I don't estimate the loud rights so high,
Of which so many heads have gone aside.
I don't grumble of god's grace
To challenge taxes or prevent
The tzars to fight each other in a war;
And that's not sorrow for me how long
And how free mass media is tempting ninnies,
Or the keen censorship would jokers hinder.
That's only the words, and words, and words.
The other, better rights, are close
To me, the other, better freedom:
Of no matter the dependence real
Of tzar, of people, ain't it, indeed?
But God's with them. Nevertheless
No one reporting, for myself to serve and please;
For power, for livery not bending conscience,
Intentions, and my neck; and only by whim
To wander here and there, being infolded
By Nature's beauty, and before
The creatures of the inspiration and of arts
Cheerly tremble in enjoyment.
That's only the happiness! The rights...
Не дорого ценю я громкие права... -пер. А. С. Пушк
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