Beloved maidens! Playful and carefree,
You sing, you dance and frolic in the glades.
I, too, once dwelt in gay Arcadia,
I, too, in early days found moments
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It seems to me that the poet sees his attempts for Self Realization fade away into the nothingness. He still has great sympathy for those (maidens) who try to reach the lofty goal, but he resigns in melancholy. That's what the Russians are prone to and great at.
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It seems to me that the poet sees his attempts for Self Realization fade away into the nothingness. He still has great sympathy for those (maidens) who try to reach the lofty goal, but he resigns in melancholy. That's what the Russians are prone to and great at.