28
Nov20
Sea and land have no division
It seems the sea, that scourge of ages,
contrives your genius to inspire?
You laud upon your golden lyre
old Neptune's trident as he rages.
Don't waste your praise. These days you'll find
that sea and land have no division.
On any element mankind
is tyrant, traitor, or in prison.
To Vyazemsky
Alexander Pushkin
Robert Chandler (1837)
in Chapter III - Alexander Pushkin (1799-1837)
The Penguin Book of Russian Poetry - edited by Robert Chandler,
Boris Dralyuk and Irina Mashinski