:00 AM)


    Such a sad reality about being human..... Thanks for posting... (Report) Reply

    (12/5/2017 1:44:00 PM)

    u have gay

  • (12/20/2006 12:36:00 AM)


    I think its sad how no one votes on these types of poems. They have something deep to say about the relaity of being human. We'll all have to face our deatj and say goodbye.
    Beautiful goodbye, sad bit you cant help but be inspired
    (Report) Reply

    (12/5/2017 1:44:00 PM)

    u have gay.2

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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