Fables Of Ivan Krylov

Ivan Krylov has been loved by Russian people for two hundred years for his Fables, works in which he gently satirizes the manifold weaknesses and failings of human beings, especially figures of authority, while at the same time praising and holding up for emulation the qualities in ordinary people of selflessness, industry, loyalty, love, friendship, perseverance Solid, earthy common sense and a long acquaintance with the ways of the world lie at the root of Krylov's observations. Some of the Fables are no more than humorous glimpses of life and human nature, or snapshots of the bizarre preoccupations of fantasists, eccentrics, idealists and dreamers. Others offer wry, sardonic glimpses of life, and human relationships and behaviour. Yet others offer wise advice on the conduct of life, or are "cautionary tales": warnings about the consequences of ill-considered behaviour. Like other great allegorical writings the Fables can be read on different levels, and enjoyed by all, from young children to the very old. AUTHOR: Ivan Andreyevich Krylov was born near St. Petersburg in 1769 into a poor family of the minor nobility. His father, an army captain, died without a pension when Krylov was ten, leaving the family destitute. Krylov trained for the civil service, but from his early years nurtured literary ambitions. As a young man he wrote for satirical magazines and the theatre, but was constantly thwarted by the official censor. At the age of forty he published his first book of Fables, works written after the manner of Aesop and La Fontaine. They were an instant success, and were followed over the next 35 years by another eight books. He became a celebrated and much-loved literary figure. He was appointed librarian of the newly-opened public library and given a generous pension and the rank of State Advisor. In old age he became known for his eccentricity, and anecdotes of his notorious behaviour abounded. He was also a glutton, who could devour mountains of food at a sitting. He never married, though his cook's daughter Sasha was widely thought to be his. After his death in 1844 his reputation continued to grow: streets were named after him and many monuments were erected to his memory.