from Pushkin's poem ""
... revolt raging crowd.
Bede, who was born with light sensitive soul!
who secretly could capture the beautiful delicate lyre,
Who boldly whistled playfully satire,
who expresses true language
and Russian stupidity does not want brow beat! .. He
enemy of the fatherland, he sower of debauchery!
and speech pouring rain on the adversary.
\u0026lt; 1816 >
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