A. Fet “Even more fragrant spring bliss...” (Perception, interpretation, evaluation.). Poem by A. Fet “Still fragrant bliss of spring” and F. Tyutchev “Still the sight of the earth is sad” (Comparative analysis)
Poem "It's still spring fragrant bliss..." was written by the famous Russian poet Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet in 1854. A few months after its creation, it was first published in the Sovremennik magazine, along with a number of other poems by the poet. At the time of writing the work, the name of A. A. Fet was already widely known, the poet became close to literary circle magazine “Sovremennik”, where such recognized masters of words as I. Turgenev and N. Nekrasov were members. Despite Fet's friendship with other poets, their influence on his poetry was minimal: A. A. Fet was an innovator in the field of verse and followed his own unique style.
The poems of A. A. Fet are considered the pinnacle of Russian landscape lyrics, to that literary direction also belongs to the work “Another fragrant bliss of spring...”. When creating the poem, the poet turned to one of his favorite lyrical genres: elegies. Creative works This style is distinguished by a slight sadness that permeates the author’s lines. The melancholy, thoughtful mood of the poem creates a feeling of observing the world around us. In the last lines of the work, the lyrical hero’s spiritual uplift occurs; his inspiration is noticeable due to the appearance of the first signals of the coming spring.
The elegy “Still fragrant spring bliss...” is dedicated to nature theme, like most of the works of A. A. Fet. In the poet's work, love for landscapes is closely intertwined with love for his native land, but at the same time there are no motives of civil lyricism in the poem. The central place is occupied by the worldview of the lyrical hero, observing nature filled with spirituality.
The work consists of three stanzas, each of which consists of five lines. The first two stanzas logically unite each other and are built into a single composition. In them the poet describes the winter landscape with its signs: "The ravines are full of snow", “only at noon the sun warms”. The third stanza was created using the technique of opposition; notes appear in it spring nature: "passing cranes", "news of rebirth".
Plot The poem is a series of picturesque paintings that replace each other. The author seems to be painting two landscapes: on the first of them there is still snow, and the sun begins to warm only at noon. The lyrical hero observes winter, in which there is still no hint of spring metamorphosis; but he anticipates them, this is indicated by the constantly repeated word “more.” Fet understands that winter will not last forever, and spring is about to come. The second landscape, painted by the author, also depicts winter, but the man is "beauty of the steppes"- is already experiencing the feeling of the arrival of spring, which is in the air along with the passing cranes. In a short sketch, the poet manages to show the relationship between man and nature, a synthesis of feelings that is familiar to everyone who has observed changes in the world around them.
The lines of the poem are written in tetrameter and pentameter iambic.
The poem “Even more fragrant spring bliss...” is distinguished by a variety of paths, which create a uniquely beautiful landscape of awakening nature. Among them are such means artistic expression as numerous epithets ("beauty of the steppes", "frozen path", "fragrant spring"), metaphor ("rebirth is a living message"), antithesis(third stanza against the backdrop of the first two), personifications (“the sun is warming”, “the linden tree is turning red”, “the birch tree is turning yellow”), syntactic parallelism using lexical repetition ( "more"). The last stylistic figure is actively used by the author in order to emphasize the mood of anticipation of changes in nature. The onset of spring cannot happen suddenly; all changes are gradual, smooth, and the poet talks about them as if moment by moment. At the same time, the transience of the moment is also noted, this is manifested in the rapid change in the nature of the poem in the final stanza.
Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet is a genius of landscape poetry. His extraordinarily beautiful and thoughtful poem “Still fragrant spring bliss...” is filled with an amazing love for nature, which has so many faces.
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A. A. Fet. The poem “Even more fragrant spring bliss...”. Analysis of the work
Time of writing
The poem was written in 1854.
Main thought (idea)
The poet's goal in this poem is to create a figurative and emotional picture of nature, to convey the subtle, almost elusive feeling of the lyrical hero, his joy.
The poem belongs to landscape lyric poetry. The genre of the poem is elegy. The poetic meter is iambic pentameter and tetrameter, the rhyme system is ААААБ with alternating male and female rhymes.
The poem has three five-line stanzas. They support and continue each other, creating a complete image. The third stanza is the antithesis of the previous two. It contains the main idea a poet who subtly senses the coming awakening of nature:
But the news of rebirth is alive
Already there are in the passing cranes,
And, following them with my eyes,
The beauty of the steppe is standing
With a bluish blush on her cheeks.
Sketching a living picture captures an elusive moment. It is important for a poet to create and convey a vivid emotional impression. Epithets serve this purpose (fragrant spring, frozen path, passing cranes). The author uses syntactic parallelism as the main compositional principle.
Words with high stylistic coloring(“descend”) adds sublimity to the image and ennobles spring. The inversion also adds greatness to the image of spring. It is no coincidence that the emphasis in the word “full” is shifted.
In the second stanza of the poem, Fet's impressionism is manifested. Spring comes in all its variety of changing forms:
The sun barely warms at noon,
The linden tree turns red in height,
Through it, the birch tree turns a little yellow...
It is no coincidence that the particles “barely” and “slightly” are used: they add a touch of a living moment to the picture of nature. The appearance of spring is inevitable, it is approaching step by step, moment by moment. “The nightingale does not yet dare to sing in the currant bush,” but the imagination of the lyrical hero is already drawing this image.
Didactic material
for a literature lesson in 5th grade
Analysis of the poem
“More fragrant bliss of spring”
teacher of Russian language and literature MBOU "Lyceum No. 1"
r.p.Chamzinka Republic of Mordovia
check the level of knowledge of A.A. Fet’s work, the degree of understanding of the poem “Even more fragrant bliss of spring”, its themes, ideas, features of the visual and expressive means of poetic language
A.A.Fet
“More fragrant bliss of spring”
More fragrant spring bliss
She didn’t have time to come down to us,
The ravines are still full of snow,
Even before dawn the cart rattles
On a frozen path.
But the news of rebirth is alive
Already in the migratory cranes,
And, following them with my eyes,
The beauty of the steppe is standing
With a bluish blush on her cheeks.
The linden tree turns red in height,
And the nightingale does not dare yet
Sing in a currant bush.
The leading theme of the poem is:
d) freedom
c) nature;
b) homeland;
How many microthemes can this poem be divided into:
More fragrant spring bliss
She didn’t have time to come down to us,
The ravines are still full of snow,
Even before dawn the cart rattles
On a frozen path.
The sun barely warms at noon,
The linden tree turns red in height,
Through, the birch tree turns a little yellow,
And the nightingale does not dare yet
Sing in a currant bush.
But the news of rebirth is alive
Already in the migratory cranes,
And, following them with my eyes,
The beauty of the steppe is standing
With a bluish blush on her cheeks.
What feeling is conveyed in the line
“More spring fragrant bliss
Didn’t have time to come down to us”?
a) indifference;
b) expectation of change;
c) experience;
d) a premonition of spring
The last stanza of the poem is dedicated to:
a) the arrival of spring;
b) the departure of winter;
c) meeting a beauty;
d) the coming awakening of nature
What is the name of the visual medium used in combinations? "fragrant bliss"
"on the frozen path" :
d) metonymy
a) epithet;
b) metaphor;
For comparison;
Name the key phrase of the poem:
“But the news of rebirth is living
Already in the migratory cranes"
In line
“But the news of rebirth is living
Already in the migratory cranes" used syntactic device. Name this technique:
inversion
What type of lyricism does this poem belong to?
landscape lyrics
Determine the meter in which the poem is written:
More fragrant spring bliss
She didn’t have time to come down to us,
The ravines are still full of snow,
Even before dawn the cart rattles
On a frozen path.
The sun barely warms at noon,
The linden tree turns red in height,
Through, the birch tree turns a little yellow,
And the nightingale does not dare yet
Sing in a currant bush.
But the news of rebirth is alive
Already in the migratory cranes,
And, following them with my eyes,
The beauty of the steppe is standing
With a bluish blush on her cheeks.
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Composition
A. A. Fet is deservedly and widely known as a subtle lyricist, a sensitive artist, who created bright, unforgettable pictures of nature, reflecting the most difficult experiences human soul. Feta the lyricist was not interested in the social and political problems of our time, for which he, as a representative of “pure art,” was condemned and ridiculed by revolutionary democratic literary figures. The main themes for the poet were “eternal” themes: nature, love, beauty. His poems are musical, his images excite with sounds, smells, they are almost tangible, visible, like beautiful bright moments of life. Fet’s nature is spiritual and harmonious with the human soul; it is interconnected with the mood and attitude of the lyrical hero. As Af himself wrote. Fet in the preface to the third edition of the poems “Evening Lights”, he would like to find in poetry “a refuge from all everyday sorrows,” and such a refuge becomes for him, first of all, nature, its elusive world, permeated with the thought of beauty and eternity.
The poem “Still fragrant bliss of spring...” was written in 1854 by an already famous poet, a recognized master of landscape lyricism. The author paints a picture of just emerging spring, or rather, a foretaste of it:
More fragrant spring bliss
She didn’t have time to come down to us,
The ravines are still full of snow,
Even before dawn the cart rattles
On a frozen path.
The poem is small in volume - it has only three five-line stanzas. Two of them compositionally continue each other, emphasizing winter signs surrounding landscape. The sun warms “barely at noon”, the trees are still transparent and bare, “and the nightingale does not yet dare to occupy the currant bush” - its time has not yet come. But the third stanza is the antithesis of the previous two, and this is the main thing the thought of a poet who subtly senses the coming awakening of nature:
But the news of rebirth is alive
Already there are in the passing cranes,
And, following them with my eyes,
The beauty of the steppe is standing
With a bluish blush on the cheeks
The feeling of the revival of nature is in the air, it is transmitted to man and projected by the author directly onto man - a steppe beauty who feels the cold, but dreamily awaits spring, as all nature awaits it. This sketch of a living picture conveys one elusive moment, using the author's artistic means creating a vivid emotional impression. As always with the author, epithets serve this purpose (“fragrant spring”, “frozen path”, “passing cranes”). A major role in this case is played by syntactic parallelism, which is subordinated, as already mentioned, to the compositional design of the mood of the work. In the first two stanzas, these are repetitions of both individual words (“still”) and the syntactic model chosen by the author. The third stanza, like an antithesis, begins with the conjunction “but” and is expressive means transferring the author's idea to subordinates common goal. Creating an intensely emotional picture of nature, conveying the subtle, almost elusive feeling of the lyrical hero, his joy, the trembling novelty of sensation - these are the features that distinguish Fet’s landscape lyrics and give him the right to be called a subtle artist of nature, an inspired master of poetic creativity.
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