I've hated the whole world to love you. Lermontov Mikhail - I will not humiliate myself before you.

Love occupies an important place in the work of many poets. Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov also paid great attention to this topic.
The poem “K ***” (“I will not humiliate myself before you ...”), written in 1832, is dedicated to Natalya Fedorovna Ivanova, with whom the young poet was then in love. The work is about disappointment, about unrequited love, about the betrayal of a girl who did not appreciate the sublime feelings lyrical hero, that is, the author himself. Offended in his feelings, the poet reproaches his beloved that she was not honest with him, did not justify his hopes, but only flirted, taking away the time that he could spend on creativity. This situation changed Lermontov's attitude towards women. His disappointment in love is understandable and cannot but arouse sympathy. The heroine did not appreciate the sincerity and strength of the poet's feelings, he bitterly realized this and now, probably, he will never be able to be happy and carefree in love.

I will not humble myself before you;
Neither your hello nor your reproach
Have no control over my soul.
Know: we are strangers from now on.
You forgot: I am freedom
I will not give up for delusion;
And so I sacrificed years
Your smile and eyes
And so I've seen too long
You have the hope of young days,
And the whole world hated
To love you more.
Who knows, maybe those moments
that flowed at your feet,
I took inspiration!
What did you replace them with?
Perhaps the thought of heaven
And by the strength of the spirit I am convinced
I would give the world a wonderful gift,
And me for that immortality he?
Why so tenderly promised
Did you replace his crown?
Why weren't you at first
What did you finally become?
I'm proud! - forgive - love another,
Dream of finding love in another:
Whatever is earthly
I will not become a slave.
To foreign mountains, under the sky of the south
I'll retire, maybe;
But we know each other too well
To forget each other.
From now on I will enjoy
And in passion I will swear by everything;
I will laugh with everyone
And I don't want to cry with anyone;
I'll start to deceive shamelessly
To not love as I loved
Or it is possible to respect women,
When did an angel cheat on me?
I was ready for death and torment
And call the whole world to battle
To your young hand
Madman! - once again shake!
Not knowing the insidious betrayal,
I gave my soul to you;
Did you know the price of such a soul?
You knew: - I didn't know you!

Artist: People's Artist of the USSR Leonid Markov

In 1966, Leonid Markov moved to work at the Mossovet Theatre. Here he played almost the entire classical repertoire: Lermontov, Turgenev, Chekhov, Dostoevsky, Tolstoy. Yuri Zavadsky took him with the expectation that he would replace Nikolai Mordvinov in Masquerade. And if Nikolai Mordvinov played a nobleman - a brilliant speech, a straight back, in general, a gentleman, an aristocrat, then Leonid Markov's Arbenin was a raznochintsy who made it to the people, and for this he is hated in the world.
Leonid Markov knew how to focus on the personal, and not on the social drama of the hero, he created a character, not a type. He played a lot of classical roles, but his characters, perhaps without realizing it, suffered from quite modern depression - the heavy shame of a strong man, exhausted by the dullness of the soviet "stagnation".
In 1990, he was offered the role of Satan in the film Hotel Eden, and he accepted. Filming ended at the end of February 1991. However, on March 1, the technical director ran to Markov and said that when voiced, one phrase said by his hero, that is, Satan, did not work out. The phrase was this: "Disgrace on earth begins when a pure, bright soul appears on it." Markov had to go to the tone studio and re-voic the phrase again. Immediately after that, he suddenly became ill and was taken to the hospital. There he died two days later.

The poem was written in 1832. Addressed to N. F. Ivanova, one of the poet's acquaintances, who was the subject of his hobbies in his youth. Perhaps it was Natalia Fedorovna Lermontov who dedicated the largest number of his poems, the motive of which was: at the beginning of the acquaintance - delight and admiration, and at the end - deceived hopes and a vain thirst for love.

Ivanova Natalya Fedorovna
(From a portrait drawn
artist W. F. Binneman)
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Fragment of the autograph of the poem
(page from Lermontov's notebook)

In addition to this poem, the following works of Lermontov were dedicated and addressed to Natalya Ivanova:

. "1831 June 11 days"
. "To the album of N. F. Ivanova"
. "Vision"
. "Time for the heart to be at rest"
. "The Almighty pronounced his judgment"
. "God forbid that you never know"
. "Worn out by longing and sickness"
. "Why a magical smile"
. "When only memories"
. "I have loved since the beginning of my life"
. "Instantly running through the mind"
. “I can’t languish in my homeland”
. "Not you, but fate was to blame"
. "Romance to Ivanova"
. "Sonnet"
. "I'm not worthy, maybe"

"K * (I will not humiliate myself before you ...)" Mikhail Lermontov

I will not humble myself before you;
Neither your hello nor your reproach
Have no control over my soul.
Know: we are strangers from now on.
You forgot: I am freedom
I will not give up for delusion;
And so I sacrificed years
Your smile and eyes
And so I've seen too long
In you the hope of young days
And the whole world hated
To love you more.
Who knows, maybe those moments
that flowed at your feet,
I took inspiration!
What did you replace them with?
Perhaps I think heavenly
And by the strength of the spirit I am convinced
I would give the world a wonderful gift,
And me for that immortality he?
Why so tenderly promised
You replace his crown,
Why weren't you at first
What has finally become!
I'm proud! - I'm sorry! love another
Dream of finding love in another;
Whatever is earthly
I will not become a slave.
To foreign mountains, under the sky of the south
I'll retire, maybe;
But we know each other too well
To forget each other.
From now on I will enjoy
And in passion I will swear by everything;
I will laugh with everyone
And I don't want to cry with anyone;
I'll start to deceive shamelessly
So as not to love, as I loved, -
Or it is possible to respect women,
When did an angel cheat on me?
I was ready for death and torment
And call the whole world to battle
To your young hand -
Crazy! - once again shake!
Not knowing the insidious betrayal,
I gave my soul to you;
Did you know the price of such a soul?
You knew - I didn't know you!

Analysis of Lermontov's poem "K * (I will not humiliate myself before you ...)"

In the summer of 1830, 16-year-old Mikhail Lermontov, while relaxing in a country estate, met Natalya Ivanova, the daughter of a famous Russian writer at that time. The girl captivates him not only with her beauty, but also reciprocates the young poet. After an unsuccessful affair with Ekaterina Sushkova, who mercilessly ridiculed her young admirer, Lermontov again feels the taste of life. He is fascinated by his beloved and dedicates his first timid verses to her, in which he hints at his feelings. Now it is already difficult to establish for certain whether the young people had a love explanation, and whether they swore an oath of allegiance to each other, but Lermontov returns to Moscow inspired and completely cured of despondency.

It is known that the poet and his chosen one met several times at balls during 1830, which caused Lermontov's deep disappointment. He made sure that he was for Natalya Ivanova just a passing hobby, and at receptions she preferred to spend time in the company of more successful gentlemen, with whom she openly flirted. However, the final break between the lovers occurred in the summer of 1831. What exactly happened between Lermontov and Ivanova is no longer possible to establish for certain. However, after returning to Moscow, the 17-year-old poet, unexpectedly for himself, writes a play called "Strange Man", the prototype of the main character in which is his chosen one. According to the plot, a girl who swore an oath of allegiance to her beloved later takes back her words and gives preference to another. It is quite likely that in real life the same thing happened, and Natalya Ivanova was simply carried away by another young man.

One way or another, in the winter of 1832, 5 months after the fateful events, Mikhail Lermontov created the poem “K * (I will not humiliate myself before you ...)”, the handwritten version of which is sent to the one he loved. In this work, the author seems to draw a line under this short novel, emphasizing: "we are strangers from now on." Explaining his decision to finally break off relations with his beloved, the poet notes that he made too much sacrifice in the name of high feelings for the one who does not deserve it. “And the whole world hated to love you more,” the poet notes. At the same time, Lermontov considers those one and a half years that this novel lasted to be irretrievably lost for poetry, since he indulged in unrealizable dreams instead of honing his literary style.

The poet considers himself deceived and insulted. But he blames this not only on his beloved, who was not at all the one she wanted to appear. First of all, the author calls himself a "madman", as he went on about his own feelings, which overshadowed the voice of reason. However, the epiphany came quickly enough, and Lermontov wants only one thing for his chosen one - "dream to find love in another."

As in the play, the poet directly indicates that the reason for the breakup was that Natalya Ivanova preferred another young man to him. And this discouraged Lermontov so much that he finally became disillusioned with the fairer sex, asking: “Is it possible to respect women when an angel cheated on me?” However, from now on, the poet no longer intends to entertain himself with illusions and be deluded, believing that it is better to put an end to this love story than to sacrifice freedom for the sake of the illusion of happiness.

No one knew about the novel between Lermontov and Ivanova, so for a long time the poems marked with the initials of Natalya Ivanova, which in a year and a half had a total of more than 30 pieces, remained the posthumous secret of the poet. It was only in the middle of the last century that the literary critic Irakli Andronnikov managed to decipher the name of the mysterious stranger with whom Lermontov was in love, who shed light on tragic story love of a young poet.

Reader Maxim Levchenko

I will not humble myself before you;
Neither your hello nor your reproach
Have no control over my soul.
Know: we are strangers from now on.

You forgot: I am freedom
I will not give up for delusion;
And so I sacrificed years
Your smile and eyes

And so I've seen too long
In you the hope of young days
And the whole world hated
To love you more.

Who knows, maybe those moments
that flowed at your feet,
I took inspiration!
What did you replace them with?

Perhaps I think heavenly
And by the strength of the spirit I am convinced
I would give the world a wonderful gift,
And me for that immortality he?

Why so tenderly promised
You replace his crown,
Why weren't you at first
What has finally become!

I'm proud! - I'm sorry! love another
Dream of finding love in another;
Whatever is earthly
I will not become a slave.

To foreign mountains, under the sky of the south
I'll retire, maybe;
But we know each other too well
To forget each other.

From now on I will enjoy
And in passion I will swear by everything;
I will laugh with everyone
And I don't want to cry with anyone;

I'll start to deceive shamelessly
So as not to love, as I loved, -
Or it is possible to respect women,
When did an angel cheat on me?

I was ready for death and torment
And call the whole world to battle
To your young hand -
Crazy! - once again shake!

Not knowing the insidious betrayal,
I gave my soul to you;
Did you know the price of such a soul?
You knew - I didn't know you!

1832
Mikhail Lermontov Reads Maxim Levchenko

I don't stop before thee;
Neither your greetings nor your reproach
Have no control over my soul.
Know that we are strangers from now.

You forgot: I "m single
For zbluzhdenya not give;
And so I donated years
your smile and eyes,

And so I saw too long
As you hope young days
And the whole world has hated
To love you stronger.

Who knows, maybe those moments
That leaked at your feet,
I robbed the inspiration!
And what do you replace them?

Perhaps thoughts of heaven
And the fortitude convinced
I would have given the world a wonderful gift,
And for me it's immortality?

Why so tenderly promised
You replace it with a crown,
Why were you not the first
By what has become at last!

I "m proud! - Sorry! Love others,
Dream to find love in the other;
What impression whatever Earth
I "m not a slave to the forbearance of God.

To a stranger mountains under sky south
I retired, maybe;
But we too know each other,
To forget each other.

From now on, I will enjoy
And I will wear all the passions;
All I will laugh
And cry not anyone want to;

I will begin to cheat outrageously,
So as not to love as I loved -
Ile respect women may
When did I change the angel?

I was ready to die and flour
And the whole world call to battle,
Mladen to your hand
Madman - once again shake!

Not znav treacherous betrayal,
I gave you a soul;
Such souls you knew miles price ?
You know - I don't know!

1832
Mikhail Lermontov

A year after parting with Sushkova, Lermontov was enrolled in Moscow University and he had another chosen one.
In the poems written in the spring and summer of 1831, the mysterious initials N.F.I.
They are deciphered as Natalya Fedorovna Ivanova. They met back in 1830, and at first she was only an impassive connoisseur of the poet's work, a confidant of his thoughts, anxieties and hopes. A year later, the poet fell in love with her in earnest. Love was mutual, they often meet, understand each other, but soon Ivanova cheated on the poet. For him, it's a disaster. He bitterly recognized his dream.

Irakli Andronikov in his remarkable work "The Riddle of N.F.I." conducted a whole investigation to find out who this mysterious N.F.I., to whom Lermontov dedicated a cycle of wonderful poems and absolutely proved that this is exactly Natalya Feodorovna Obreskova, born Ivanova, he discovered a picturesque portrait of Ivanova and found an album with unknown poems Lermontov dedicated to the Ivanov sisters. Irakli Andronikov ends his study with the words:

For the last time, Lermontov turns to N.F.I. to part with her forever. With what bitterness he speaks to her of the two years that have passed! And with what pride - about their inspired work, with what faith in their great destiny! Here they are, these verses for parting:

I will not humble myself before you;
Neither your hello nor your reproach
Have no control over my soul.
Know: we are strangers from now on.
You forgot: I am freedom
I will not give up for delusion;
And so I sacrificed years
Your smile and eyes
And so I've seen too long
In you the hope of young days
And the whole world hated
To love you more.
Who knows, maybe those moments
that flowed at your feet,
I took inspiration!
What did you replace them with?
Perhaps the thought of heaven
And by the strength of the spirit I am convinced
I would give the world a wonderful gift,
And me for that immortality he?
Why so tenderly promised
You replace his crown,
Why weren't you at first
What has finally become!
I'm proud! .. sorry! .. love another,
Dream of finding love in another;
Whatever is earthly
I will not become a slave.
To foreign mountains under the sky of the south
I'll retire, maybe;
But we know each other too well
To forget each other.
From now on I will enjoy
And in passion I will swear by everything;
I will laugh with everyone
And I don't want to cry with anyone;
I'll start to deceive shamelessly
So as not to love, as I loved;
Or it is possible to respect women,
When did an angel cheat on me?
I was ready for death and torment
And call the whole world to battle
To your young hand -
Madman! - once again shake!
Not knowing the insidious betrayal,
I gave my soul to you;
Did you know the price of such a soul?
You knew - I didn't know you!