Love lyrics Feta. Love Lyrics A. A. Feta. Metaphors and epitts

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Many schoolchildren with difficulty distinguish the poetry of Feta from Tyutchevsky creations - undoubtedly in this guy of the teacher, who has impressed correctly to present masterpieces of two meters of Russian literature. I assure, after this article about interesting facts from the life of Feta, you will follow, you will learn to distinguish the poetics of Afanasia Afanasyevich from Fedor Ivanovich Tyutchev, I will try very briefly!

In the poetry of Tyutchev, the world is represented by cosmic, even the forces of nature come to life and become natural spirits surrounding a person. The motifs in feta work are more close to reality (landing). For us, a description of these landscapes, images of real people, love Feta is the same sophisticated feeling, but the earthly and affordable.

Mystery of the surname Poet

As a child, A.Fet experienced a shock - he was deprived of the noble title and his father's surname. This surname of the writer Shenshin, his father is the retired Russian Rothmist, and the mother is the German beauty Charlotte Fet. Parents met in Germany, where they instantly spinned a stormy novel. Charlotte was married, but completely unhappy in marriage, her husband loved to drink and often raised her hand on her. Having met the noble Russian military, she fell in love with him, and even maternal feelings did not prevent the reunification of two hearts - Charlotte had a daughter. Already in the seventh month of pregnancy Charlotte escapes to Russia to Athanasius Sheenshin. Later, Shenshin will write a letter to her husband, but in response, he will receive the telegram of obscene content. After all, the lovers committed a non-Christian act.

The future poet was born in the Oryol province, in the metric book he was recorded by Afanasiy Sheenshin. Charlotte and Shenshin had happened only two years after the birth of the son. At the age of 14, Athanasius was recognized as illegitimate, he was returned to the surname of Fet and refer to the "foreigner". As a result, the boy loses his noble origin and the inheritance of the father's father. Later he will restore his rights, but after many, many years.

Fet and Tolstoy

The works of Lotman meets the mention of one unusual case from the life of two great writers. In the card games in those days they played everything, especially loved to chant (but now not about him). So, the game process was quite emotional, in the impulse, players tearned and threw cards to the floor, together with them and money fell. But it was considered indecent to raise this money, they remained lying on the floor until the end of the game, and then they were taken by lackeys in the form of tips.

Once the secular sieves (including Fet and Tolstoy) played a card game, and Fet was bent, so as to raise the fallen appliance. Everyone was a bit strange, but not to Tolstoy, the writer fed to his friend to highlight the candle. There is nothing shameful in this act, because Fet has played for his last money, unlike rivals.

Fet wrote and prose

In the 60s of the 19th century, Fet began work on prose, as a result, two prosaic compilations were published, consisting of essays and short sampling stories.

"We can not serve" - \u200b\u200bthe story of unhappy love

With Maria Lazich, the poet met the ball in the house of the famous officer Petkovich (this happened in 1848, when the sun was mercilessly at the border of the Kiev and Kherson provinces). Maria Lazic was charming - high, slim, dim, with a drain dark thick hair. Fet immediately realized that Mary for him like Beatrice for Dante. Then Fetu was 28 years old, and Maria - 24 years old, it was all responsibility for the house and younger sisters, because she was a daughter of a poor Serbian general. Since then, the entire love lyrics of the writer is dedicated to this particular young lady.

According to contemporaries, Maria did not differ in incomparable beauty, but was pleasant and seductive. So Athanasius and Maria began to communicate, write each other letters, hold joint evenings in the discussion of art. But once overclocking her diary (then all the girls had diaries, in which they rewrite favorite poems, quotes, attached photos), Fet noticed the music signs, under which there was a signature - Ferrenz Leaf. Firth famous composer of that time that toured in the 40s in Russia, met Maria and even devoted her musical work. First, Fet was upset, jealousy smeared on him, but then when he heard the melody sounds great for Mary, asked to play it constantly.

But marriage between Afanasi and Maria was impossible, he does not have the means for existence and title, and Maria at least from the poor family, but from the noble. The relatives of Lazich did not know about it and did not understand why Fet communicates with their daughter for two years, but does not make sentences. Naturally, rumors and speculation about the Feta and immorality of Mary have gone around the city. Then Athanasius said his beloved that their marriage is impossible, and the relationship should be urgently stopped. Maria asked Athanasius to just be near without marriage and money.

But in the spring of 1850 it happened terrible. In desperation, Maria sat in his room, tried to gather with thoughts, how to live on how to achieve an eternal and unreasonable union with her beloved. Suddenly, she stood sharply, why the lamp fell on a long siny dress, in a matter of seconds the flames covered the girl's hair, she only had time to shout "Save letters!". Relatives put out the fire of madness, but the number of burns on the body was incompatible with life, after four painful days, Maria died. The last words were "he is not guilty, and I ..". There is an assumption that it was suicide, and not just a random death.

Marriage of convenience

After years, Fet marries Maria Botkin, but no longer due to strong love, but by calculation. In his heart and verses, the image of high and black-haired Mary Lazich will forever be preserved.

How Feet Title Returned

The poet took several years of service in the infantry troops to achieve officer ranks and get a nobility. He absolutely did not like the army way of life, Fet wanted to engage in literature, not war. But to regain their legitimate status, he was ready to endure any difficulties. After the service, Fetu had to work for 11 years of the judge and only then the writer was worthy of getting a noble title!

Attempt of suicide

After receiving the noble title and the generic estate, who achieved the main goal of Fet under some kind of pretext asked his wife to go to visit someone. On November 21, 1892, closed in the office, drank a glass of champagne, called the secretary, dictating the last lines.

"I do not understand the conscious multiplication of inevitable suffering. Voluntarily go to the inevitable. November 21, Fet (Shenshin) "

I got the stiletto for cutting paper and put his hand over the temple, the secretary managed to pull the stiletto from the hand of the writer. At this point, Fet jumped out of the office to the dining room, tried to grab the knife, but immediately fell. The secretary ran up to the dying writer, who said only one word "voluntary" and died. Heirs the poet left after herself.

The highest achievement of late Fetovo poetry is his love poems, undoubtedly the most unusual and most passionate love poems written by a seventy-year-old man. In them, the Feta method - to use in poetry only their own depressed emotions - won a brilliant victory. They are so saturated that they look like a quintessence of passion. They are much more difficult to translate than its early melodies, and I do not decide to quote here the examples that Professor Elton leads in his fetal report. But these verses belong to the most precious diamonds of our poetry. Love theme for feta is especially significant. Fet considered it the main topic of poetry: "Elegant sympathy, established in his all-job attractiveness by nature in nature in order to preserve species, will always remain grain and the center that every poetic thread appears" (letter Polonsky). Meanwhile, Turgenev, a thin connoisseur of Feta lyrics, wrote to him: "All your personal, lyrical, love, especially passionate poems - weaker than others: exactly you have been composed, and did not exist on the subject of the verses." What actually has in mind Turgenev? Apparently, the fact that with a thin disclosure of soulful experiences Fet does not give individual images of women. Fet paints feelings, experiences, but not those who worry. However, this can be said not only about women, but also about men, - first of all about the lyrical "I" poekh feta. This is a very generalized "I", almost having individual signs. We can say about the subject of poems feta that this is a person passionately loving nature and art, observant who knows how to find beauty in everyday manifestations of life, etc., but to give more specific - psychological, biographical, social - characteristic of it we are not We can.

In solitude, I'll forget if

Eyelashes Lee Dream Sends me like a dream -

You, you again went in front of me,

My spring days are surrounded by Siagan.

All that is destroyed, but in the poor heart is alive,

That the abyss between us is gaping legally,

Unable to keep the soul of my impulse,

And again I'm with you - and you have light.

Not for you idol changeable and brag

In hearty blindness from the dust, I create;

I am this Dal Mila: in it - the ghost is constant

Again, clean, I stand brighter before you.

Neither baby tears of my, nor a soul flour sickly,

I can't blame no female weakness,

To the shrine, they strive to the fortune-free

And terrified your image of your shore.

This is one of the rare poems in the Russian poetry written by a man from the face of a woman. The consciousness of his sinless coexists in it with the consciousness of his shame. The brightest, irresistiblely enthusiastic to the memory of young days is what causes a loose meal and horror shame. The ruined idol again and recreates and turns into dust again. The poems are written on the face of a woman, but in their tonality they are close to verses, inspired by the memory of Lazich, - and you can think that these verses are inspired by the poet the same experiences. Bright, clean, sinless - these epithets are naturally in the mouth of a man who mourning the woman ruined by him than in the lips of a woman who recalls their youth: they would give out complacency, self-love. If so - here is a creative experiment: Fet imagines the Maria of the remaining alive, represents the feelings that she experienced, mentally referring to him. There is something like that in other poems:

At least the memory and tells that between us grave,

When you are here, in front of me.

And dream of me that you got out of the coffin,

The same you flew off from the ground

And dream, dream: we are also young,

And you glanced, as before I looked.

("In the silence and darkness of the mysterious night ...")

We take a look at the early poems of Feta, which contemporaries seemed to be "Geniyevsky". Here is a poem, each of the three storage begins with the words: "I'm waiting ...". Waiting, of course, his beloved, - but it is not said right. At the end of the second stanza, waiting tensions increase:

I hear heartbeat

And thrill in your hands and in the legs.

In another poet of that era, the voltage would be allowed by the arrival or commissioned beloved; Feta has an end to another:

Star rolled to the west ...

Sorry, Golden, sorry!

("I'm waiting ... a nightingale echo ...")

There was a sharp impression of fragmentation, deliberate overannance. It is unrequited for a beloved girl - here is more than an ordinary topic for lyrical poem. But how does it develop her Fet?

Ah, child, tied to you

I love free!

Today you are, my baby,

Ded to me in the star crown.

What is the sparks these stars!

What kind of meek shinny!

You yourself, my baby,

What a bright creation!

The image of the queen of stars pushed out the topic of "gratuitous" love and broke the poem "in Geniyevsky".

Fet loved Maria Lazich, but neither feeling nor the consciousness that he met a woman who could understand him and highlight his life with his love, could not defeat the convictions of Feta in the fact that he would finally perish, marrying the idleness ... Feta love retreated Before prosecuting. Yes, and was his love by the love, which is able to give genuine happiness to love and beloved? Was there a Fet in generally capable only for such love, which disturb the imagination and, sublimating, is out of his work?

Il is a passion sick lick

And the heat of the night will catch in sight?

Roman ended with separation, which soon followed the death of Lazich, burned from the matches carelessly. It is possible that it was disguised suicide.

The memory of this tragic novel was not lost to the feta of its acute, and a number of wonderful poems is associated with this memoir.

That grass that far away on your grave

Here on the heart, than old it is, the fresh ...

Words about the coming indifference were forever forgotten. The image of Mary Lazic in the halo is trusting love and the tragic fetter fetter fetter fetter fastened, this image inspired him to death. From his feather, the words of love, repentance, longing, often amazing on fearless frankness were broken. In the "Evening Fires" there is a whole cycle of poems (not highlighted formally in the cycle), dedicated to the tragically lost beloved of the adolescence of Feta Maria Lazich. Eternity, invariance, constancy of love for her poet, his living perception of the long-gone person act in these poems as a form of overcoming time and death, separating people.

Long forgotten, under the light layer of dust,

The features of the cherished, you again in front of me

And in the hour of spiritual flour instantly resurrected

All that long has long been lost soul.

Burning fire shame, again there are eyes

One credulity, hope and love,

And sincere words fading patterns

From my hearts to the las are chasing blood.

I am convicted of dumb witnesses

Spring soul of my and dusk winter.

You are the same bright, saints, young,

As at that terrible hour, when we were forgiven.

And I trusted treacherous sound -

As if outside the love there is something in the world!

I boldly pushed your hand written to you,

I condemned myself for eternal separation

And with a cold in the chest, it was set on a long journey ...

("Old letters")

You all understood infant soul

Tho, I gave a secret force to me,

And at least life is destined to keep me without you,

But we are with you, we can not separate.

These are not - and I'm not afraid of the coffins,

I envy your silence is yours

And, not judging by neither stupidity, no malice,

Mostly soon your nonsense!

("You depressed, I'm still suffering ...")

Long dreamed of cries of your screams, -

Long, for a long time I dreamed of that joyful moment,

I missed you - an unfortunate executioner.

I filed a hand to me, asked: "Going?"

A little in my eyes I noticed two droplets of tears;

These sparks in the eyes and cold trembling

I am in the sleepless nights forever suffered.

("For a long time I dreamed of screaming of your screams ...")

Although there and says that there is a grave between us,

At least every day delirious to another, -

Unable to believe I forget me,

When you are here, in front of me.

Whether beauty flashes other for a moment,

I feel about it, I know you;

And tenderness I am heard the blow

And, shuddering, I sing.

("No, I did not change. Until old age ...")

Feta love lyrics feed more memories and dreams than a direct feeling. In most love poems, Feta verbs are used in the past time. In the present time or in the imperative inclination ("Do not avoid; I don't pray ...", "I'm sorry - and everyone forget to the cloudless hour ...", "Do not blame that I am confused ...", "Love Me! As soon as your humble ... "and others) verbs are predominantly given in the love poems of the last decade. In the period 1882-- 1892, in the seventh and eighth dozen years, Fet writes especially many love poems, and they are almost first talking about the present, and not about the last love, facing their beloved, and not just to the image of the same beloved. It would be possible to talk about the second love cycle of Feta, if it were known to whom it was addressed, - at least one woman or a few women who caused a sense of love in the poet, even whether new experiences were fixed in these verses or and and Old creatively moved from the past. For some poems, the latter is hard to accept, - so lively they draw the peripetics of love relationships, - but Fet's self explained their origin so, and several poems devoted to the theme of the former young feeling preserved in the old man's memory: "V. S. Solovyov "(" You are amazing that I still sing ... ")," dilapidated, semi-flower grave ... "," Everything, everything that is, and before it was ... ". The last poem begins as:

Everything, everything is mine, what is and before

In dreams and dreams there is no time of the shackles;

Blessed dream soul did not share:

There are no senile and youthful dreams.

As long as the breast of the earth

Although I will barely breathe

All the thrill of life young

I will be wounded everywhere.

("I still love," Tomorrow ... ")

E. V. Yermilova subtly notices about the senile love verses of Feta: "... This is all the same sense of love in life, in her eternal beauty, aware of the poet on the outcome of years with even greater sharpness." In essence, the same fated itself said:

Only meet your smile

Or a look caught your more beautiful, -

Not you love love i nooo

And your beauty beloved

For Feta, love is the only content of human being, the only faith. His nature itself loves - not together, and instead of man.

November 23, 1820 in the village of Novoselki, located near Mtsensk, in the family of Carolina Charlotte Fet and Athanasius Neofitovich Shenshina born the great Russian poet Athanasius Afanasyevich Fet. His parents married him without an Orthodox rite abroad (the mother of the poet was Lutheran), which is why the marriage, legalized in Germany, was invalid in Russia.

Deprivation of the noble title

Later, when the wedding was made on the Orthodox rite, Afanasy Afanasyevich had already lived under the name of the mother - Fet, considering her an extramarital child. The boy turned out to be deprived of, except for the father's family, and the noble title, Russian citizenship and the right to inheritance. For the young man for many years, the most important way to regain the surname of Shenshin and all the rights associated with it. Only under the old age, he was able to achieve this, returning his hereditary nobility.

Training

The future poet in 1838 entered the boarding school of Professor Pogodin in Moscow, and in August of the same year he was enrolled in the verbal branch at Moscow University. In the family of his classmate and a friend he lived student years. Friendship of young people contributed to the formation of common ideals and views on art.

First samples of feather

Athanasiy Afanasyevich begins to compose poems, and in 1840 the poetic collection published at his own expense is published under the name "Lyrical Pantheon". In these poems, Evgenia Baratynsky's poetic creativity was clearly heard, and since 1842, Athanasius Afanasyevich is constantly printed in the journal "Patrican Notes". Vissarion Grigorievich Belinsky already in 1843 he writes that from all the poets living in Moscow Fets of All Darovitee, and the verses of this author puts along with the works of Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov.

The need for military career

Fets sought to literary activities throughout the soul, but the instability of the material and social status forced the poet to change their fate. Athanasius Afanasyevich in 1845 comes with a non-commissioned officer in one of the regiments located in the Kherson province, in order to be able to get an offacarious nobility (the right to which the senior officer Chin gave). He almost stops printed from the literary environment and the metropolitan life, also because, due to the fall in demand for poetry, magazines do not show interest in his verses.

Tragic event in the personal life of Feta

In Kherson, the tragic event was happening in Kherson: in the fire, his beloved was died - Maria Lazich, a woman-idle girl, at which he did not decide to marry because of his poverty. After the Feta refusal, a strange incident happened to her: the dress was torn from the candle to Mary, she ran into the garden, but did not cope with the extinguishing of clothes and suffocated in smoke. This could be suspected to try to try to finish with me, and in verses Feta will still sound the echoes of this tragedy (for example, a poem "when you read the painful lines ...", 1887).

Admission to L. yeb-Guard Ulan Region

In 1853, there is a steep turn in the fate of the poet: he managed to enter the guard, in the Liebe Guard House-held near St. Petersburg Regiment. Now Athanasius Afanasyevich gets the opportunity to visit the capital, renews his literary activities, it begins to regularly print poems in the "contemporary", "Russian Bulletin", "domestic notes", "Library for reading". He gets closer to Ivan Turgenev, Nikolai Nekrasov, Vasily Botkin, Alexander Druzhinin - editors of the "contemporary". Feta name, by that time already semi-forgotten, again appears in the reviews, articles, chronicle of the magazine, and since 1854 his poems are printed. Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev became a poet's mentor and even prepared a new edition of his works in 1856.

The fate of the poet in 1856-1877

In the service of Feta was not lucky: the rules for receiving the hereditary nobility tightened each time. In 1856, he left a military career, and without having achieved his main goal. In Paris, in 1857, Athanasiy Afanasyevich married the daughter of a rich merchant, Maria Petrovna Botkin, and acquired the estate in the Mtsensky district. At that time he almost did not write poems. Being a supporter of conservative views, Fet sharply adversely perceived the cancellation of serfdom in Russia and, since 1862, it began to regularly publish essays in the "Russian Bulletin", who were pronounced from the standpoint of landowner. In 1867-1877, he performed the position of magistrate. In 1873, Finally, Afanasy Afanasyevich receives an offacarious nobility.

Fate Feta in the 1880s

In the literature, the poet is refunded only in the 1880s, moving to Moscow and rich. In 1881, his long-standing dream was carried out - the translation of his beloved philosopher, "Peace as a Will and View" was released. In 1883, the translation of all the writings of the poet Horace began, started in Fetom in his student years. By the period from 1883 to 1991, the release of four issues of the poetic collection "Evening lights" belongs to the light.

Feta Lyrics: General Characteristics

Afanasia Afanasyevich's poetry, in its origins romantic, is like a link between the works of Vasily Zhukovsky and Alexander Blok. Late poem poem for Tyutchev tradition. Feta Feta Lyrics - Love and Landscape.

In the 1950s-1960s, during the formation of Afanasia Afanasyevich as a poet, in the literary environment, Nekrasov and his supporters were almost fattened in a literary environment - the apologists of chanting public, civilian ideals of poetry. Therefore, Athanasius Afanasyevich with his creativity, it can be said, spoke somewhat inexpressive. Features Feta lyrics did not allow him to join Nekrasov and his group. After all, according to representatives of civil poetry, poems must be necessarily topical, performing a propaganda and ideological task.

Philosophical motifs

Feta permeates all his work, reflected in the landscape, and in love poetry. Although Athanasius Afanasyevich was even friendly with many poets of Nekrasovsky Circle, he argued that art should not be interested in anything other than beauty. Only in love, nature and actually art (painting, music, sculpture), he found an incredit harmony. Feta's philosophical Lyrics sought to leave as far as possible from reality, contemplating the beauty of everyday life and bitterness of everyday life. This led to the adoption in the 1940s by Afanasiy Afanasyevich romantic philosophy, and in the 1960s - the so-called theory of pure art.

The prevailing mood in his works is to use nature, beauty, art, memories, delight. Such are the features of Feta lyrics. Often the poet meets the motive of flight from the ground away after the lunar light or charming music.

Metaphors and epitts

Everything belongs to the category of sublime and beautiful, endowed with wings, primarily a love feeling and song. Feta Lyrics often uses metaphors such as "winged sleep", "winged song", "winged hour", "Winged word sound", "enveloped by delight", etc.

Epitts in its works are usually described not the object itself, but the impression of the lyrical hero from the seen. Therefore, they may be inexplicable logically and unexpected. For example, a violin can obtain the definition of "melting". Characteristic of feta epithets - "dead dreams", "fragile speech", "silver dreams", "grass in sobbing", "Widden Azure" and others.

Often the picture is drawn with the help of visual associations. The poem "singer" is a bright example. It shows the desire to embody the sensations created by the song melody, into specific images and sensations, of which the Feta Lyrics consist of.

These poems are very unusual. So, "Dal Rings", and "Krotko shines" a smile of love, "the voice burns" and freezes away, as if "dawn over the sea" to spill up with a loud tide pearl again. Such complex bold images did not know Russian poetry at that time. They have established a lot later, only with the advent of symbolists.

Speaking about the creative manner of Feta, I also mention impressionism, which is based on directly fixing the impressions of reality.

Nature in the work of the poet

Feta landscape lyrics - source of divine beauty in eternal updates and diversity. Many critics mentioned that nature is described by this author as if from the window of the landlord estate or from the perspective of the park, as if specifically in order to cause admiration. Feta landscape lyrics is a universal expression of beauty not touched by a man in the world.

Nature for Afanasia Afanasyevich is part of his own "I", a background for its experiences and feelings, a source of inspiration. Feta Lyrics seem to erase the line between the external and inner world. Therefore, human properties in his verses can be attributed to darkness, air, even color.

Very often, nature in the lyrics of Feta is a night landscape, since at night, when the daily bustle calms down, the easiest to enjoy the comprehensive, unpretentious beauty. At this time, the poet has no glimpses of chaos, fascinating and frightening Tyutchev. Hidden by the day of the majestic harmony. Not the wind and darkness, and the stars and the moon go to the first place. The stars read Fet's Fetal Book of Eternity (poem "among stars").

The topics of Feta lyrics are not limited to the description of nature. The special section of his work is poetry dedicated to love.

Love Lyrics Feta

Love for the poet is the whole sea of \u200b\u200bfeelings: both timid tomorrow, and the pleasure of spiritual proximity, and apotheosis of passion, and the happiness of two souls. The poetic memory of this author did not see the borders, which allowed him to write devoted to the first love of the poem even on the slope of his years as if he was still impressed by such a welcoming recent date.

Most often, the poet described the origin of the feeling, the most enlightened, romantic and trepidate moments: the first contact of the hands, long looks, the first evening walk in the garden, boring the spiritual proximity to contemplation of the beauty of nature. The lyrical hero says that no less than happiness itself, values \u200b\u200bsteps to it.

Feta landscape and love lyrics make up inseparable unity. The aggravated perception of nature is often caused by love experiences. A bright example of this is a miniature "whisper, timid breathing ..." (1850). The fact that there are no verbs in the poem - not just the original technique, but also a whole philosophy. There is no action because it is actually described only one moment or a number of moments, fixed and self-sufficient. The image of the beloved, described by detail, as if dissolved in the overall range of feelings of the poet. There is no whole portrait of the heroine - it should supplement it and recreate the reader's imagination.

Lyric love Feta is often complemented by other motifs. So, in the poem "shone the night. The moon was full of garden ..." Three feelings are connected in a single impulse: admiration for music, a ceiling night and inspired singing, developing in love for the singer. The whole soul of the poet dissolves in music and at the same time in the soul of a singing heroine, which is a living embodiment of this feeling.

This poem is difficult to rank unambiguously to love lyrics or verses of art. Rather, it would be possible to determine it as a hymn of beauty, combining the liveliness of the experience, his charm with a deep philosophical subtext. A similar worldview is called aestheticism.

Athanasius Afanasyevich, having belonging to the wings of inspiration beyond the limits of earthly existence, feels like a master equal to the gods, the strength of his poetic genius overcoming the limitations of human capabilities.

Conclusion

The whole life and creativity of this poet is the search for beauty in love, nature, even death. Could he find it? Only one who really understood the creative heritage of this author was able to answer this question: he heard his works of his works, saw landscape lines, felt the beauty of poetic lines and learned to find harmony in the surrounding world.

We reviewed the main motifs of Feta lyrics, the characteristic features of the creativity of this great writer. So, for example, like any poet, Afanasy Afanasyevich writes about the eternal theme of life and death. He is not afraid of the same death, nor life ("poems about death"). The poet is experiencing only cold indifference, and earthly existence is justified by Afanasiy Afanasyevich Fetom only creative fire, commensurate in his presentation with "whole universe". They sound in verses and antique motifs (for example, "Diana"), and Christian ("Ave Maria", "Madonna").

More information about Feta's work can be found in school textbooks on Russian literature, in which the Lyrics of Afanasia Afanasyevich are considered quite detailed.

From the section "Love lyrics of poets of all times and generations."

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Athanasius Fet.
(1820-1892)

If you love, as I, infinitely,
If you live love and breathe,
I put my hand on my chest carelessly:
Hearts of Beani under do not hear.

Oh, do not consider them! in them, the power of magical,
Every gust is overflowing to you;
So in the spring by the healing jet
Holds moisture hot jet.

Pey, give up moments happy, -
The thrill of bliss all the soul will trimmed;
Drink - and do not ask with an inquisitive,
Will the heart runs out soon, cooled.

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Athanasius Fet.

Shone night. Moon was full of garden. Lying
Rays from our legs in the living room without lights.
The piano was all revealed, and the strings trembled in it,
Like my hearts for your song.

You sang before dawn, in tears is exhausted,
That you are alone - love that no love is different
And so I wanted to live, so that, the sound is not rone,
Love you, hug and cry over you.

And many years have passed, tearing and boring,
And in the quiet night your voice I hear again,
And blows like then, in the sighs of these sonor
What are you alone - all life is that you are alone - love,

That there is no disorders of the fate and the heart of burning flour,
And there is no end of life, and there is no goal,
As soon as we believe in the sobbing sounds,
Love you, hug and cry over you!

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Athanasius Fet.

What is happiness: and night, and we are alone!
River - as a mirror and all glitters stars;
And there ... the head Zakin-ka and look:
What depth and purity above us!

Oh, call me crazy! Nazova
Than you want; In this moment I will be weak
And in the heart I feel such a tide of love,
What I can't be silent, I will not know how!

I'm sick, I'm in love; But, suffering and loving -
About Listen! About Understand! - I do not hide passion,
And I want to say that I love you -
You love you one and wish you!

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Athanasius Fet.

Do not avoid; I do not pray
Neither tears nor the heart of the secret pain,
I want my whole toggie
And repeat you: "love".

I want to go to you, fly,
As waves on the plain water,
Kiss granite cold,
Kiss - and die!

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Athanasius Fet.

No, I have not changed. Until old age
I am the same devotee, I am a slave of your love,
And the old poison of chains, express and cruel,
Still burns in my blood.

At least the memory and tells that between us grave,
At least every day delirious to another, -
Unable to believe I forget me,
When you are here, in front of me.

Whether beauty flashes other for a moment,
I feel about it, I know you;
And tenderness I am heard the blow
And, shuddering, I sing.

Athanasius Fet.

Only meet your smile
Or a look caught your more beautiful, -
I don't see you love
And your beauty is beloved.

About the singer in charge they say
Like a rose in love with a trell
Praise inexlessly he is happy
Above his fragrant cradle.

But silently, puffy clean,
Young garden lady:
Only the song needs beauty,
The beauty and songs are not necessary.

*.....*
...*

Athanasius Fet.

I came to you with greetings,
Tell that the sun rose,
That it is hot light
On sheets fluttered;

Tell me that the forest woke up
All woke up, the branch of each
Each bird was fixed
And spring full of thirst;

Tell me with the same passion
How yesterday I came again,
That the soul is still happiness
And you are ready to serve;

Tell me from everywhere
I am merry on me
What I don't know what I will
Sing - But only the song is ripening.

*.....*
...*

Athanasius Fet.

Cheeks fall scarf heat
Sable, they are covered,
And breathan easy steam
From the nostrils of yours flies.

Cheeky curl in punishment
I went to sixteen years ...
Is it time for us from Katanya? -
Houses are waiting for heat and light -

And go into conversations
Before dawn about love? ..
And frost your patterns
I will write on the glass again.

*.....*
...*
Athanasius Fet.

You say to me: Sorry!
I say: goodbye!
You say: do not be sad!
I plotting recognize.

Washed evening yesterday!
He will be in mom for a long time;
Everyone, - only we are not time;
The flame pale in the fireplace.

What about, - what is this look?
Where is my stinging cold?
Do I'm glad to sadness?
Know, am I taking and young?

What did you sigher? Blossom
Purpose of age-old creating;
You say to me: Forgive!
I say: goodbye!

Behind the short, like a sigh, the surname of the poet is hiding the mystery of his birth and origin, love and mysterious death of his beloved, the secret of the constant feeling for Maria Lazich until the last days of the life of Afanasia Afanasievich Feta.

When Fetu was under seventy and, speaking by his own words, already shone "Evening lights", this poetic recognition was born:

No, I have not changed. Until old age

I am the same devotee, I am a slave of your love,

And the old poison of chains, express and cruel,

Still burns in my blood.

Though memory and tie,

what between us grave,

At least every day delirium

to the other, -

Unable to believe me

so that you forgot me,

When you are here, in front of me.

These verses are exactly one hundred and twenty years, but still they are striking the fiery power of love, overcoming everything, even time and death. Turning to the long-stayed woman's favorite woman, as a living, the poet claims:

Love has words, those words will not die.

We are waiting for us a special court;

He will definitely disassemble us in the crowd

And we will come together,

we can not be separated!

These are lines from the poem "Alter Ego", which translated from Latin means "second I". So the ancient Romans called the most expensive and people close to them. With her "second I", my "second half" - as they say in our people - Fet considered the girl who met and lost back in his youth. After the tragic death of the beloved in the Fetovo lyrics, the motifs and images associated with fire were resistant, whether it is a bonfire, a burning fireplace or a ribbed candle flame.

Tight coals. In twilight

Transparent lights light.

So splashes on a buggy poppy

Wing azure moth.

Venis of Pestry Virenice

Rises, tired Tesha look,

And unsolved faces

From the ashes of gray look.

Gets caressing and friendly

Past happiness and sadness,

And lies the soul that she doesn't need

In total, it is deeply sorry.

On the outcome was the scorching summer of 1848. Athanasius Feth served in the Kirassirian regiment, quartered on the border of the Kiev and Kherson provinces. Military environment in the Ukrainian steppe wilderness of the poet: "We climb different Gogol via to the eyes, and you still need to smile." Single of service daily cassed out only acquaintance with local landlords. Feta was invited to balls and amateur performances.

Once in the hospitable house of the former officer of the Order Regiment
M. I. Petkovich gave the ball. Light stakes of numerous young lady, walling with officers, fluttered around the hall. In large mirrors, the lights of candles were trembling, mysteriously sparkled and flicker decorations on the ladies. And suddenly - as if a bright outbreak of lightning struck the poet: he noticed a slim girl who was standing out among others with his high height and natural grace. Smooth skin, gentle blush, luxury black hair. Fet wished to be presented with the heart of Fet, to be presented to the imaginion of a stranger. It was she - Maria Lazich, which, from now on, like Beatrice for Dante or Laura for Petrarch, was to be the only heroine of Fetov's love lyrics. Year after year, he devoted to her the very shining constellation of his beautiful poems:

Where are you? Ulok, stunned,

Around without seeing nothing

Frozen, bluntly rooted

Straighing your heart? ..

Maria was a niece M. Petkovich and the daughter of the retired cavalry general of Serbian origin K. Lazic, the companion of Suvorov and Bagration. The retired general was not rich and burdened by an extensive family. Maria - his older daughter - shared all the economic and educational care of the Father. By the time of acquaintance with Fetom, she was 24 years old, he was 28 years old.

Maria Lazich was not a dazzling beauty. They recognized that she was "far inferior to the face" his younger married sister. However, Fet unmistakably admitted a relative soul in it. "I waited for a woman who would understand me, and waited for her," he wrote to his friend Ivan Petrovich Borisov, with whom he held a childhood in the Oryol province. The girl was superbly educated, literary and musically gifted. "Poetry and music are not only relative, but inseparable," Fet believed. Maria completely shared his beliefs. It turned out that she was still with early adolescence loved fetov poems, knew them all by heart. Poet, remembering the first moments of communication with Lazich, wrote: "Nothing brings together as art, in general - poetry in the broad sense of the word. Such a sincere approach of poetry itself. People become sensitive and understand that for a complete explanation of what no words are not enough. "

Once, sitting in the living room at Mary, the poet shoved her album. At that time, all the ladies had such albums: they recorded their favorite poems, placed drawings, asked about the same girlfriends and acquaintances. Everything is as usual in the maiden album. And suddenly one extraordinary page chained Feta: He read the farewell words, saw a music sign and under them the signature - Ferrenz Leaf.

The famous composer and pianist toured in Russia exactly a year before Mary's meeting with Fetom - in the summer and in the fall of 1847. She visited the leaf and in Elisavetgrad, where he met Maria Lazich. She attended his concerts, the musician was visiting her, listened to the game Mary on the piano and highly appreciated her ability to music. Is there a mutual feeling between them, or the record that Ferenz Leaf left the girl in the album before leaving, was just a sign of a friendly sympathy? Who knows? However, it was impossible not to notice that in the words of farewell, the genuine pain of the upcoming separation is swaying, and the melody, composed by the composer for Mary, breathes passion and tenderness.

Fet felt the injection of jealousy, but the painful feeling immediately passed when he heard the music of the sheet: "How many times I asked to repeat it to me on my piano this amazing phrase!" - recalled the poet.

I do not get tired thanks to the sky for having sent me a meeting with you, - once Maria admitted. - And yet I do not understand why you are a university educated person, a sophisticated poet - decided to go to military service, which, how do I feel so burdensome for you?

Bares in the fireplace in that winter rainy evening, Fet shook, exactly from the cold. The question was behind him for living, touched on the most important thing in his fate and demanded intimate recognition. Having paused, he told the girl not easy, in many ways mysterious, romantic and at the same time painful history of his family.

His mother is a young Milnoid German Charlotte Fet (Foeth) - lived in Darmstadt and was married to the official of the city court by Johann-Peter Feta. The spouses had a one-year-old daughter Carolina, but Charlotte did not feel happy in marriage. Husband appealed to her rudely, preferred to spend time for a mug of beer with buddies. Her soul languished and waiting for the deliverance. And at the beginning of 1820 he appeared - a stranger, causing and rich Russian nobleman of Athanasius Neofititich Shenshin. The descendant of an ancient famous kind, the Mtsensky landowner and the county leader of the nobility, a former officer, a participant in hostilities against Napoleon, he arrived in Germany on the water. Darmstadt Hotel turned out to be crowded, and her owner placed a new guest in his neighbor's house - Charles Beckker, Father Charlotte Fet.
And let the Russian nobleman be more than twenty years older, she saw her hero in him, which was dreaming still in virgin dreams. The outbreak of passion of both: Twenty-two-year-old Charlotte forgot about the duties of his mother and his wife and escaped to Russia with his new beloved, leaving a little daughter on the care of Feta. By that time she was already waiting for the second child. Kowing someone else's wife from Germany, Athanasius Shenshin left the Father Charlotte a letter with a request to forgive and bless their union. In the Oryol Province - to the Unknown Dotol Becker Town Mtsensk - flew the answer, full of reproaches and threats: The lovers who secretly fled from Germany made misconduct, "which prohibits the laws of divine and human, and Christian religion believes among the greatest sins."

In the Mtsensky county in the estate of Schönshina Novoselki, Charlotte Fet was born a son who was baptized according to Orthodox rite and recorded in the metric book under the name of Athanasius Shenshin. Two years later, after his birth, Charlotte adopted Orthodoxy, was admed to Elizabeth Petrovna and Perenna from A.N. Sheenshin. He was for Feta to the rarity of a caring father. Elizabeth Petrovna wrote a brother to Germany that her husband belongs to the small Athanasia that "no one will notice that this is not a blood of his child." And suddenly the thunder broke out among the clear sky. The Oryol diocesan bosses, finding that the boy was born to marriage, decided that "the Song of Mr. Rothmister Shenshina was impossible to recognize the son of Mr. Rothmister Schanshina." So at the age of 14, the future poet learned that he did not have a full Russian nobleman, he had no right to be called Sheenshin, but should be called the surname of a person who had never seen in his life, and referred to Afanasiya Fetom "Rod from foreigners".

After the end of the verbal branch of the Philosophical Faculty of Moscow University, Fet brillically showed his poetic talent, was successful in literary circles, but there was still no definite place in society. The nobility title in those years could only return the military service. And Fet decided to enroll in the Kirassir Regiment: the officer of the Chin could have revealed after six months of service. However, fate as if laughed at him. Soon the Emperor Nicholas I issued a decree, according to which it was possible to become an offacarious nobleman, only he had reached the senior officer. For Feta, this meant that he would have to wait another 15 - 20 years.

He spoke about all this with pain in that distant December evening his beloved.

Shootls full blizzard

In the forest and deaf side.

We sat with her each other,

Mastery whistled on fire.

And our two shades of bulk

Lying on the red floor

And in the heart no sparks

And nothing to drive this mist!

Birch trees creak

Sork ate cracking resin ...

O my friend, tell me, what with you?

I know for a long time that with me!

A vague premonition of trouble, thoughts about the absence of funds from both darned Feta love. His poverty reached such an extent that the poet admitted: "I knew very well that in society it is impossible to appear in the mundair of Tolstoy Sukna. My question is how much a couple will cost, the tailor requested seventy rubles, whereas I did not have seven in my pocket. " Not knowing how to do it, and in the hope of friendly Council Fets Saille letters in the Mtsensk village Fatyanovo to a friend of childhood I.P. Borisov: "I met a girl - a wonderful house and education, I did not seek her, she - me, but fate ... And we learned that I would be very happy after different everyday storms if you could live peacefully<…> But for this it is necessary to somehow anyone else ... My funds are known to you, she also does not have anything. "

However, the poet still hoped that the marriage was possible if their relatives would provide material support: "I can not throw out the latest board of hope and give life without struggle. If I get from my brother<…> A thousand rubles a year, yes from the sister - five hundred, then I could somehow exist. " Financial assistance did not follow, friendly tips were also powerless. "Whether you are the wisest of Solomon," writes Fet Borisov, "then and then nothing will come up with me."

Flying for almost two years from the date of dating Maria Lazich with Fetom. It was accustomed to watching him on the bridegroom, and all the proposals were not all. Crawled gossip and rumors. Relatives of the girl tried to make Feta explain about his intentions.

Desperate, Fet decided to "squeeze the ships of mutual hopes": "I gathered with the Spirit and expressed my thoughts about how much impossible for myself was impossible and selfish." Dad's lips Mary objected: "I communicated with you without any encroachment to your freedom, and I am absolutely indifferent to the judgments of people. If we stopped seeing, my life will turn into a meaningless desert, in which I will perceive, I will bring anyone the necessary sacrifice. " From these words, the poet was finally confused.

Sorry! In the MGLA remembrance

I remember alone I am alone, -

You are one among silence

And your burning fireplace.<…>

What do you think about the goal?

Where did the madness set?

In which fucking and blizzards

I drove your heat?

"I don't get married to Lazich," he writes Borisov, "and she knows it, and meanwhile begins not to interrupt our relationship, she is in front of me - cleaner of snow. It is impregnively and not interrupted - it's implied ... This unfortunate pride of the love knot, which I unlock, the same tightening, but I don't have a spirit and strength to cut down, I don't have a good strength ... You know, it's all like a nightmare. "

But even in the most terrible dreams, Fet could not assume that it was only the opposition of nightmare. He decided on the final gap.

Spring has come in 1850. Nature awakened again. But Maria felt like in the Ice Desert. How to warm up in this permeating soul of a dead cold? Late in the evening in his bedroom, she looked at the light of the lamp for a long time. Pretty butterflies flown on the flame and, having fallen, fell down, false fragile wings ... And what if you stop this pain? .. The girl stood up, the lamp overturned on the floor, the fire spun on a white ribbed dress Mary, flame tongues ran up - to Its loose hair. The flame covered, she ran out of the room in the night garden and instantly turned into a burning alive torch. Burning, she screamed: "AU NOM DU CIEL SAUVEZ LES Lettres!" ("Save letters in the name of the sky!"). Four days lasted her torment. "Is it possible to suffer more than me?" - They rustled her lips. And before the death of Maria managed to whisper the last words, in many ways mysterious, but they were sent for a forgiveness to his beloved person: "He is not to blame - and I ..." The fiery altar of love was entrusted with human happiness and life itself.

Fet was shocked by these tragic news. Subsequently he became famous poet; He married the rich merchant daughter Maria Petrovna Botkin - not very young and not very beautiful, who also survived a heavy novel. Fet became the owner of the places in the Oryol and Kursk provinces; In the Mtsensky district, the world judge was elected. Finally, he received the long-awaited nobility and the right to wear Shenshin's name. And yet, in the heart of the life of the poet, not fading for more than four decades, the fire flared his distant youthful love. Addressing Maria Lazich, Athanasius Fet wrote:

<…> You all understood infant soul

That I gave the secret force to me,

And even life is destined without you

i own

But we are with you, we can not

serve.
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Alla Novikova