). Analysis of the poem To the statue of Peter the Great (Lomonosov M
For several centuries, the Romanian principalities of Moldova and Wallachia languished under the yoke of Turkish feudal lords. The population, almost entirely composed of peasants, paid a heavy tribute to the Sultan in money, as well as grain, meat, timber and other products. Decades passed after decades, a century was replaced by a century, and Moldova and Wallachia were still fenced off from the countries of Europe by the walls of Turkish fortresses. Foreign rulers did not allow Moldova and Wallachia to trade with other countries, hindered their economic, political and cultural development.Even the natural wealth of both Danubian principalities was not developed for fear that the Turks would introduce new taxes.
The path to the liberation of these lands from Turkish rule was difficult and long. Gradually, with the help of Russia, which was interested in crushing Turkish domination in the Balkans, the Romanian people, who inhabited Moldova and Wallachia, managed to free themselves from foreign oppression.
After the victory of Russia over Turkey in the war of 1828-1829. under the Adrianople peace treaty, Wallachia and Moldova received some political and economic independence, although they managed to finally free themselves from Turkish dependence much later ....
In the inscription "TO THE STATUE OF PETER THE GREAT" Lomonosov manifests himself as an adherent of the monarchy, a true patriot, which is not surprising, since, even after years of his study abroad, he returns to his homeland. Most likely, Mikhail Vasilievich shared the views of Westerners, and not Slavophiles, which may have been influenced by a trip to Europe. That is why in his work he gives a positive review to all the reforms of Peter the Great, missing any negative consequences for the common people. We see that the "game", according to Lomonosov, was worth the candle.
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And that he, as a person who has achieved success with his work and talent, understands that there are no brilliant results without significant sacrifices. We see that the author finds justification for Peter's cruelty in the Emperor's desire to help his subjects. Indeed, we can compare government with the work of an experienced doctor, where in order to heal the disease, you need to inflict some pain on the patient, but only so that he later begins to live a healthy, full life. The poet exalts the image of Peter himself and brings him almost to the level of God: "But in life he was already revered as a god." He emphasizes the strong spirit, strong-willed character, adherence to principles, diligence and many other positive qualities of the first Emperor of the Russian Empire: “This image is sculpted as a wise hero, who, for the sake of his subjects, depriving himself of peace, the latter took the rank and served as a reign, his laws he himself approved by example .. .". Reading this work, you really overflow with pride for the Fatherland and its "Father". This work is an attempt to perpetuate the immortal face of one of the main characters not only of his time, but also of his country, all the beauty of his soul, which cannot be conveyed by the creation of a soulless stone statue, as the poet himself admits: our care, then this image would be more beautiful than everything in the world. Thus, we see the goal pursued by Mikhail Vasilyevich - to convey in words what cannot be caught only by the features of the face and the outer shell, since erecting a monument to such a person is too little gratitude for what he did.
This image is sculpted by a wise hero,
That, for the sake of his subjects, depriving himself of rest,
The latter took the rank and reigned served,
He himself approved his laws by example,
Born to the scepter, hands stretched out to work,
He hid the power of the monarch in order to reveal the sciences to us.
When he built a city, endured labors in wars,
In distant lands he was and wandered in the seas,
He collected artists and trained soldiers,
Home wins and external matches;
And, in a word, this is Peter, Father of the Fatherland.
Russia honors the earthly deity,
And so many altars are burning before this vision,
Since there are many hearts indebted to him.
Elisaveta erected here the specter of Petrov
To the delight of the Ross of all, but who was he,
This city and fleet, arts and troops, says,
Civil labors and heroic deeds.
The metal that frightens with flames in battle,
In Petrovgrad, the Russians are comforting,
Having depicted in himself the faces of his features;
But if his sincere beauty
Moreover, our zeal could depict,
That would be the image of this whole world more beautiful.
To sculpted images that in ancient times
Heroes were set for glorious campaigns,
The ignorance of the ages has given divine honor,
And honored the victim of their subsequent childbirth,
That right faith always abhors to create,
But you are forgiven, O late descendants.
When, having heard the deeds of Peter, loud,
Place an altar before this heroic appearance;
We justified you by our example a long time ago
Wondering his deeds, exceeding mortal powers,
They did not believe that he was one from mortals,
But in life he was already revered as a god.
Thundering on all ends of the earth victory
And Ross through the whole world triumphant traces,
Collection of sciences, courts corrected,
Variable flow of water in rivers,
Pont covered by the fleet, among the waves hails are new
And other things, seeing the death of Petrova
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And Methuselah lived in this world.”
So, counting the summer on business, proclaimed
And she hid this great hero in the coffin.
But this city flaunts its image.
Looking at him, Persian, Turk, Goth, Sarmat
The majesty of the hero's face seems
Inscriptions for the statue of Peter the Great
inscription 1
TO THE STATUE OF PETER THE GREAT
This image is sculpted by a wise hero,
That, for the sake of his subjects, depriving himself of rest,
The latter took the rank and reigned served,
He himself approved his laws by example,
Born to the scepter, hands stretched out to work,
He hid the power of the monarch in order to reveal the sciences to us.
When he built the city 1, he endured labors in wars,
In distant lands he was and wandered in the seas,
He collected artists and trained soldiers,
Home wins and external matches;
And in a word, this is Peter, Father of the Fatherland 2;
Russia honors the earthly deity,
And so many altars are burning before this vision,
Since there are many hearts indebted to him.
SIGN 2
SIGN 3
The metal that frightens with flames in battle,
In Petrovgrad, he comforts the Russians,
Having depicted in himself the faces of his features;
But if his sincere beauty
Moreover, our zeal could depict,
That would be the image of this whole world more beautiful.
SIGN 4
To sculpted images that in ancient times
Heroes were set for glorious campaigns,
The ignorance of the ages has given divine honor,
And honored the victim of their subsequent childbirth,
That right faith always abhors to create.
But you are forgiven, O late descendants,
When you heard the deeds of Petrov loud
Place an altar before this heroic appearance;
We justified you with our example:
Wondering his deeds, exceeding mortal powers,
They did not believe that he was one from mortals,
But in life he was already revered as a god.
INSCRIPTION 5
Thundering on all ends of the earth victory,
And Ross through the whole world triumphant traces,
Collection of sciences, courts corrected,
Variable flow of water in rivers,
Pont covered by the fleet, among the waves hails are new
And other things after seeing the death of Petrova
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And Methuselah lived in this world.”
So counting the summer on business, proclaimed
And she hid this great hero in the coffin.
But this city flaunts its image.
Looking at him, Persian, Turk, Goth, Sarmat 3
It seems to the majesty of the heroic face
And he fears the dead in insensible copper.
Between 1743 and 1747
Inscription on the illumination in front of the summer house of Empress Elisaveta Petrovna, on her namesake day, 1747 *
The inscription on the illumination presented in front of Her Majesty’s summer house Empress Elizabeth Petrovna on her solemn the namesake of her, 1747, which depicted Minerva in the temple, meaning Her Majesty's wisdom, on the sides of the symbolic images of the world and war and other
You shine with peace and war in the sunflower,
And by that you multiply your fun.
To you with zeal, we are ours to Minerva,
We bring the joyful radiance of lights.
But if it were compared with our love,
That the sun would be ashamed before him at noon.
The inscription on the illumination on the day of Her Majesty's accession to the throne in 1747 in front of the winter house *
The inscription on the illumination presented on the solemn day of the accession to the All -Russian throne of Her Majesty of 1747 in front of the Winter House, which depicts a crystal mountain, and on it the imperial throne with near the imperial on the pillars, and over the throne, the corneum name of Her Majesty
Our bliss stands like an eternal mountain,
Stronger than marble, ruby is much more beautiful.
And yours, monarch, the throne is blessed,
On our allegiance motionless affirmed.
Let imaginary freedom oppress others,
Slavery under your power elevates us.
Inscription on the illumination on Her Majesty's coronation day 1748 in front of the winter house *
THE INscription ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED ON THE SOLEMN DAY OF THE CORONATION OF HER MAJESTY 1748 IN FRONT OF THE WINTER HOUSE, WHERE THE ALTARIUM WAS PRESENTED IN THE TEMPLE, FROM THE HEART FOLDED, ON THE TOP OF THE IMPERIAL CROWN, ON THE SIDES OF THE GALLERY ASCENDING
In the temple of jealousy, on the altar of hearts
To the one who gave you a crown from his heights
From your subjects the purest fire burns,
May he crown Russia with your happiness,
Yes, the sun, rising and setting, marvels,
That everywhere the beauty of your triumphs is seen.
April 1748
Inscription on the illumination on Her Majesty's Name Day 1748 September 5 days in front of the summer house *
INscription ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED ON THE SOLEMN DAY OF HER MAJESTY'S THESE PARTNERSHIP, 1748, SEPTEMBER 5, IN FRONT OF THE SUMMER HOUSE, ON WHICH THE FOUNTAIN WAS DESIGNED, AND ON THE SIDES THE TEMPLE OF PEACE AND WAR
Goddess of beauty, you are a goddess of breed,
Everywhere loud deeds heroine,
You are the mother of bounties, you are the name of peace 1:
The world, embarrassed by abuse, reconciles the Lord with you.
Russian silence surpasses limits
And pours his excess into the surrounding countries:
Your army is fighting against the war 2 ;
Your weapon brings peace to Europe.
Inscription on the descent of the ship, called St. Alexander Nevsky, 1749 *
INscription ON THE LAUNCH OF THE SHIP NAMED ST. ALEXANDER NEVSKY, 1749
Inscription on the arrival of Empress Elisaveta Petrovna from Moscow to St. Petersburg in 1749 *
INscription ON THE ARRIVAL OF HER MAJESTY EMPRESS ELISAVETA PETROVNA FROM MOSCOW TO ST. PETERSBURG, 1749
As the sun rises, it gazes up into the world,
I hasten to see Elizabeth in the city of Petrov,
She marvels that winter is submissive to her and snow,
And that, according to this, only a quick run sees;
On fiery horses blushing indignantly
And punish laziness with a fiery scourge.
O sun, do not be ashamed: the reddest moon
The Goddess is coming to us Russian countries;
We do not so much expect your brilliance,
How do we want to see a bright face.
December 1749
The inscription depicted on the silver reliquary to Grand Duke Alexander Nevsky *
THE INscription DESIGNATED ON A MAGNIFICENT SILVER SHELL 1 TO THE HOLY, BLESSED AND GRAND PRINCE ALEXANDER NEVSKY, BUILT BY THE HIGHEST INSTRUCTION OF HER MAJESTY EMPRESS ELISAVETA PETROVNA IN TROITSKY ALEXANDROVSKY
The holy and brave prince rests his body here;
But in spirit from heaven to this city looks down
And on the shore, where he defeated the nasty
And where invisibly Peter helped.
Revealing the daughter of his holy zeal,
She erected a shrine in honor of this protector
From the first silver, that the bowels of the earth to her
It revealed how she was pleased to sit on the throne.
First half 1750
Inscription on the illumination presented to Her Imperial Majesty by Their Imperial Highnesses in Oranienbaum 1750 July 31st *
AN INCORPORATION ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED TO HER IMPERIAL MAJESTY FROM THEIR IMPERIAL HIGHNESSES IN ORANIENBAUM, JULY 31, 1750, WHERE THERE WERE DESIGNED TWO UNITED HEARTS BURNING ON THE ALTA TO A SHINING OVER THEM; ON THE SIDES THE YOUNG MONTH AND ASCENDING DAY
Like the sun from above, goddess, you shine to us
And in our fervent hearts you give birth to the most diligent.
Both of us, feeling your love for ourselves,
We bring jealousy to you mutually.
Monarchine, you are the only source of light for everyone,
The Russian Horizon is illuminated by you,
Our sunrise on it is illuminated by you.
We are borrowing light, Elizabeth gives.
Second half of July 1750
The inscription on the illumination on the day of Her Majesty's accession to the throne on November 25, 1750 in front of the winter house *
INscription ON ILLUMINATION PRESENTED ON THE SOLEMN DAY OF HER MAJESTY'S ACCESSION TO THE THRONE, NOVEMBER 25, 1750, IN FRONT OF THE WINTER HOUSE WHERE BABYLON WAS SURROUNDED WITH A GREEN GARDEN; ON THE SIDES CEREMONIAL PILLARS
During your time, monarch, powers
We are especially happy with summer beauty.
One is given to us by God, who created the district of centuries,
The other is granted by the parish, goddess, yours.
From Babylon troubles are brought out by you,
Serenity entered the beautiful gardens
And, now setting up pillars with your praise,
We taste the pleasant fruits of joy.
First half of October 1750
The inscription on the illumination on the birthday of Her Majesty December 18, 1750 in front of the winter house *
INscription ON ILLUMINATION PRESENTED ON HER MAJESTY'S SOLEMN BIRTHDAY, DECEMBER 18, 1750, IN FRONT OF THE WINTER HOUSE, WHERE A SHINING STAR WAS DESIGNED OVER THE ALTER ON WHICH THE HEART BURNED; ON THE SIDE OF THE TEMPLE
The lucky star on the horizon shone,
When Elizabeth of Russia shone.
Monarchine, your bright ray flashed to us,
He kindled and lit up the hearts of all after the clouds.
With one heart we still burn for you
And we lay the same on the altar of zeal.
From the temples of jealousy desires say
Yes, the Almighty will give this day a hundredfold triumph.
Early December 1750
The inscription on the illumination in the new year 1751, presented in front of the winter house *
INscription ON THE ILLUMINATION IN THE NEW YEAR 1751, PRESENTED IN FRONT OF THE WINTER HOUSE, WHERE THE EARTH GLOBE WAS DESIGNED, ON WHICH STANDED THE VENZLE NAME OF HER MAJESTY AND THE NUMBER OF THE NEW YEAR; ON THE SIDES HOLE TEMPLE AND ALTAR WITH A FLAME LIT ON THEM
All the temples are open, and the altars are smoking,
The desires of all for you, monarch, strive,
And the jealousy of the subjects grows with time,
And their happiness rises with the number of years.
Half the world that your right hand rules
Consonant noise up to the stars diligently elevates,
May the Supreme New Year bless you
And your hearing and your friend will surprise half the world.
Early December 1750
Inscription to Her Majesty the Empress Empress Elisaveta Petrovna for the masquerades of 1751 *
INscription TO HER MAJESTY EMPRESS ELISAVETA PETROVNA FOR THE MASQUERADES OF 1751
How did nature bring you into the world?
All her strength was exhausted,
Not to take away a single talent.
Your father was great, your mother was beautiful;
The hero gave birth to you, the heroine wore:
What should be the fruit? Not other than a goddess.
But how many mortals are you above respected,
You are so generous and generous with your heart to them.
And in those hours when you hide your face,
You shine with your generosity to your people.
The inscription on the same *
SIGN ON THE SAME
Seeing many clothes and excellent faces,
I now see in my thoughts, delighted with admiration,
Monarchine, the ends of your state
And in them I find joy in the sight of sowing.
From quiet eastern waters to the shores of the Baltic,
From impenetrable ice to the warm countries of the Caspian
There are a lot of stakes in clothes and changes in faces!
Now I am surprised by the vision!
I hear there, as here, pleasant music;
There from diligent peoples of different clique
Through the mountains, through the fields, a consonant noise flows,
That you are the only cover, joy, light.
Inscription on the illumination presented on the solemn day of Her Majesty's coronation on April 25, 1751 in front of the winter house *
The inscription on the illumination presented on the solemn day of the crown of Her Majesty on the 25th of the 25th day, 1751 in front of the Winter House, which depicts the imperial crown and scepter in the amphitheater on the decorated pedestal with the monkery name of Her Majesty, on both sides of two portals of long -distance alleys, in which extending alleys, in which CHEST IMAGES OF THE FOUR PARTS OF THE WORLD SUPPLIED
Rays from yours, monarch, crown
The universes of the end spilled into four.
Europe, Africa, America, Asia
They seem to have clarity, from which Russia
Shines, enlightened through the ends of the earth.
O you, blessed in the sunflower country,
Raise your intelligent gaze to the divine light,
So that Elizabeth, married this day,
For many years surrounded by its brilliance
And with us the whole north lit up with calmness.
Beginning 1751
The inscription on the illumination, presented on the day of Her Majesty's name day, September 5, 1751 *
INscription ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED ON HER MAJESTY'S THESE DAY, SEPTEMBER 5, 1751
Everywhere now the beloved world is blooming,
The weapon lies and does not shed tears with blood;
And the farmer brings out the plow safely:
Calmness with your name is everywhere in agreement.
In truth, the world of God, the monarch, you hear,
When you give silence to all of Europe.
With reverence, she bows her head
And the immortal temple of glory exalts you.
In vain, a fierce war hurries to make noise,
Where the name of the meek goddess thunders into the light.
Between the end of July and the beginning of September 1751
The inscription on the descent of the ship, called John Chrysostom, year, day *
INscription ON THE LAUNCH OF THE SHIP Referred to as John Chrysostom, YEAR, DAY
Come down to us, Chrysostom, leaving heaven,
The beauty here is worthy of your vision:
Peter's daughter dedicates this ship to you
And with your name the whole sea fills.
When you go on a journey on it between the ramparts,
Thunder against her envious enemies.
Before you thundered with golden lips in churches,
But fiery words continue to sound in the waters.
“Wishing to raise us to the temple of bliss…” *
Wishing to raise us to the temple of bliss,
You had to go the hard way yourself
There are mountains, abysses there, mounds, rapids, rivers,
Obstacles are everywhere, unheard of forever.
But what, monarch, could hold back your spirit?
How did Providence raise you up to save us?
Suddenly your ray of all disasters shone above.
And the difficult only sunrise passed the marshmallow quieter.
Hope, loyalty to us and joy and love
That day is brought to mind and imagined again.
If Russia is happy with your ascension,
That with it you brought golden days into it.
First half of October 1751
"Among the beautiful Russian Paradise..." *
Among the beautiful Russian Paradise,
Monarchine, your dearest life blooms,
Planted for us by the hand of the Most High
And by its power it is covered everywhere.
We, raising our hearts and eyes to heaven,
Accordingly, we all ask: “Give, oh God, to us,
May the sun of mercy never cease to shine upon her
And only the dearest fruit will never wither.
“With the joy of the heart, the new year enlivens ...” *
With joy of the heart, the new year enlivens
And new happiness in Russia asserts.
Contentment, health and happiness blooms,
Where Elizabeth shines with her name.
Russia having fun blesses her power,
That every year he sees his growing glory.
Inscription on the illumination presented on the day of Her Majesty's coronation April 25th day 1752 *
AN INCORPORATION ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED ON THE DAY OF HER MAJESTY'S CORONATION, APRIL 25, 1752, IN WHICH THE ZODIAC IS DESIGNED WITH SPRING ZODIES AND WITH THE SUN CURRENT IN THE MIDDLE, BETWEEN THE OBELISK AND THE ALTAR WITH FLAME
The monarch, wearing purple for ten years,
Thundering glory you filled the whole world.
Heroic was the rise, and the consequence of victory;
You defeated and saved your neighbors 1 .
You accelerated the world throughout Europe,
The marshmallow breathes with you in it.
In the resting light you now shine
And you multiply the glory of your deeds with the number of years.
The powers of thy luminous zodiac
Everyday shows us a good sign.
And now, celebrating how you are crowned by God,
We see you as a guarantee of tranquility at the wedding.
We are pleased with your acceptance of the crown,
Delivered in the spring in the constellation Taurus 2,
Contentment, and peace, and joy expresses,
And health to you, and the fortress promises.
Rejoicing, rejoicing at your feast,
Diligently everything in you diligently honors the heart.
Inscription on the illumination presented on Her Majesty's Name Day September 5, 1752 *
INscription ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED ON THE THEOSIS OF HER MAJESTY SEPTEMBER 5, 1752, WHERE THE PIERING WAS DESIGNED WITH A COLOSS LIKE RODSKII 1
Wishing for the once glorious island of Rhode
To save those sailing on the sea from bad weather,
Gain praise for yourself, give joy to others,
He put a wonderful bulk on the shore;
Great giant seventy cubits
The lamp through the night kept over the swell,
In the distance, the brilliance let out through the sea unsettled,
And the ships entered the shelter calmly.
You are the name and everything, the monarch, peace,
Your hearing, like a giant, touching the stars with his head,
The beam of your kindness illuminates the universe
And fills the east and west with the name.
Save yourself from the storms here, we have Elizabeth
Joy in silence with contentment gives.
Early July 1752
The inscription on the illumination presented on the day of Her Majesty's accession to the All-Russian throne on November 25, 1752 *
INCORPORATION ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED ON THE DAY OF THE ACCESSION OF HER MAJESTY TO THE ALL-RUSSIAN THRONE, NOVEMBER 25, 1752, WHERE THE RISING SUN AND VASES WITH SENSITIVE HERBS WAS DESIGNED
When the darkness of the night hides the horizon,
Hidden fields, forests, shores and show off.
Sensitive flowers compress themselves in the darkness,
They hide from the cold and wait for the sun.
But as soon as it sheds its ray into the meadows,
Opened in warmth, each color shines,
The wealth of beauty before it opens
And sheds her pleasant spirit like a sacrifice.
Like the sun, your monarch, sunrise,
Which illuminated the Russian race in the darkness.
We are diligent before you, we open our hearts,
And we all pour out the sacrifice of loyalty to you.
The inscription on the illumination presented in Moscow for the new year 1753 *
INscription ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED IN MOSCOW FOR THE NEW YEAR 1753, WHERE THE EAGLE WAS DESIGNED FLYING FROM ST. PETERSBURG TO MOSCOW AND LOOKING TO THE EAST AND TO THE WEST
In the kind silence of the New Year
And yours, monarch, joyful parish
This city revives with pure joy,
Purely happiness promises Russia.
Military taming noise throughout Europe,
To one you entrust us with your divine mind.
You ascend like an eagle,
Everywhere from the environment you raise your quick gaze,
North and south, west and east,
Where is the Volga, Dnieper, Dvina, where is the clean Nevsky Current
Between Peter's walls 1 rejoicing flows;
In the absence of you, the goddess feels.
Russia is all your generosity,
How now in vain you, Moscow flaunts,
It says: oh God, let Elizabeth
With our zeal for her, she compared her summers.
Inscription on Her Majesty's departure from St. Petersburg to Moscow on December 1752 *
SIGN FOR HER MAJESTY'S DEPARTURE FROM ST. PETERSBURG TO MOSCOW ON DECEMBER 1752
That the air stands still on only turbulent days?
Did soft snow spread in peace on the fields?
Elizabeth hurries on her way.
Monarchine, your gaze attracts everything to you.
Not only on earth is your kind power,
But the sky sends its part under your feet.
Second half of December 1752
The inscription on the illumination presented in Moscow on the day of the coronation of Her Majesty on April 25, 1753 *
THE INCORPORATION ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED IN MOSCOW ON THE DAY OF HER MAJESTY'S CORONATION, APRIL 25, 1753, WHERE THE CROWNED CURRENT NAME OF HER MAJESTY WAS DESIGNED ON THE SOLEMN CHARIOT INTO THE TRIUMPHAL GATE OF THE ENTRY
Victory is followed by a joyful celebration,
The hero accepts honor and sacrifice to the deity.
Trumpets sound in the shelves, fetters on captives,
Crimson shields are carried in enemy blood.
Victory is your sunrise, triumph is your holiday,
Monarchine, what will we reveal to your praise?
You are not a city alone, below is a single army
She took power into her own through heroic courage;
But the kingdom of many kingdoms, purple and crown
And many darkness burning hearts to you.
The boiling earth was not stained with blood,
But in the jets of joy Russia enjoyed.
Not ardent we were afraid of the fire of burning walls,
But the people burned with jealousy for you.
Bonds sounded not heavy on us in captivity,
But with a splash we put allegiance alliances.
When it's only joyful to be captivated by you,
Kohl loud praise win!
Goddess, triumph the longer over us,
The higher mortals you are by immortal deeds.
Solemn gates, trophies, chariot,
We have faithful hearts and joyful faces.
Inscription on the rendering of the highest favor of Her Majesty in Moscow in 1753 *
INscription FOR THE HIGHEST MERCY OF HER MAJESTY IN MOSCOW, 1753
Monarch, your generous hand
Abundance pours us and joy, like a river,
Stronger than the keys of Castal currents,
The desire for poetry and the spirit gives high.
O joyful delight! where will I go?
But a greater language is a wealth of words,
When there is moderate fun;
My joy is immeasurable, I am silent.
Second half of March 1753
Inscription for Her Majesty's Name Day 1753 *
INscription FOR HER MAJESTY'S THESE DAY 1753, WHERE RUSSIAN PEACE IS SIMILARIZED TO A BEAUTIFUL VILLAGE WITH MAGNIFICENT BUILDINGS
Though happy military affairs
Monarchs loud praise in the world,
But in the clear silence of the beloved world
Their porphyry shines more beautifully to all.
The great thing is to win cleanly
But more than that, always keep the peace.
The regiments have a large share in the victories,
In victories, happiness is almost given all will
A calm world is kept by one wise power,
There can be no army, nor happiness in that part.
It is natural to produce fruits only in summer,
And the meek peace alone gives wealth to the light.
It is true that winter should also be praised,
What can the severity of the plague turn away
And it is harmful to kill reptiles in the forests and fields;
Such gives a happy scolding of consolation.
But how between the elements with winter blowing war
And a beautiful spring appears to us,
Frantic Boreas flee from her,
Pleasant marshmallows fly from her,
Breathing on the ground, breathing on the waters
They tell the flowers to rise, they tell the waves to fall,
They lead ships to the seas and the farmer to the fields,
They prepare a sweet fruit and a happy path to the pier,
They pour joy into the show, into the meadows, and into the air, and into the air
Tol happy places where the house has peace.
But where is the most beautiful village of peace
How is it, monarchess, that God has given us through you?
Silence set by someone else
How calm should your country be!
You put firmness to the general rest;
It cannot be moved by a harmful force.
Like the fortress of the great pyramids,
Among happy places it stands still.
Rest upon him, blessed Russia
He counts golden days under your scepter.
Labor sings in contentment, contentment in labor,
Mutually contributing to each other everywhere,
How grapes curl on a high hill,
Holding on to them and feeding him with sweet juice,
So many divine gifts
We are content, having all the cover
In you, monarch, enlightened by God,
To him and to the Fatherland love kindled.
On this holiday, rejoicing in your joy,
With a solemn fire we burn to the highest,
May you continue the days of peace and beauty,
We agree with your meekness and your name.
Inscription on the day of accession to the throne of Her Majesty 1753 *
INscription ON THE DAY OF THE ACCESSION TO THE THRON OF HER MAJESTY, 1753, WHERE HER MAJESTY IS SIMILARATED TO MINERVA, THAT THE DRAGON IS MUCH-CHIED BY LIGHTNING
Oh glorious antiquity with miraculous deeds,
That Pindar is trumpeting to heaven
Through many centuries it thunders to the ends of the earth,
Heroic deeds depicting the view.
And you, the great amphitheater of the city,
The people in the wars of the Latin consolation,
On this day, end your hitherto audible splash:
Elisabeth's brilliance shone more clearly.
A fighter did not erase the teeth of a lioness before the Romans,
Below, who circled all the others in a chariot,
But with courage, Elizabeth passed her husbands,
And the caretaker of the whole world feats her!
Seven heads gaped on the body suddenly one.
Where is the envy, in the sting of the snake's poison,
And vile vile ferocious crocodile,
And the boar of the fury of irresistible forces,
With the tongue of a fox, sly flattery,
Zev wolf greed, tiger ardent kidnapping
And the lion's jaws of roaring war
In one monster, they were born for insolence.
Looking at this Elizabeth the dragon,
The paternal throne lying around,
Advertisement: “That this enemy prevents me from rising,
Which my people have long desired?
Is this crown not mine? Am I Petrov's daughter?
And all my Russians require protection.
Nothing can cross my path to glory.
This heroic final speech,
Illuminated by the radiance around the heavenly
And above mortal majesty appeared.
Minerva was depicted in a wonderful view;
Petrov's spirit was her helmet, the love of Russians was a shield.
Lightning without thunder, shining from clarity,
Hitting the dragon's heads and heart,
Confused proud blood, pierced menacing gaze.
Slain, driven away, escaped Riphean distant mountains.
Lightning faded, only beams shone,
The ends of the universe clapped their hands.
Then, showing off, Ross raised his head,
Petropolis imagined itself to be above heaven.
We are now celebrating that blessed hour,
With fires we show fire, kindled in all hearts.
Oh, if the outer fire were equal to the inner one,
He would have ascended higher into the night of shining luminaries.
Monarchine, you love is born in us:
What thing in the world can be compared with it?
The inscription on the birthday of Her Majesty, where it is likened to the rising dawn, during the solemn entry of Peter the Great from Poltava *
SIGNATURE FOR HER MAJESTY'S BIRTHDAY, WHERE IT IS SIMILARIZED WITH THE RISING DAWN, DURING PETER THE GREAT'S GREAT ENTRY FROM POLTAVA
O you who are all according to evil reasoning
Used to ascribe to chance to the blind,
Be assured of this glorious day,
That the Providence of the Highest reigns in everything.
When he prepared the bliss of our years,
From the loins of Petrov, Elizabeth sent us
And he presented signs that are from Poltava
Then they filled the whole world with Peter's glory.
With the birth of her solemn was the entry.
Then Moscow raised its voice and spirit to the stars.
Trophies surrounded the baby in swaddling clothes,
And splashes answered the cry of the first troops.
The earth, the seas, the ether moved with joy.
Peter marched into the city, Elizabeth into the world.
Having overthrown Peter's enemies, she is in Peter's footsteps
To win such a victory.
Kohl clearly then presented the fishery itself,
What then, to the joy of everyone, did!
Born like a clear dawn, we shone
And the bright day of her kingdom foreshadowed.
Monarchine, we are always illuminated by that,
Delivered in the darkness of hidden harm;
And we show you a joyful fire in the night,
That we do not know nights in our hearts and darkness.
Inscription for the new year 1754 *
INscription FOR THE NEW YEAR 1754, WHERE TIME IS SIMILAR TO THE GREAT BUILDING
Looking at the building of eternity extensively,
For many centuries, for the life of the world,
We see the difference in cases with the difference in years:
There swearing burns, there the beloved world blooms,
There are eyelids, enlightened by the clarity of the teachings,
Then in the darkness of barbarism are deeply immersed;
There mortals are tormented by persecution and famine;
There are all the pleasures of countless joys.
These inequalities diligently reasoning,
We see clearly from what such a change.
Monarchs of mercy, wisdom, cheerful spirit
About the happiness of many countries spread an eternal rumor.
Prosperous were their powers for years;
But now Elizabeth gives us better.
Like time to her in divine deeds,
Shows an image to us in all its parts.
Spring, always painted with pleasant colors,
It is equal to the mouth pouring joy to all;
And summer with autumn plentiful fruits
We pour, like her, in abundance for the labors,
Winter in peace delights with contentment,
As with the world she adorns the rich with everything;
And he strives to accelerate the growth of the sciences with generosity
And the cunning of different artistic hands.
Russia, rejoice and the numbers of summer are new,
Happy with the happiness of the heiress Petrova.
Ask as you ask, ask from above
And raise your voice and heart loudly to heaven;
May we always be healthy with her health,
And let us enjoy the glory of her high-profile deeds.
December 1753
On the invention of horn music *
Catchers and shepherds between the villages of joy,
Some catch animals, others look at herds.
The hunter roars his horn, the shepherd whistles his flute.
Worries about this nymph; nice quiet trill.
There is a noisy dog roar; and here by a quiet river
The young bleat for the lamb's mother.
Here tenderness and peace, love reigns here,
Hunting noise, like Mars, moves the blood.
But now to both of you, nymphs, gather
And enjoy both music equally:
What was rudeness in hunting pipes,
Naryshkin softened at our shores;
Why did the wild animals run away,
In that, the rumors found gentle pleasures.
Inscription for Her Majesty's coronation day 1754 *
INscription FOR THE CORONATION DAY OF HER MAJESTY 1754, WHERE THE VIRTUES ARE SIMILARIZED TO HER BEAUTIFUL AND GREAT SORRY
Who speaks noble deeds in nature,
Peter's daughter finds examples in them.
Let's look at the show, into the fields, let's see the whole world;
What glorious thing can we find in them, in which there is no example of it?
If all beauties, the number in nature is spacious,
Only a lot of goodness in it we see unspeakably;
It is impossible to imagine all of our mental gaze;
So, let us imagine with her one glory of the mountains.
They are beyond the clouds, they ascend to the stars;
They are our shield when enemies start a war;
Floating in the depths, they are a move.
From them springs and currents of many waters rustle;
They water the face of the earth, enrich the fruit;
Pleasant gardens and dales irrigate.
Is it not in these that the image of all Elizabeth is visible?
She ascended to the stars with her majesty;
We are covered with its fortress from comparators,
And in disaster waves we run to her for protection;
From her, a bounty stream flows on her subjects
And spreads to the west and east.
Beautiful mountain, approved by God,
Elnsavet, tied with a crown and glory,
Stand still in the midst of the Russian Paradise;
This is what love says, and loyalty is before you,
And pleasure with undoubted hope
Under the shadow of your incomparable generosity.
Your cover will be adjacent to heaven;
Dew will always come down to us from you.
How miraculous deeds Elizabeth reveals:
Through cooling in us, the flame excites.
Inscription on the illumination presented on Her Majesty's Name Day 1754 *
INscription ON THE ILLUMINATION PRESENTED ON HER MAJESTY'S THESAME DAY 1754, WHERE THE TEMPLE OF RUSSIAN WELFARE IS DESIGNED, IN FRONT OF WHICH IS AT THE GATES AN OBELISK WITH THE VENZLE NAME OF HER MAJESTY, BECAUSE RUSSIA SITTING IN JOY
Russia, raising its head to a height,
Looks at its limits beauty,
It seems in joy to abundant peace,
What is approved in it, the monarch, by you,
Counting many contentments, says:
“Kohl sweet bliss amuses me!
Opponents do not dare to my limits,
And greedy publicans 1 do not bother bargaining inside.
The path to wickedness in the courts has become cramped to malice 2 ;
Freedom with silence both in villages and in cities;
Shelters, fortresses and temples rise walls;
And knowledge flourishes, endowed with bounty.
What can I do to my monarch?
And for the glory of her name, what should I create?
What joys in this day will I present the views?
All the temples are too narrow for me, and the pyramids are low.
Ah, if jealousy was compared to the strength of forces,
That would be the Caucasus on the Riphean ridge now,
I would put it in honor of the wonderful obelisks
Above the clouds, close to the limits of the stars.
Inscription for the masquerade on October 24, 1754 in the house of Ivan Ivanovich Shuvalov *
THE INscription FOR THE MASQUERADE ON OCTOBER 24, 1754 IN THE HOUSE OF HIS EXCELLENCY REAL CHAMBERGREE AND CAVALIER IVAN IVANOVICH SHUVALOV
Europe that will give birth, that other parts of the world,
What is autumn, what is winter, spring and meekness of summer,
What is air and land, what is sea and forests
You had everything, contentment and beauty.
Yesterday I saw everything and now I see with the spirit,
I still hear music, thunder and crackling.
I see galloping different beauties,
Which, Maecenas, you inspired to fun.
You multiply your common joy
And you communicate inner joy with everyone.
We show off among the abundant paradise rivers.
If happy, if Elizabeth's age is red!
Inscription on the illumination and masquerade of Count Peter Ivanovich Shuvalov, October 26, 1754 *
INscription ON THE ILLUMINATION AND THE MASQUERADE OF HIS LOUNGE COUNT PETER IVANOVICH SHUVALOV, OCTOBER 26 DAY 1754
Russia once through a formidable fate
Defeated near saw the end!
That Rurik received with the royal scepter,
What Olga, Svyatoslav 1, Vladimir gave to the Russians.
That we are Yaroslav 2 and the brave Monomakh
Reached, as the enemies looked at us with fear.
Then, that Alexander saved from troubles by heroism,
That Demetrius covered up from his enemies in a terrible hour.
And than we were lifted up by two strictly John 3,
All their glorious labors mourned trampled.
She barely lifted her head from the ashes
And I found an assistant in your great-grandfather.
Monarch, he raised the walls of the ruins,
Disorders stopped and delivered from enemies.
Your grandfather raised Russia to the highest degree,
And he showed the world the praise of glorious deeds.
Your great father with wide feet
Ascending, exalted us above other countries;
But, not having reached the top, according to the common fate of all,
I entrusted all my work to you.
And the Almighty hastens your cheerfulness,
The degree delivers us to the upper one,
That his grace will abide in us forever,
Young Paul in this is given us a pledge and a seal.
O ancestral beauty, Peter's daughter and glory!
Accepted by your courage his power,
Through your indulgence rises to us,
And the victim of sincere desires cries out:
Yes, mercy to your all-seeing eye
He will set you high, like the top of heaven.
Inscription on the day of accession to the throne of Her Majesty 1754 *
INscription ON THE DAY OF THE ACCESSION TO THE THRON OF HER MAJESTY, 1754, WHERE IT IS SIMILARIZED TO THE GREAT LAMP BURNED BY THE FIRE OF HEAVENLY AND SHOUTING ITS RAYS ON THE THEATER FILLED WITH IMAGES OF THE CASES OF PETER THE GREAT
Father of the Fatherland, Great Peter 1
Laid labors for the common good:
Terrible enemies regiments are armed
And the fleets of the sea are great covered;
Useful rites and courts everywhere,
Arts and sciences rising fruits,
Were taken from his seed, hesitated
And covered with dark envy in the darkness.
But God shone them with an inexpressible miracle,
Not allowing the lamp to stand under a bushel.
Elizabeth's kindness as candles
He opened it, and the bright day flashed upon us in the night.
Exalted to the throne, monarch, you shine
And you multiply Peter's enlightenment,
And the Most High made a covenant to us through Paul,
That the tribe will give unquenchable light.
Inscription for the new year 1755 *
INscription FOR THE NEW YEAR 1755, WHERE THE POSSESSION OF HER MAJESTY IS SIMILARIZED TO THE PIEREL WITH THE TEMPLE OF THE RESIDENCE AND WITH GOING AND OUTGOING SHIPS
In truth, eternity is a vast ocean,
That the whirlwinds are forever given to fluctuate.
In her summer ships that soon run through
And in the distance they close themselves unknown.
Who is the fate of evil in the abyss is immersed
Or tired of the excitement of fear,
That through the rapids and the vents of troubles are deep
Can't see them through bitter tears streams.
But, as a haven through them coming into oneself
People rejoice with wealth and sight,
Like meek and us Elizabeth
In the haven of bounty is the debts of summer.
These ships are filled with contentment
We see, having fun, from a happy land.
For many joys we count the long years
And we acknowledge her mercy by their measure.
Let them fly past others among the shafts,
They are not in a hurry to leave our silence.
In the beautiful island of the coveted power
We send the century calm, incomparable,
Who went out enjoying the bountiful ship,
What made us glad in your haven.
And raining a new one, monarch, parish,
Accept wishes from the faithful people,
So that among your calm kingdoms of waters
This new year's ship was great.
Yes, many then we will see full of contentment,
Not knowing that the whirlwind, not knowing that the waves.
Inscription on the new building of Sarskoye Selo *
Although Rome trod the defeated kingdoms,
However, seven centuries and more rebelled;
Rather, meek you, monarch, with your hand
You build Russia without war behind you
And generously exalt us with yours;
Without destroying kingdoms, in Russia you build Rome.
An example is the Sarsky house; who sees, everyone wonders,
Saying that soon Rome will be ashamed of us.
Neither time, nor labor, nor a subject of the whole world
There he didn't do as well as Elisabeth did here.
Between July and August 1756
The inscription on the equestrian image of Elisaveta Petrovna cast from copper in the Amazonian dress *
THE INscription ON THE EQUESTRIAN MOLDED COPPER IMAGE OF HER IMPERIAL MAJESTY THE EMPRESS ELISAVETA PETROVNA IN AMAZONIAN DRESS
Seeing Apollo in copper depicted
Goddess of Russia gorgeous view
And the vivacity of that metal is animated,
Carefully hurried to him from the Parnassus mountains.
He said, delighted, to the builder of peruns:
“I would stand and raise my city and Neptunes,
When to protect Priam's scepter and throne
Came like this queen Amazon.
And all the insidious Greek strength would be in vain,
Elizabeth would depose them in one hour.
Caption on the same image *
Great father and beautiful mother
I will depict the metal like a daughter,
Heroic vivacity and meek gaze alive.
Broadcasts, it seems, from a thing to us silent
Hope, courage, generosity, mercy, peace.
Pleasant as spring, flies like marshmallows.
Lighter than gold, copper shines in this image,
What only the great goddess represents.
Between 1751 and 1757
To the cheerful announcement of the superiority of the newly invented artillery over the old *
TO THE JOYFUL ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE SUPERIORITY OF THE NEWLY INVENTED ARTILLERY OVER THE OLD GENERAL FELDZUEIGMEISTER AND THE CAVALIER COUNT PETER IVANOVICH SHUVALOV
For the benefit of society, if it is joyful to work,
From envy, moreover, since it is boring to fight,
You are in the correction of grants, income, rights
He tried it himself, hardworking count!
The same feel in themselves zealots and others,
Which honor in you to the Fatherland merit.
Strive for good, if you can,
To spend the day in favor and without rest the night,
And hear unkind words about yourself,
It is not easier than to stand against a bloody slaughter.
Whoever wins is truly a hero.
Everyone should be set as an example by your deed.
To your zeal, the companion is the co-worker himself,
And the truth in the light of their monarch is a witness.
Glory to us, fear of enemies in the regiments of your fires;
As before, so in the future, fall, strike, drive!
It is a great thing to command the regiments,
Solemnly stand nasty over the bodies
And hear the joyful victorious click,
Contempt with him mixed and groaning and crying is great;
Strive for the future and battle, and victory,
And thus perseverance to eradicate everything in a neighbor;
Bring peace to the Fatherland with glory,
So that it could then bloom in silence.
Great praise and he is worthy in the war,
Whoever fights with the enemy in thought is calm;
Calm scolding leads the art of cunning hands,
Preparing fear for enemies and deadly sound.
Without that, courage is heroic,
Nor the firmness of strength, the countless army
Stand against a stubborn enemy.
Here the need requires thunder to reflect,
So that before we, not disgusting, reach us,
And we would crush their regiments into pieces;
And the flame would be enemies in a sudden hour
From the Russian army, without giving birth, it went out.
So what one invents by fiction,
With reasonable courage another uses,
Commendable to both in this feat labors
The world will bring us the desired fruits.
The bright leader is already leading us to spring,
And the universe is waiting for who will be the winner.
There Varta 1 with Odra twists his jets
And it seems to the humidity of the lights a terrible sight,
What furiously sounded from Russian hands with them
And so their opponents' blood was thickened.
Sequana and Danube 2 lift heads up,
To hear the thunder and the sound of those who came from the Neva.
There Audra, Thames, Wren are bloody driven by waves 3 ;
Muddled in the shores with hope, full of fear.
Everyone is waiting for the land where hope will fly.
All Parnassus told me: “There is a regiment there
With Elizabeth, God and the courage of the generals,
Russian chest, your guns, Shuvalov.
Second half of February 1760
To Sarskoe Selo on August 24, 1764 *
Meadows, bushes, pleasant heights,
Example and pattern of Edenic beauty,
Worthy of praise, I now wish you,
But higher on what to honor, I still do not know.
Is it not because everywhere there are amenities in the gardens
And gentle marshmallows luxuriate in flowers?
Or that for your sake the arts of glorious power
Have you exhausted all your ability and cunning?
Or what a golden mountain shines from you,
Where do we see the city of Great Peter? 1
Mountain, or that house, decent to the gods of the earth,
To the rest of the Majesty calm?
This Ekaterina region is the most beautiful of all:
Under her, the golden age is here and paradise blooms.
She enlivens all beauty with her presence,
How the light delights with kindness and glory.
To the statue of Peter the Great. Ode on the day of accession to the All-Russian throne of Her Majesty the Empress Empress Elisaveta Petrovna, 1747
To the statue of Peter the Great
Elizabeth erected here the specter of Petrov
To the delight of the Russians of all, but who was he,
This city and fleet, arts and troops, says,
Civil labors and heroic deeds.
OH YEAH
on the day of accession to the All-Russian throne
Her Majesty the Empress Empress
Elisaveta Petrovna 1747
Oh you who are waiting
Fatherland from its bowels
And he wants to see them.
Which calls from foreign countries,
Oh, your days are blessed!
Be emboldened now
Show with your care
What can own
Platonov And quick minds
Peutons Russian land to give birth.
The sciences nourish young men.
They give joy to the old,
Decorate in a happy life
In an accident, take care;
Joy in domestic difficulties
And in distant wanderings is not a hindrance.
Science is everywhere
Among the nations and in the wilderness,
In the city noise and alone,
In peace, sweet and in work ...
Questions
1. What "calms" are the works of Lomonosov cited in the textbook?
2. What is the main idea of each of them?
3. What works of Lomonosov do you know?
Enrich your speech
1. Look in the dictionary of literary terms for the meaning of words ode, poem, tragedy, drama, satire, epigram. Remember what "calms" the great scientist and poet refers to these genres. What words give special solemnity to the read texts?
2. Give examples in which cases it is possible not to use words in modern speech reputed, dare, joy. How do you understand the lines: ...can its own Platons / And quick-witted Newtons / The Russian land give birth. Spiders feed young men. Do they give joy to the old?
3. Make a small dictionary of obsolete words.
4. Make up a story about the poet, based on the works and articles you read.
5. Prepare an expressive reading of one of the poems or one of the odes, think about "a laudatory word to Lomonosov, a poet, scientist, public figure."
downloadBiographical audio article about Kondraty Ryleev based on school textbooks of literature, anthologies and the Children's Encyclopedia.
Kondraty Fedorovich Ryleev (1795 - 1826) was born in the village. Batovo, Petersburg province, in the family of a retired lieutenant colonel from an old noble family. Received a military education. He fought as part of the Russian troops with the army of Napoleon. In 1818 he retired. From January 1821 until the spring of 1824 he served as deputy of the St. Petersburg Criminal Chamber, then - the ruler of the office of the Russian-American Trading Company.
In 1823 he was accepted by I. Pushchin into the Northern Society and soon became one of its leaders. Participated in the uprising on December 14, 1825 on the Senate Square. July 13, 1826 was executed.
Ryleev's earliest poetic experiments date back to 1813-1814. This is a patriotic ode, a friendly message, elegies, songs, epigrams. In the autumn of 1820, the satire "To the temporary worker" was written, which brought fame to its author. In 1822, 13 thoughts of Ryleev appear. Contemporaries noted "nationality" in Ryleev's thoughts, a simple and natural language. The romantic poem "Voinarovsky" (1825) was rated by Pushkin above "dooms".
