Ivan Savvich Nikitin

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Ivan Savvich Nikitin, Иван Саввич Никитин (1824-1861), a Russian poet.

There are the bright instants: 
The clear peace immerse your soul;
The fire of holy inspiration 
is burning inextinguishably.

It places press of the immortal force 
to the labor that considered and
silence of the grave and 
live brings to dead stones.

life gives, Lewdness and banality strikes, 
to good brings incense and eternal truth 
erects the holy altar and eternal temple. 

It does not require a reward, 
creates in quiet ...
But, man, there is no mercy 
in the bottomless and anxious pool.

Stone will fall on the breast of concern, 
need will forge the freedom of hands, 
Inspiration fire is dying,
The powerful engine of labor. 

1851, 1852

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