"Vichni" food and comprehension in Alexander Pushkin's lyric. Philosophical sounding verse “... I know I saw ...

Tyutchev is a great tragic sings. Think about light, life, people gliboki and often summons. The motives of the bezpachid razpachu, the countrymen and self-reliance do not draw upon the efforts of the poet, but rather take the place in a new meaning.

Sings pragne, persh for everything, to show the light of the human soul, to learn, to see the sense in the beginning. Lyritsa Tyutchev often seeks to oppose the "vicious" and "mitten", in order to see the nature and the short human life... Sings not as a philosophical, intelligently understandable, but as a reality of a sprymє Neskіnchennіst, Vіchnіst. People have a lot of life - just have short sleeps.

Ale, suddenly, from the idyllic butt of Tyutchev, a colossal was published: "I, the king of the earth, priris to the earth." "According to the time of creation, like God, I am crooked ..." For the new skinny poetical discernment є vivorit: harmony - chaos, love - death, vira - bezvir'ya. Lyudin is always known to be between heaven and earth, between day and night, "on the porosity of a suburban boot." The soul is the head of the "bag of two lights".

Perhaps, I will take care of the special features on the border of "two lights" and will explain Tyutchev's addiction to the image of sleep, dreaming, de Lyudin to come close to the cordon of two life. Sleep in the poet's sleep is also ambiguous. On one side - the shape of the dream is close to chaos. In one of the verses, the Dream is the twin of Death. From the side, so you can be “blessed”, “charming”, and “like a childish-beautiful”.

The images-symbols are not just talking about the people who are on the cordon sleep and wake up, calm and storm, or show that great role, as a lyudin is seen in svitobudov. Wonderful, since Tyutchev is in power: the fault of the ordering of the "primhi of the will" and at the same hour "the crook of the time of creation."

Tyutchev mentioning that the people have a need to eat all the way, they become self-conscious:

Deprived of life in your own self -

Є a lot of light in your soul ...

The whole motive is known to sound in the verse "My soul is Elizium tiney ..." If I want to see it this way, it’s not good for the poet. Navpaki, win pragne same to "living life" (especially in the early lyricia):

Nі, my addiction to you

I am not strong enough, Mother Earth!

Even though Tyutchev’s early lyricism is powerfully opposing the lights and the surroundings of the people, then he sings “to descend to the great earth”, quilting the people’s share. Initiating clearer life philosophy: what is more important, people are living, we love the earth more. Privetstvennost, torment, burrowing death, є with a lot of love until the light of day. A syllable light in all the writing appears to him to see in the tragedy of the verse about the kohannya "All day long she lay in oblivion ..."

For Tyutchev, it is characteristic to think about death, about tricks, about the joylessness of human life, about the sound:

Slyloi people, about slyosi people,

Go to the early and early hour ...

In the old Tyutchev, the motive of disobey the valley is often heard, the spragi struggle, the pose like life takes its own truth:

Trim, about friends, fight hard,

I want to fight and to be nervous, the fight is hopeless!

So, the fight is hopeless, ale the fight for the demand! At tsyomu, maybe bootie, one sense bootie. The contrast of the lyricism of Tyutchev's layings, from one side, in his capture of life, in the sight of joy, unrepeatable butt, from the same - in the learned widespread life of life, in the wake of what is primal While rubbing and making up the poet's life philosophy, two glances at life get angry in the same sense of action.

For Tyutchev, a companion of lyudin is a deprivation of a part of the majestic all-power, a cry of trick on the ocean, mandrakes, an unquenchable tightness of chasing. The poet has commenced a turbulence with the testimony of the "marnosti" of life. Then, even at the pathetic Tyutchev, the winners of the need for the battle of the people with a share.

Poshuki sensu buttya in liritsi F.I. Tyutchev

Tyutchev is a great tragic sings. Think about light, life, people gliboki and often summons. The motives of the bezpachid razpachu, the countrymen and self-reliance do not draw upon the efforts of the poet, but rather take the place in a new meaning.

Sings pragne, persh for everything, to show the light of the human soul, to learn, to see the sense in the beginning. Lyritsa Tyutchev often seeks to oppose the "vicious" and the "mitten", in order to see the nature and the short human life. Sings not as a philosophical, intelligently understandable, but as a reality of a sprymє Neskіnchennіst, Vіchnіst. In the whole life of people, only a short sleep.

Ale overnight, at the sight of the individual buttya Tyutchev sees and the colossality: "I, the king of the earth, prized to the earth", "For the time of creation, as God, I am crooked ..." For a new, skinny poetical understanding є vivorit: harmony - chaos, love - (death, vira - bezvir'ya. Lyudin is always known to be between heaven and earth, between day and night, “on the porosity of the root boot”. a bag of two lights. "

Perhaps, I will take care of the special features on the border of the "two lights" and explain Tyutchev's addiction to the image of sleep, dreaming, de Lyudin to get close to the cordon of two life. Sleep in the poet's sleep is also ambiguous. On one side - the shape of the dream is close to chaos. In one of the verses, the Dream is the twin of Death. On the other side, sleep can be “blessed”, “charming”, and “childishly beautiful”.

At the verse "Dream on the Sea", write:

I’m awake, buv viddaniy all primhi hvil.
Two immeasurable boules in me,
I gratefully grabbed him.

And in addition, the top:

For the time of the creation, like God, I am crooked,
I light under the house nepushniy syayuchi.

All the images-symbols are not just talking about the people who are on the cordon sleep and wake up, calm and storm, or show that majestic role as Lyudin has seen in svitobudov. Wonderful since Tyutchev is so powerful: guilty of the ordering "primhi hvil" and at the same hour "crook in the time of creation".

Tyutchev mentioning that the people have a need to eat all the way, they become self-conscious:

Deprived of life in your own self -
Є a lot of light in your soul ...

The whole motive is known to sound in the verse "My soul is Elizium tiney ..." If I want to see it this way, ale tse zovsim is not good for the poet. Navpaki, win pragne same to "living life" (especially in the early lyricia):

Nі, my addiction to you
I am not strong enough, Mother Earth!

Even though Tyutchev’s early lyricism is powerfully opposing the light and surroundings of the people, then he sings “to descend to the great earth”, quilting the human share. Initiating clearer life philosophy: what is more important, people are living, we love the earth more. Privetstvennost, torment, an hour to bring death, є with a lot of love until light. A syllable light in all writing appears to be in the tragedy of the message about kohannya "All day long she lay in oblivion ..."

For Tyutchev, it is characteristic to think about death, about tricks, about the joylessness of human life, about the sound:

Slyloi people, about slyosi people,
Go to the early and early hour ...

In the old Tyutchev, the motive of disobey the valley is often heard, the spragi struggle, the pose like life takes its own truth:

Trim, about friends, fight hard,
I want to fight and to be nervous, the fight is hopeless!

So, the fight is hopeless, ale the fight for the demand! At tsomu, maybe bootie, one sense bootie.

The contrast of the lyricism of Tyutchev's layings, from one side, in its capture of life, in the sense of joy, unrepeatable butt, from the latter - in the learned widespread life of life, in the mind of the primary I wipe and put the poet's life philosophy, two look at the life get angry in the same sense of action.

For Tyutchev, a companion of lyudin is a deprivation of a part of the majestic all-power, a cry of trick on the ocean, mandrakes, an unquenchable tightness of chasing. The poet has commenced a turbulence with the testimony of the "marnosti" of life. Then, even at the pathetic Tyutchev, the winners of the need for the battle of the people with a share.

Nutrition for senseu buttya, life and death, knowledge of the light and the trick of his holy day, they praised Pushkin, like every mischievous people. I, like on the skin of us, a hundred infusion on a direct thought, the psychology of light perception was pushed by the objective environment. I will arrange for the hopes for a thoroughly satisfying suspension, for the clever, gentry friends, young Pushkin preached to the people of life, filled with merriments, joy, groans:
Let's live and have fun, give grati to the lives. Let the mob slap away, Not for us divine inheritance.
Death sings as a song, then as a rise in price "in the land of freedom, malod, in the land, de death is nem, de nemaє zvichaiv, de thought alone is fiery in heavenly purity," then it’s like a hassle, absolutely zabuttya, nothing. Pushkin tragically springs death, all his mind to resist the reincarnation of life in general, in the face of the manifestation of human individuality:
Yak, nothing! No thought, no love!
I'm scared! .. І on o / Siz I am amazed at the knowledge,
I dovgo o / sit'hochu, shchob dovgo image of miles
Thais and fiercely in the soul of my mind.
Life brought poets of helpless and important losses - this is how the understanding of the cry of human sensibility, the impulse of the soul, came. He sings, becoming wise, adolescent, and the diminutiveness of the lobes of the steel spry out with philosophical bliss. In a youthful way, maximalistic nazida-

nist, fruit of the fruit addictive mind and bookish perception, changed by simplicity - by the bag of philosophical comprehension of the experiences of life:
Yaksho life you fool,
Don't be angry, don't be angry!
On the day of anger, rested:
Day of fun, vir, nastane.
The heart is alive in the maybut;
Reference gloomily:
Everything is mittєvo, you will pass everything;
If you come through, it will be nice. Pushkin is experiencing the conflict between the world and reality, the lack of happiness and the mental strength of people dramatic lives of bad luck. Pragnennya to the absolute achievement of the set goals is idealistic; life is self-valued, and її ї ї ї ї ї ї ї ї ї ї ї ї ї rynoyu: at the end of the hour the assessment of life surroundings change, so permissively know and charm in good fortune. The poet's philosophy is poetic - simple, clear and demanded by skinny people wisdom. Pushkin and in the philosophical verses turned to the people: he became instantly a wise man, who touched a new sense of buttya, and a wicked people - and that Pushkin appeared to be a poet of universal significance.
The verses of a purely philosophical wisdom are developed by Pushkin even more іrіcly: the creative manner of the poet is alien to the abstractness, and the abstract understanding engages in a concrete image, play with human sentiments and be reformed through the prism of life. Virsh "Rukh" is a philosophical miniature, dedicated to the problem of the knowledge of motherhood. Rukh і spokіy - the axis in every philosophical nutrition about the form, the day of the boot, and the permissions of the wine in vіrshі is obviously simple. However, he sings not to succumb to sophistic simplicity: the life of the more sophisticated visnovs and primitive analogies. Absolute truth is prikhova in the depths of light and, perhaps, not to be logical comprehension... It sings with a simple butt forgiveness of a philosophical approach to recognition of a boot,

Schen: "Ajah skinny day before us is a sun to walk, protest the rights in front of Galilei." I know and know that Pushkin turns to life and death, rather than the protrusion of these forms, the inevitability of the transition from life to death is no longer hopelessly tragic to sing like a song. sanctify the sacrament poetical creativity, Glorifying the "poetry of a charming blessed world", Pushkin mimovoly to forget about the shreddedness of life and the weakness of the spiritual values ​​of the people:
Ale, may be, the world is empty - But may be, with the robe of the coffin I will throw everything earthly, and the alien will be light of the earthly ... the life of the earthly life ... my soul is not sparing, I will not see my soul, I will not see it, I will forget my love ...
The shkodu sings about the re-creation of souls, as she demonstrated a high level of nature, spiritual flair and feudal hostility, lackluster, intelligent sentiments in a quiet and faceless manner. The lyrical hero does not want to reconcile himself to the prospect of the brutalization of all human pragmatists in nowhere, because of the idea of ​​the zeal of the human spirit in the hopelessness of daring, alas, before the accusations of vichnosty are already dumb. Є simple human consciousness at all times, whether there is a connection between life and death, trying to discover the life of a human soul through physical death.
At the top of the "Spogad" Pushkin imagining some thoughts about living through life, "heavy thoughts of excess", more worries about allowing a pardon. I want the lyrical hero stverdzhu, "I read my life around me, I tremble and curse", I don’t think about living through the lived life to the conclusion: "I don’t mind the row of summaries." The author of the message, that on the way of people to happiness, spiritual thoroughness, graces, pardons, and life cannot be changed. The wisdom of the polarity is not in the vision of the past, but in the comprehension of the experience accumulated in the past. Lives of hostility without preference, concrete, individual and unrepeatable, and since the odor has not been consumed for a year,

The stench itself establishes a line - a human life, and the ryven of their comprehension shows the steps of the spiritual development of people.
Sings - not philosophy, I do not know light for help scientific methods And I incorporate my thoughts in an artistic form. In 1828, if the tsar's censorship had managed to do it, they voted importantly. Having come in the form of the Decembrists, the period of reaction in Russia has taken a lot of time, which has grown in the atmosphere of dedication to good social change, spiritual independence, creative thinking, creative openness. - Special experiences of the poet about the complexity of modern Russian action (“and restlessness in less of a tight sound life noise”) and an unbearable psychological clutch in the social philosophical philosopher:
Darunok darimny, darunok vipadkovy,
Life, now given to me?
Іl most of all I share the tamnitsa
Tee on the strat is condemned?
Alle not only the famous podії winked the poetical message of the poet. At the penetratingly hostile verse "Virshi, folded in the night before the hour of sleeplessness", the rhythm of the uvular rhythm of what exactly conveys the nervous camp of the people, who cannot fall asleep, chuyly spryman who used to rustle in a quiet time, a bustling sensual hero Does it mean "the thrill of the night, the life of Misha Biganin"? At night, it’s not just the coolness of the people to the sounds, but the strength to the philosophy. The author is only to put food, which does not seem to be on them, but the strength and accuracy of the formula, the search for nutritional propositions, transmits the unsettling atmosphere of a new feeling, I am stressed, like the pulsation of all the blood, the work of human beings, alone.
What are you important, boring whisper?
Dokir, abo narikannya
My lost day?
What do you want?
Ti nameaєsh abo the prophetєsh?
I want to see you
Sensu I'm joking about you ...

And all the same, the mood of the Pushkin philosophical lyricism is important during the period of maturity - light troubles by the last, the wisdom of the new life. In tsikh virshah there is no fear of the inevitability of death as a physical knowledge, ale є philosophical understanding rationality, quality of life to the process, its integrity and cyclicity:
I seem to: rush rock, I can’t see us here, Mi all zіdemo go to vіchnі vіchnі vіchnіnnya - and the hour is already approaching ... Not a dear cave, I already think: forgive! Tobi I am sacrificing: For me an hour is smoldering, so that it blooms. -In these rows, the strength of the human spirit, the self-control and wisdom of the author, is hostile. The verse of the writing on the floor is clear, accurate with my own, so that you can build yourself up from the heart of the soul. He sings to the full, both spiritual, and poetical, and to that, universally, awakening a storm of feeling and quiet, taking one hour as an epitaph to people and as a hymn of all life youth, harmony

Liritsi Pushkina is in power philosophical thoughts and thoughts. In Bagatokh Virshah, the author of a discussion about life and death, about the sense of human sensation, about joy and little life, about seeing them before them, thinking about creativity (zokrema, about the journey), about love.

Pushkin spokyno and wisely take off life, and every time there is no change and change, as they are seen. The eternal law of life is constantly overridden. The need for reason and accept.

The theme is opened by Pushkin at the verse "I know I have seen ..." It is written by the verse, which most beautifully conveys the atmosphere of rosy, dovirchoy madness with the reader, more precisely - the continued number of rostered rosters. Writings vіrsh in 1835 roci, if he sings again in vіdvіd in Mikhaylovske, de vіn kolis in vіdbuvav in sasannya.

It’s a lot of change in Mikhailovsky, and in the life of the poet himself. The wine is perfectly understandable. There are a number of images in the presence of the creatures, such as they add to the image: "The axis is the grave of the foxes", the lake, according to the flavors of the ribalka, the village, deyaki of the tragic plan - no more than a poet's nyan.

At the center of the whole verse there is an image of three pines, near which the whole “young guy”, the whole family, has grown. The author of the Danish image of the folds was accepted by one of the sound writing - alitheratsiyu. "Green family" is a metaphor, for the help of which the author gives a thought about the inevitable serpent of generation. Pushkin vitaє "younger generation" - "Hello, tribe, young, don't know!" According to the author's thought, the skinny ludin is guilty of overshadowing the song in life, and the new hope for those who will not be forgotten.

Pushkin is an optimist, and to that at the verse "How can you fool your life ..." in perceptiveness to the fact that people were given revival in the coming generations.

Think about the life and death of the dan in the verse "I wander through the streets of the galaslivyh." The tension of the thoughts of the lyrical hero is seated already in the first stanza. The remaining stanza virsha is even more important - in them the motive of "baiduja nature" and "vichy beauty" sounds. After the death of an okremoi people, like the author, life is not shaved. Life is forever, like nature itself.

"Viz life" is the very name of the vyrsha singing image-symbol. In a whole creature, the author of the image is a human life yak viz, yak driven by a coachman for an hour. In the allegorical form of the tribute to the stage of human life, which opens up behind additional symbols: "wounds of life" - youth, "noon" - maturity, "evening" - old, "nichlig" - death.

Virsh “Elegya” is one of Pushkin’s creations, in some past, today and may be tightly knitted. Here the theme of youth is rethought, between the rows of winners, the motive of the prominence for those pardons, as to rob a man. However, he does not sing out the value of the pardons, so as the very stink of our living dosvid. The lyrical hero does not see the cold, the protest of yogo in the context of the other sides of life is not great: “...

Poorly before the bend, Pushkin more and more often turns to his philosophical lyricism to Christian motives. From the verse of "Fathers-kestrels and guards of blameless" and of deznaєmosya, no strangers are singing Christian saints, who should be killed in vigor before prayer, as a spirit of love. There are some parts of the story: about the kestrel and his prayers, then about that prayer, which he especially sees, nareshti, the creative proposition of the text of prayer itself. The whole text will be opposed to what the lyrical hero wants to see from his life, to what he wants to see.

Why should I ask the Almighty one, who is it for the prayer? As a matter of fact, the Lord will help you to shake off through the tightness and heat, as the life is more difficult for you, the life is more laborious and comprehensible. Vin would like to be able to be "pragmatic in power", that is, lordship, bazannya to manage those people. Youmu is important, but the "empty space" has come to grips with life. Yak, yakosti, embrace a lyrical hero, who is it for who wants to be? The idea is simple: bachiti and understand your shortcomings, be patient, humble and conscientious.

Rozpodil on those lyrics Pushkin is not endlessly clever. Obviously, without writing anything about it, philosophical thoughts permeate and talk about kohannya, and about creativity, and about freedom.