In the smoke, in blood, through the clouds of arrows
Now your road;
But you foresee his inheritance,
Coming our Quiroga!
And soon, soon fade wrestle
Amid the slave people,
You take a hammer in the hand of
And will call: freedom!
I praise you, a faithful brother!
About mason venerable!
About Kishinev, on the dark castle!
Likuj, improsveschenny!
thanks for the info! The Lyceum Pushkin quickly made friends with the other students. His classmates were Delvig, Küchelbecker, Leo, and Alexander managed to keep and carry this innocent, sincere youthful friendship through life, retaining the most pleasant and enthusiastic memories of the Lyceum's.