bless, poet!.. In the quiet of the passage Parnasskii
I bowed in awe before the Muses knees:
Dangerous path with hope flew,
I took a lot Phoebus, and lyre my destiny.
fear, inexperienced, infamous fall,
But ardent humble can not I appetence,
Not terrible sentence to death, I give ear:
Hidden for centuries sacred judge,
Faithful guardian of the past years, foxglove Music lyubymыy
And pale envy of unwavering
Friendly attention to me encouraged;
And Dmitry weak gift with a smile praised;
And our dear old man, kings singer elected,
Winged genius and grace crowned,
In tears, she hugged me trembling hand
And happiness I predicted, the unknown me.
And you, Songs on the nature obrechennыy!
You're not the only weapon in my hand, he gave the sacred covenant of love?
How Can I Forget I h, when in front of you
I stood speechless, and a lightning stream -
Soul to sublime your soul flying
AND, secretly saedinyasy, delighted flaming, —
Not, not! I decided - without fear in a hard way
Courageous faith to fulfill the chest.
creators of the immortal, pets inspiration!..
You aim it seems to me in the mists of remoteness,
I fly to the unknown with a brave dream,
AND, crease, The genius of your rushed over me!
But what? Under the formidable rock of Parnasskii
What a spectacle opened before me?
The terrible dark cave depth
Hatred and envy sullen sons,
Exalted creators Zoilus notebooks
Sit - nonsense fighting squads.
Far from lire wild rushes sharp howl,
Norman poems squeals Varyagov system.
Laughter common answer them; on gloomy crowds
In the mist of the two ghost slopes heads.
One sat on heaps of prose and poetry -
Heavy fruits of the midnight labors,
Usopših of, poems oblivious grave!
With a smile, hears howling stoposlozhitel sickly:
Before him torn groaning Tilimah;
Skrypit iron pen in his fingers
And pulls a hexameter dry,
Sponda hard and tight Dactyl.
Zealous muzoyu famous singer,
Be proud - you Meviya inflated sample!
But anyone else, Smoking in a smoke mad,
It should be among friends unenlightened crowd?
Solemn praise to him rushing noise:
And he - he rhymes trampled and taste and mind;
You're my only weapon is, weak child of foreign lessons,
envious proud man, cold Sumarokov,
without power, without fire, with a mediocre intelligence,
Predrassuzhdeniyam obliged crown
And with Pinda thrown and cursed Racine?
he Is, dwarf, to compete with the giant?
L to dispute him the laurel crown,
In which our immortal singer vozblistal,
Russians fun, polunoshtnoe wild?..
Not! in a quiet Lethe he drown silently,
Already on his forehead oblivion print,
Predbuduschim centuries that he could pass?
Strashilasy Grace tsinicheskoy they played,
And fingers rough lyre kosteneli.
Let Mevius be exalted in speeches -
will be Despreaux, disappear Chapelle.
And what? will always funny funny;
Fosters ignorance ignorant blind.
It hid them in the dark in a shelter;
There's prose and poetry all bravely forge,
There's all the enemies of Sciences, all deaf - not just dumb,
Those syllable Nikon printed poem,
Some Slavic od masses piling,
Other tragedies in the mad rattle,
the, True to his rebellious union,
At the scene lifted yawning Muse,
Geniuses Immortals rip Parnassus thinks.
hand shuddered, kick it slips,
In vain thrown dagger with envious,
Verse he wounded, cast into the dust Magazine, —
When whistlers Critics to the fellow he's running ...
And poppy wreath Thespis of suites.
All, putting his hand on the "Tilimahidy",
Swear to avenge insults employees,
Worrying rise frantic crowd.
trouble, who is born into the world with a sensitive soul!
Who could secretly capture the beauties delicate lyre,
Who boldly whistled playfully satire,
Who expressed truthful tongue,
And Russian Nonsense does not want to brow beat!.
He is an enemy of the Fatherland, he is a sower of debauchery!
And speech pouring rain at sopostata.
And you rise up as, Parnassian priests
The nature and task of bringing singers
The happy heresy and taste and scientists,
Razite stout unenlightened friends.
avenger Genius, one true, poet!
Liyuschaya from heaven and eternal light and life,
Arrow Apollo hand of death
Finally slays the terrible Python.
See: struck by hostile arrows,
In potuhshim fakelom, with motionless wings
To you Ozerov spirit calls: other! revenge!..
You offended taste, Knowledge gave you the message -
Fly enemies: and Phoebus and the Muses with you!
Razite barbarians bloody verses;
ignorance, Resigned, hladny downcast eyes,
Spesivykh rhetoricians illiterate Cathedral ...
but I see: we proclaim the truth is dangerous,
Oh Mevy frowned at me terribly,
And death sentence talents thundered.
Endure persecution and uzhel my destiny?
What needs? boldly into the distance, straight road,
Uchenyu hand made, supported by thee,
Their anger is not terrible; I hard Karamzin,
I you an example. That crazy scream so teams?
Let them talk outcasts Phoebe;
they prose, no poems not sent a gift from the sky.
Their fame - it is a shame; Creation - laughter mind;
And in the darkness arose to overthrow the darkness.
