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    The Bakchesarian Fountain
    The Bakchesarian Fountain
    The Bakchesarian Fountain
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    The Bakchesarian Fountain

    By Aleksandr Pushkin

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    In 1820, Pushkin visited the famous Fountain of Tears in Crimea, where he read about the ancient Crimean khans and rulers. Shrouded in secrets and legends, the ancient building impressed the young poet so much that he decided to write a poem about it. The resulting tale is a sad and tragic outcome of the sharp contradictions between the characters' expectations in the Khan's palace. Reality and dreams cannot coexist, and everyone has to pay a bitter price for their cherished desires. A profound and historically thrilling poem that is definitely worth its reading.-
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSAGA Egmont
    Release dateMar 1, 2021
    ISBN9788726502282
    The Bakchesarian Fountain
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    Aleksandr Pushkin

    Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin was a Russian poet, playwright, and novelist of the Romantic era.[2] He is considered by many to be the greatest Russian poet[3][4][5][6] and the founder of modern Russian literature.[7][8] Pushkin was born into the Russian nobility in Moscow.[9] His father, Sergey Lvovich Pushkin, belonged to an old noble family. His maternal great-grandfather was Major-General Abram Petrovich Gannibal, a nobleman of African origin who was kidnapped from his homeland and raised in the Emperor's court household as his godson. He published his first poem at the age of 15, and was widely recognized by the literary establishment by the time of his graduation from the Tsarskoye Selo Lyceum. Upon graduation from the Lycée, Pushkin recited his controversial poem "Ode to Liberty", one of several that led to his exile by Emperor Alexander I. While under the strict surveillance of the Emperor's political police and unable to publish, Pushkin wrote his most famous play, the drama Boris Godunov. His novel in verse, Eugene Onegin, was serialized between 1825 and 1832. Pushkin was fatally wounded in a duel with his wife's alleged lover and her sister's husband Georges-Charles de Heeckeren d'Anthès, also known as Dantes-Gekkern, a French officer serving with the Chevalier Guard Regiment.

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