In the course of the reading he [Pushkin] became more and more melancholy and finally became completely gloomy. When the reading was over he uttered in a voice full of sorrow: "Goodness, how sad is our Russia!"


Four Letters Concerning Dead Souls (1843)


In the course of the reading he [Pushkin] became more and more melancholy and finally became completely gloomy. When the reading was over he uttered...

In the course of the reading he [Pushkin] became more and more melancholy and finally became completely gloomy. When the reading was over he uttered...

In the course of the reading he [Pushkin] became more and more melancholy and finally became completely gloomy. When the reading was over he uttered...

In the course of the reading he [Pushkin] became more and more melancholy and finally became completely gloomy. When the reading was over he uttered...