Сергей Аксаков

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Сергей Аксаков


Born
in Ufa, Russian Empire
October 01, 1791

Died
May 12, 1859


Сергей Тимофеевич Аксаков (Sergei Aksakov) — русский писатель, государственный чиновник и общественный деятель, литературный и театральный критик, мемуарист, автор книг о рыбалке и охоте, лепидоптеролог. Отец русских писателей и общественных деятелей славянофилов: Константина, Ивана и Веры Аксаковых. Член-корреспондент Императорской Санкт-Петербургской Академии наук. ...more

Average rating: 4.07 · 702 ratings · 55 reviews · 45 distinct works
Аленький цветочек

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A Russian Gentleman

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Конек-горбунок

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Years of Childhood

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A Russian Schoolboy

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“That summer I spent a whole month at the place, and every day I went to fish in the early morning, in the lake formed by the mouth of of the rivulet Kakarma where it joins the charming Insa. The hut, where Yevseyitsch lived, was built close to the water's edge, and each day as I approached the lake, I perceived the bent, white-haired old man leaning against the wall of his cottage, facing the rising sun; his withered hands clasped round a staff which he pressed against his breast; while his sightless eyes were raised towards the Eastern sky. He could not see the light, but he enjoyed the warmth, which comforted him in the chilly dawn; and his countenance was at once both serene and melancholy.”
Sergei Aksakov, A Family Chronicle

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