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The Prophet
By Nikolay Nekrasov (18211877)
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That he himself for his own fate’s to blame.
Clearer than we, he saw that man cannot
Both serve the good and save himself from flame.
His soul for worldly honors did not sigh;
For self alone he could not live below,
But for the sake of others he could die.
He will not say that “life to him was dear”;
He will not say that “death was useless pain”:
To him long since his destiny was clear.