Do not believe me, friend, when, in excess of grief
I say that I fell out of love with you
At low tide, do not believe the betrayal of the sea,
It returns to the earth, loving.
Already I yearn, full of former passion,
I'll give you my freedom again
And the waves are already running with the reverse noise
From afar to your favorite shores!
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Do not believe me, friend, when, in excess of grief
I say that I fell out of love with you
At low tide, do not believe the betrayal of the sea,
It returns to the earth, loving.
Already I yearn, full of former passion,
I'll give you my freedom again
And the waves are already running with the reverse noise
From afar to your favorite shores!
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Being in the family estate, Tolstoy reflects for a long time on his relationship with this woman and comes to the conclusion that only she alone is able to make him truly happy. It was then that the poet decides that he will fight to the end for his love and wait for fate to have mercy on him, allowing him to reunite with his chosen one. As a result, a cycle of poems addressed to Sophia Miller appears, which the poet secretly passes on to his beloved. Among them is a work called "Do not believe me, friend, when in excess of grief ...", written in the fall of 1856.
At this time, the nobility of St. Petersburg returns to the city, the time of balls and all kinds of secular entertainment begins. However, Alexei Tolstoy decides to stay in the village so as not to aggravate an already difficult situation. He understands that Sophia Miller is waiting for him, but he cannot do otherwise, fearing to further compromise his chosen one. Therefore, he asks her to forget everything that was said during the breakup, and not to believe that love has passed. “At low tide, do not believe the betrayal of the sea, it returns to the earth, loving,” the poet notes.
He realizes that he is ready for anything for the sake of his chosen one and notes: "I will give you my freedom again." A long separation helps the poet to understand his own feelings and understand that love cannot be scattered, even if it sometimes causes unbearable mental pain.
“Do not believe me, friend, when, in excess of grief ...” Alexei Tolstoy
Do not believe me, friend, when, in excess of grief
I say that I fell out of love with you
At low tide, do not believe the betrayal of the sea,
It returns to the earth, loving.Already I yearn, full of former passion,
I'll give you my freedom again
And the waves are already running with the reverse noise
From afar to your favorite shores!
Analysis of Tolstoy's poem "Do not trust me, friend, when, in excess of grief ..."
The fatal meeting between Alexei Tolstoy and Sophia Miller took place in 1852, and within a few months they became lovers. The novel became public, and up to a certain point it was treated with condescending politeness, since such relationships, if not encouraged, then certainly not condemned in high society. However, Alexei Tolstoy refused to play by the generally accepted rules, publicly declaring that he intended to marry his chosen one. It was then that a real scandal broke out, in which dozens of people were involved, including relatives of the lovers and their friends. But the most humiliated and insulted in this situation was Lev Miller, Sophia's legal husband. As it turned out later, he was distantly related to Alexei Tolstoy, which added fuel to the fire even more. As a result, Miller refused to give a divorce to his wife and insisted that she refuse to meet with her lover. In order not to aggravate the situation, the poet went to the family estate, located in the Chernigov province. However, the day before he had an explanation with his beloved, during which Tolstoy insisted on finally breaking off relations. Sophia Miller indignantly rejected this proposal, and the couple broke up, still undecided what to do next.
Being in the family estate, Tolstoy reflects for a long time on his relationship with this woman and comes to the conclusion that only she alone is able to make him truly happy. It was then that the poet decides that he will fight to the end for his love and wait for fate to have mercy on him, allowing him to reunite with his chosen one. As a result, a cycle of poems addressed to Sophia Miller appears, which the poet secretly passes on to his beloved. Among them is a work called "Do not believe me, friend, when in excess of grief ...", written in the fall of 1856.
At this time, the nobility of St. Petersburg returns to the city, the time of balls and all kinds of secular entertainment begins. However, Alexei Tolstoy decides to stay in the village so as not to aggravate an already difficult situation. He understands that Sophia Miller is waiting for him, but he cannot do otherwise, fearing to further compromise his chosen one. Therefore, he asks her to forget everything that was said during the breakup, and not to believe that love has passed. “At low tide, do not believe the betrayal of the sea, it returns to the earth, loving,” the poet notes.
He realizes that he is ready for anything for the sake of his chosen one and notes: "I will give you my freedom again." A long separation helps the poet to understand his own feelings and understand that love cannot be scattered, even if it sometimes causes unbearable mental pain.
