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pushchin, by the way, recalls that thanks to professor kartsev for not tormenting pushkin.ushkin really wrote poetry and the poetic fatherland for him , of course, was the tsar’s village, and it is not without reason that in one of the versions in the eighth chapter of eugene onegin, pushkin wrote: “in those days, in the darkness of the oak groves, near the waters flowing in silence, in the corners of the lyceum passages, appear the muse became me." then, in the final version, these words began to sound differently, in those days in the mysterious valleys in the spring... and it happened, i must say, that pushkin valued his friendship with his fellow students very much, and of course, it was a great joy for him to celebrate this birthday of the lyceum, like a great joyful holiday, in one of his poems pushkin wrote in chernovek, i am a holiday, i am establishing an order, this one established by the poet... the order of the holiday on october 19, it really was important and holy for all lyceum students. however, what kind of holiday? uh, it was like this: exactly a year afte
pushchin, by the way, recalls that thanks to professor kartsev for not tormenting pushkin.ushkin really wrote poetry and the poetic fatherland for him , of course, was the tsar’s village, and it is not without reason that in one of the versions in the eighth chapter of eugene onegin, pushkin wrote: “in those days, in the darkness of the oak groves, near the waters flowing in silence, in the corners of the lyceum passages, appear the muse became me." then, in the final version, these...
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pushchin, by the way, recalls that thanks to professor kartsev for not tormenting pushkin.the versions of the eighth chapter of eugene. pushkin wrote: in those days, in the darkness of the oak groves near the passages flowing in silence in the corners of the lyceum passages, the muse began to appear to me. then, in the final edition, these words began to sound differently, in those days in the mysterious in the valleys in the spring, with the calls of swan, nearby waters, shining in silence, the muse began to appear to me, but still in the corners of the lyceum passages. or near the tsarskoye selo parks , it’s still here, in tsarskoe selo, and it’s not for nothing that pushkin called it his fatherland, as well as the fatherland of all the lyceum students, his comrades, it was here, this is the sacrament of the birth of the pushkin muse, it just happened, i must say that pushkin greatly valued his friendship with his fellow students... and of course, it was a great joy for him to celebrate this birthday of the lyceum, like a big, joyful holiday. in one of his poems, pushkin
pushchin, by the way, recalls that thanks to professor kartsev for not tormenting pushkin.the versions of the eighth chapter of eugene. pushkin wrote: in those days, in the darkness of the oak groves near the passages flowing in silence in the corners of the lyceum passages, the muse began to appear to me. then, in the final edition, these words began to sound differently, in those days in the mysterious in the valleys in the spring, with the calls of swan, nearby waters, shining in silence,...
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be distracted by what was useless to him, in his memoirs ivan ivanovich writes about how professor kartsevim to the blackboard, and pushkin had to solve an equation, he puffed for a long time, could not express anything when professor asked him, well, what does x equal , pushkin answered zero with a smile, well pushkin, in my class everything ends in zero, the professor said, sit down and write poetry, pushchin, by the way, remembers that thanks to professor kartsev, that not tortured pushkin. pushkin really wrote poetry and , of course, the tsar’s village became his poetic homeland, and it is not without reason that in one of the versions - the eighth chapter of eugene onegin, pushkin wrote: “in those days, in the darkness of the oak groves, near the waters flowing in silence, in the corners of the lyceum passages, appear "the muse has become to me, then in the final edition, these words already began to sound differently, in those days, in the mysterious valleys in the spring, the calls of swan, shining in the silence, the muse began to appear to me, but all the same, in the corners of t
be distracted by what was useless to him, in his memoirs ivan ivanovich writes about how professor kartsevim to the blackboard, and pushkin had to solve an equation, he puffed for a long time, could not express anything when professor asked him, well, what does x equal , pushkin answered zero with a smile, well pushkin, in my class everything ends in zero, the professor said, sit down and write poetry, pushchin, by the way, remembers that thanks to professor kartsev, that not tortured pushkin....
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distracted by what was useless to him, in his memoirs ivan ivanovich pushchin writes about how professor kartseved him to the blackboard, and pushkin had to solve the equation, he puffed for a long time, could not express anything, when the professor asked him, well, what do they equate to? pushkin answered zero with a smile, well, pushkin, in my class everything ends in zero - the professor said, sit down and write poetry. pushchin, by the way, he remembers that he thanks professor katsev for not tormenting pushkin. pushkin really wrote poetry, the poetic fatherland for him, of course, was the tsar’s village, and it is not without reason that in one of the versions of the eighth chapter of eugene onegin, pushkin wrote: in those days, in the darkness of the oak groves , near the waters flowing in silence, in the corners of the lyceum passages, the muse began to appear to me. then, in the final version, these words began to sound differently, in those days, in the mysterious valleys in the spring, the calls of swan, nearby, shining in silence, the muse began to appear to me, but anyway in the cor
distracted by what was useless to him, in his memoirs ivan ivanovich pushchin writes about how professor kartseved him to the blackboard, and pushkin had to solve the equation, he puffed for a long time, could not express anything, when the professor asked him, well, what do they equate to? pushkin answered zero with a smile, well, pushkin, in my class everything ends in zero - the professor said, sit down and write poetry. pushchin, by the way, he remembers that he thanks professor katsev for...
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distracted by what was useless to him , in his memoirs, ivan ivanovich pushchin writes about how professor kartsevg, when the professor asked him, well, what is it equal to? wrote: in those days in the darkness of the oak groves, near the river flowing in silence, in the corners of the lyceum passages, the muse began to appear to me. then , in the final version, these words began to sound differently, in those days, in the mysterious valleys in the spring, the calls of swan, near water, shining in silence, the muse began to appear to me, but all the same, in the corners of the lyceum passages or near water, of course, it was big for him with joy to celebrate this birthday of the lyceum as a big joyful holiday in one of his poems pushkin wrote in chernovek i am establishing this holiday order the order of the holiday established by the poet on october 19 was really important for all lyceum students, but what kind of holiday was this: exactly a year after the end of the lyceum, people gathered to celebrate this event, the opening day of the lyceum, and they liked it so much that they decided to ga
distracted by what was useless to him , in his memoirs, ivan ivanovich pushchin writes about how professor kartsevg, when the professor asked him, well, what is it equal to? wrote: in those days in the darkness of the oak groves, near the river flowing in silence, in the corners of the lyceum passages, the muse began to appear to me. then , in the final version, these words began to sound differently, in those days, in the mysterious valleys in the spring, the calls of swan, near water, shining...