Abstract
Mihailo Dmitriev is no more; In grade he reached the ninth class. He was an adjutant at the court And a pen-polisher on Parnassus. Addendum (upon learning from Dmitriev, who was not dead, that the latter was counselor of the 4th, not 9th, rank) So, of your class I was mistaken, But as of this, I'm clearly certain, That you were a pissoir on Parnassus, And a spitoon for the Muses. 1. I hail thee, newly-minted adjutant! More handsome now than ever you were: You are gilded like a chamber pot and punch-drunk, a copper penny's worth. 2. Oh, twice wretched victim of hell's infernal spawn: Your were killed by D’Anthes and published by Gennady. Anonymous rumor and gossip-column lie Are the detested aides of despicable impotence. To you I raise my hat because below your hints Hides your signature, in plain sight. To reconcile your fear of shame with shamelessness, You offered proof, having your soul twisted Twice, that though you would gladly sacrifice Your honor in hand, your name still carries a price.
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