Who is Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov

Konstantin Nikolayevich Batyushkov (Russian: Константи́н Никола́евич Ба́тюшков, IPA: [kənstɐnʲˈtʲin nʲɪkɐˈla(j)ɪvʲɪtɕ ˈbatʲʊʂkəf] (listen); 29 May [O.S. 18 May] 1787 – 19 July [O.S. 7 July] 1855) was a Russian poet, essayist and translator of the Romantic era. He also served in the diplomatic corps, spending an extended period in 1818 and 1819 as a secretary to the Russian diplomatic mission at Naples.

Biography

The early years of Konstantin Batyushkov's life are difficult to reconstruct. He probably spent the first four years of his life in Vologda; the exact place he lived from 1792 to 1796 is unknown: possibly with his father, possibly with his grandfather, Lev Andreyevich Batyushkov, on their family estate, th...
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Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov Poems

• Tasso Dying
  What festival is ancient Rome preparing?
  Where flow the crowds in noisy waves?
  Why these aromas, myrrh's sweet smoke
  And censers all around abrim with fragrant herbs? ...
• Know'st Thou What Gray Methuselah
  Know'st thou what gray Methuselah
  Pronounced when parting with this life?
  Man's born a slave,
  He dies a slave, ...
• The Friend's Shadow
  Sunt aliquid manes; letum non omnia finit;
  Luridaque evictos effugit umbra rogos.
  PROPERTIUS.
  _ __ ...
• The Farewell
  BENT o'er his sabre, torrents starting
  From his dim eyes, the bold hussar
  Thus greets his cherish'd maid, while parting
  For distant fields of war: ...
• Recovery
  As a wild flower hangs its head and wilts
  Beneath the reaper's killing scythe,
  Ill, I awaited my untimely end
  And thought: the fateful hour's nigh. ...

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• Ingo_don: — konstantin nikolaevich batiushkov (29/5/1787 - 19/7/1855) "my inspiration o recollection of the heart! you're stronger than reason's cheerless recollection. your sweetness oft enchants me in a far-off land. i recollect her voice, her precious words, i recollect her … —

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