Bloody grave awaits me, grave without prayers and without a cross
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All newspapers wrote: “On July 15, at about 5 pm, a terrible storm broke out with thunder and lightning; at this very time, between Mashuk mountain and Beshtau mountain Yu. Lermontov, who had been treated in Pyatigorsk, died”
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One duel leads to the second. Inadvertently spoken word and terrible mountaineer Nikolai Solomonovich Martynov, after a long conversation at heightened tones, calls Lermontov to a new duel.
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Lermontov does not take this insult seriously. Do not apologize. Not even aiming for a duel. This makes Martynov.
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His resentment, humiliation in front of the lady of the heart made his shot so accurate that the great Russian poet instantly fell. The bullet went right through.
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A man who could replace Pushkin with us died. About the tragedy there, in the very same place, even griffon vultures, turned away from the obelisk, remind.
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One way or another, we cannot rewrite history. We can only remember, think about it, study the great heritage of Lermontov. And should do it.
Find this place on my google list and visitit. You will enjoy it.
