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Mikhail Lermontov
Mikhail Yur'yevich Lermontov, (October 15, 1814–July 27,
1841), a Russian Romantic writer and poet, sometimes called "the
poet of the Caucasus", was the most important presence in the
Russian poetry from Alexander Pushkin's death until his own four
years later, at the age of 26 - like Pushkin, the casualty of a
duel. In one of his best-known poems, written on January 1, 1840
he described his intonations as "iron verse steeped in bitterness
and hatred."
Early life
Lermontov was born in Moscow to a respectable family of the Tula
government, and grew up in the village of Tarkhany (in the Penza
government), which now preserves his remains. His family traced
descent from the Scottish Learmounts, one of whom settled in Russia
in the early 17th century, during the reign of Michael Fedorovich
Romanov.
The family did not fare well for very long, however, and Lermontov's
father, Yuri Lermontov, like his father before him, entered military
service. Having moved up the ranks of captain, he married the sixteen
year old Mariya Arsenyeva, to the great dismay of her mother, Elizabeth
Alekseevna. A year later after the marriage, on the night of October
3rd, 1814, Mariya Arsenieva gave birth to Mikhail Lermontov. Soon
after his birth, some discord between Lermontov's father and grandmother
had erupted, and being unable to bear it, Mariya Arsenieva fell
ill and died in 1817. After her daughter's death, Elizabeth Alekseevna
devoted all her care and attention to little Lermontov and his education,
all the time fearing that his father might sooner or later run off
with him. Either because of this pampering or continuing family
tension or both, Lermontov developed a fearful and arrogant temper
and love for destruction, which he proceeded to take out on the
servants and the bushes in his grandmother's garden.
As a young child Lermontov listened to stories about the Volga
rogues, and his imagination was enraptured by their miraculous bravery
and sulking, feral abodes. Unfortunately at ten years of age he
fell sick, and to soothe his illness, Elizabeth Alekseevna took
him to see Caucasus. There, young Lermontov for the first time loved-
a girl he would later describe as having golden hair and a "pair
of angelic eyes".
The intellectual atmosphere which he breathed in his youth differed
little from that in which Pushkin had grown up, though the domination
of French had begun to give way before the fancy for English, and
Lamartine shared his popularity with Byron. In his early childhood
Lermontov was educated by a certain Frenchman named Gendrot; but
Gendrot was a poor pedagogue, and Elizabeth Alekseevna decided to
take Lermontov to Moscow to prepare him better for the gymnasium.
In Moscow, Lermontov was introduced to Goethe and Schiller by a
German pedagogue, Levy, and a short time after, in 1828, he entered
the gymnasium. He showed himself to be an incredibly talented student,
once completely stealing the show at an exam by, first, impeccably
reciting some poetry, and second, successfully performing a violin
piece. At the gimnasium he also became acquainted with the poetry
of Pushkin and Zhukovsky, and one of his friends, Catherine Hvostovaya,
later described him as "married to a hefty volume of Byron".
This friend had at one time been an object of Lermontov's affection,
and to her he dedicated some of his earliest poems, one of the most
remarkable ones being (tr?). At that time, together with Lermontov's
poetic passion, there also awoke an inclination for poisonous wit
and cruel and sardonic humor. His ability to draw caricatures was
matched by his ability to shoot someone down with a well aimed epigram
or nickname.
From the academic gymnasium Lermontov passed on, in the August
of 1830, to the Moscow University. That same summer the final, tragic
act of the family discord played out. Having been struck deep by
his son's alienation, Yuri Lermontov leaves the Arseniev house for
good, only to die a short time later. His father's death on such
a note was a terrible loss for Lermontov, as is evidenced by a few
of his poems: "Forgive me, Will we Meet Again?" and "The
Terrible Fate of Father and Son".
Lermontov's career at the University was very abrupt. While there,
he was remembered for his aloofness and arrogant disposition; he
attended the lectures rather faithfully, often reading a book in
the corner of the auditorium, but rarely took part in student life.
What brought his time at the University to an end was a prank a
group of students pulled against the obnoxious professor Malov.
Once, when the professor commenced the lecture with his favorite
phrase, "the man, who," a group of students that had already
gathered there from various departments, started to applaud and
yell: "Fora! Excellent!" At this, Malov coiled up, crawled
off the podium, and quickly walked out onto the street, where the
students followed and threw a pair of shoes after him. Lermontov,
who had attended this "event", could have dearly paid
for it, and thus, some consider this to be the reason for his departure.
The events at the University led Lermontov to seriously reconsider
his career choice. From 1830 to 1834 he attended the school of cadets
at Saint Petersburg, and in due course he became an officer in the
guards. There Lermontov got a chance to show off his incredible
strength and prankish character: he and another junker would tie
steel ramrods, as if they were simple ropes, into knots, until they
were caught at this task by General Schlippenbach. When he caught
them, he yelled out, "What, are you kids, to pull pranks like
these?" and since that time Lermontov would laugh:"What
kids! to tie steel ramrods into knots!" All this time he was
writing much poetry imitative of Pushkin and Byron. He also took
a keen interest in Russian history and medieval epics, which would
be reflected in the Song of the Merchant Kalashnikov, his long poem
Borodino, poems addressed to the city of Moscow, and a series of
popular ballads.
Fame and exile
To his own and the nation's anger at the loss of Pushkin (1837)
the young soldier gave vent in a passionate poem addressed to the
tsar, and the very voice which proclaimed that, if Russia took no
vengeance on the assassin of her poet, no second poet would be given
her, was itself an intimation that such a poet had come already.
The poem all but accused the powerful "pillars" of Russian
high society of complicity in Pushkin's murder. Without mincing
words, it portrayed this society as a cabal of venal and venomous
wretches "huddling about the Throne in a greedy throng",
"the hangmen who kill liberty, genius, and glory" about
to suffer the apocalyptic judgement of God. Cleaving the repressive
atmosphere of 1830's Russia like a lightning bolt from a still sky,
the poem had the power of Biblical prophecy, though the poet's contemporaries
were often more likely to perceive it as the ravings of a madman.
Lermontov took delight in painting mountain landscapesThe tsar,
however, seems to have found more impertinence than inspiration
in the address, for Lermontov was forthwith sent off to the Caucasus
as an officer of dragoons. He had been in the Caucasus with his
grandmother as a boy of ten, and he found himself at home by yet
deeper sympathies than those of childish recollection. The stern
and rocky virtues of the mountaineers against whom he had to fight,
no less than the scenery of the rocks and of the mountains themselves,
proved akin to his heart; the emperor had exiled him to his native
land.
Lermontov visited Saint Petersburg in 1838 and 1839, and his indignant
observations of the aristocratic milieu, wherein fashionable ladies
welcomed him as a celebrity, occassioned his play Masquerade. Otherwise,
his unreciprocated attachment to Varvara Lopukhina was recorded
in the novel Princess Ligovskaya, which he never finished. His duel
with a son of the French ambassador led to his being returned to
the Caucasian army, where he distinguished himself in the hand-to-hand
fighting near the Valerik River.
By 1839 he completed his only full-scale novel, A Hero of Our Time,
which prophetically describes the duel in which he lost his life
in July 1841. In this contest he had purposely selected the edge
of a precipice, so that if either combatant was wounded so as to
fall his fate should be sealed. Much of his best verse was posthumously
discovered in his pocket-book.
Works
During his lifetime, Lermontov published only one slender collection
of poems (1840). Three volumes, much mutilated by the censorship,
were issued a year after his death. His short poems range from indignantly
patriotic pieces like Fatherland to the pantheistic glorification
of living nature (e.g., I Go Out to the Road Alone...) Lermontov's
early verse has been accused of puerility, for, despite his dexterious
command of the language, it usually appeals more to adolescents
than to adults. But that typically Romantic air of disenchantment
was an illusion of which he was too conscious himself. Quite unlike
Shelley, with whom he is often compared, he attempted to analyse
and bring to light the deepest reasons for this metaphysical discontent
with society and himself (e.g., It's Boring and Sad...)
Mikhail Vrubel's illustration to the Demon (1890).Both patriotic
and pantheistic veins in his poetry had incalculable repercussions
throughout later Russian literature. Boris Pasternak, for instance,
dedicated his 1917 poetic collection of signal importance to the
memory of Lermontov's Demon. Such was the name of a long poem, featuring
some of the most mellifluent lines in the language, which Lermontov
rewrote upon a number of occassions, until his very death. The poem,
which celebrates carnal passions of the "eternal spirit of
atheism" to a "maid of mountains", was banned from
publication for decades. Anton Rubinstein's lush opera on the same
subject was also banned by censors who deemed it sacrilegious.
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