that teacher, in recent years they gathered like we have already said in in the house of mikhail lukyanovich yakovlevm headman, and those caricatures, those manuscripts, those lyceum relics that were collected from yakovlev, they really claimed to later become museum exhibits, in fact , and... october 19, 1836, 25 years have passed , remember about your friend, from the time when our circle of fate was united, what we witnessed, the play of a mysterious game, confused peoples rushed about, kings rose and fell, the blood of people, now glory, now freedom, now... as one of the participants in this meeting recalls, tears choked him. pushkin put these leaves aside and went to the window. someone present took them and read the poem to the end. after 100 days there was a duel. pushkin passed away, and his comrades grew old. and it so happened that by the mid-fifties of the 19th century. few people were left alive, and then mikhail lyukyanovich yakovlev came to his fellow student modest andreevich korfu, who headed the imperial public library in stupidity, in order to donate those the manuscripts of pushkin

, as well as to pushkin’s poems, their neighbor in the dormitory, on the fourth floor, mikhail lukyanovich yakovlevrtment in in recent years, delviga pushkin adored his face, when the wrath of fate befell me, for everyone. a stranger, like a homeless orphan, under the storm i bowed my head languidly, and waited for you, the prophet of the permer maidens, and you came, inspired son of laziness, my delvik, your voice awakened the heat of the heart, so long lulled, and cheerfully i blessed fate, the service of the husband does not tolerate vanity , beauty should be majestic, but youth is advice to us... noisy dreams make us happy, we will come to our senses, but it’s late, sadly, we look back, not seeing traces there, say: wilhelm, isn’t that what happened to us, my dear brother , according to the muse fate, here is another friend , another poet, his police nickname was kyukhlya, this same kyukhlya, a kind-hearted man, a wonderful comrade, a reliable friend, but nevertheless he was a very hot-tempered person, and of course, here is pushkin, when he found out... that kuchelbecker went out onto senate s

another teacher; in recent years they gathered, as we have already said, in the house of mikhail lukyanovich yakovlevcaricatures, those manuscripts, those lyceum relics that were collected by yakovlev, they really claimed to be... then become museum exhibits, and that’s exactly what happened. the last time alexander sergeevich pushkin was at the meeting of the lyciists, october 19, 1836, 25 years have passed, remember about others from the time when our circle of fate was connected, to which, to which we were witnesses, the play of a mysterious game, confused peoples rushed about, and rose and kings fell , people fell, now glory, now freedom, now pride, scarf, altars, this is a fragment of a poem that pushkin wrote on october 19 , 1836, he could not read it to the end, as recalls one of the participants in this meeting, tears choked him, pushkin put these leaves aside and went to the window, one of those present took them and read them. to the end, after 100 days there was a duel, pushkin passed away, and his comrades were getting old, and it so happened that by the mid-fifties of the 21st century ,

this is mikhail lukyanovich yakovlev, yakovlev, in whose apartment lyceum students gathered in recentga when the wrath of fate befell me , a stranger to everyone, like a homeless orphan, i panicked with my head and waited for you, prophet of the permer maidens, and you came, inspired son of laziness, my delvik, your voice awakened the heat of my heart so much for a long time. but somehow he felt an urgent need to go to st. petersburg, and he ordered the sleigh to be harnessed, he had already drawn up the relevant documents, he sat down in the sleigh, and a woman with an empty bucket crossed the road, a bad omen, pushkin got angry, then the hare began to rush about, literally in front of him, and alexander sergeevich canceled his decision, returned back, in two evenings, wrote for december 13 and 14... wrote count nulin, when the poet learned about the events in st. petersburg, he, having the habit of putting the date of writing his works , he added a phrase that is often remembered, there are strange connections, telling this story, and of course , küchlya recalled, probably recalled

another teacher, in recent years they gathered, as we have already said in the house of mikhail lukyanovich yakovlev, he became a kind of lyceum headman, and those caricatures, those manuscripts, those lyceum relics that were collected from yakovlev, they... kings rose and fell, the blood of people, now glory, now freedom, now pride, stained the altars. this is a fragment of a poem that pushkin wrote on october 19, 1836. he could not read it to the end, as one of the participants in this meeting recalls, tears choked him. pushkin put these leaves aside and went to the window. someone present. public library, in order to donate those manuscripts of pushkin that he had, those lyceum relics that he had, perhaps this would have happened, but general miller, the head of the imperial lyceum, was also present at this meeting, and here it was decided not to leave these things here in the library collections. and to lay the foundation for the creation of the pushkin museum, and of course, then, in 1855, that collecting work began, as museum workers and museum employees say, which led to the opening on octobe

another teacher, in recent years they gathered, as we have already said, in the house of mikhail lukyanovich yakovlev

another teacher, in recent years they gathered, as we have already said, in the house of mikhail lukyanovich yakovlev, he became a kind of lyceum headman, and those caricatures, those manuscripts, those lyceum relics that were collected at yakovlev, they really claimed that later to become museum exhibits , in fact, this is what happened, the last time alexander sergeevich pushkin was at a meeting, october 19, 1836, 25 years have passed, remember his friends, from the time when our circle of fate was connected, to which, to which we were witnesses, the play of a mysterious game, confused peoples rushed about, kings rose and fell, the blood of people , now glory, now freedom, now pride, scarf, altars, this is a fragment of a poem that... pushkin wrote on october 19 , 1836, he could not finish reading it until end. as one of the participants in this meeting recalls, tears choked him. pushkin put these leaves aside and went to the window. someone present took them and read the poem to the end. after 100 days there was a duel. pushkin passed away. the comrades were getting old and it so happened that in