Author of quotes: Semyon Yakovlevich Nadson. Page 10

I have no one else to pray to.

Let your song sound like the quiet murmur of the Brook, ringing with a silver stream; Let hopes and desires boil in her with a key, And the strength is heard, and the laughter sounds alive; Let us forget to the young sounds And into the world of fantasy we will rush after you - Let us enjoy ourselves without thoughts and reflections And again we will live the dreams of young years - And then we will bless your creations, And we will tell you with delight: "You are a poet!" .. "

Poet!..

Oh, if only the word of fire
I received a gift from the muse,
How ruthless and harsh
I branded vice and malice!
I'm not given that word...
My weak voice is powerless,
My soul is ready to fight,
But there is no young power in it...
In the chest - barren sobbing,
In the mouth - a painful reproach,
And my heart crushes consciousness,
That I am a slave, not a prophet!

Fight alone with your destiny ...

With their songs the people?

We call prejudice feeling,
In our chests of doubts hell,
Having torn off the crown of gold from art,
We crowned them with debauchery.

It was time - we were entering into life.
Mighty, firm foot:
Doubts evil did not bother
Then our mind is young.
Dreams proudly called us
To live for others, to serve others,
And we all fervently desired.
It's not useful to live a life.
But those years have long since passed;
Life went on as usual -
And with the past we forever parted
And life healed differently.
We have forgotten our wishes:
They passed for us like dreams,
And our past dreams
We became strange and funny.

And the poison of doubt and struggle.

Wake up those who have fallen asleep in the deep mist,
Tired - give a hand
And the word of high truth
Throw into the crowd like a light beam.

Raise your honest torch!

Go ahead, forget your sufferings,
Do not retreat before a thunderstorm, -
Fight for the distant glow
Dawn, shining in the darkness of the night!

In the struggle against fate, having destroyed the forces,
You're weighed down by this struggle.

Flared up unexpectedly in your depths?