Bunin had hothouses built on his rich estate and grew lemons and apricots, unknown in Tula Province, as well as exotic flowers. Little Vassily Zhukovsky was another hothouse flower, growing up amid his numerous stepsisters. With his curly hair, dusky skin, and big eyes, he resembled his Turkish mother.
But Maria saw a resemblance to her only son, who had studied at Leipzig University and upon his return to Russia committed suicide over an unhappy love affair, like young Werther in Goethe’s novel. She basically adopted Zhukovsky, but he always called her “grandmother,” saving “mother” for Elizabeth.
The master of the house loved hunting, feasting, and women, but Maria adored books, receiving the latest works from Moscow and St. Petersburg, thereby acquiring most of the books published by the Mason Novikov. Many of his almanacs and magazines served as abundant food for thought for young Zhukovsky. Maria did not know foreign languages, but her son’s governors had taught him to speak, read, and write fluently in French and German (later, he mastered English as well). With time, Russia read the best poems by Goethe, Schiller, Byron, and Thomas Gray in Zhukovsky’s translations, which remain exemplary to this day.
Zhukovsky’s artistic gifts became evident when he was four. According to family lore, Vassily drew a copy of an icon on the floor with chalk; seeing it, the maid fell to her knees in prayer—it was a miracle! The boy immediately put an end to the religious ecstasy by claiming his author’s rights.
Zhukovsky’s public literary debut was a performance in a private house of his tragedy
The audience had to pay a 10-kopeck admission (his “grandmother” was let in for free, as an exception). The tragedy’s success inspired a new play, but it was an embarrassing flop. Zhukovsky later claimed that this failure contributed to his lifelong insecurity about his writing abilities.
Zhukovsky tended to be overly self-analytical, dreamy, and absent-minded—the typical hero of sentimental prose. His father died when Zhukovsky was eight, leaving him nothing in his will. His “grandmother” gave him 10,000 rubles—a considerable sum, but Zhukovsky still felt miserable.
He later recalled bitterly, “I took every kindness to me as pity. Yes, I had not been left or abandoned, I had a corner, but alas, I felt no one’s love; consequently, I could not repay love with love.”4
An exaggeration? Probably. A pose? Unlikely. Pure at heart, Zhukovsky was not a poseur.
The sentimental age in Russia gave rise to the ideal sentimental monarch, Alexander I, grandson of Catherine the Great and son of Emperor Paul I. In the remarkable line of Romanov rulers, Alexander I may be the most mysterious figure. His name is still surrounded by legends.
He was born to be happy but grew up, as Alexander Herzen put it, a “crowned Hamlet”—ambivalent, insecure, and given to mystical urges. His childhood gave no clue to the fateful zigzags and dramatic situations in his adult life.
Catherine adored her intelligent and gentle first grandson. She had hated Elizabeth I for taking away her son, Paul, but Catherine repeated (consciously? unconsciously?) the same stratagem: torn away from his parents, Alexander became the favorite toy of the empress.
There is a great similarity (little noted) between the childhood years of Alexander and Zhukovsky. Naturally, the future tsar and the future poet grew up in quite different conditions, but the psychological situation was approximately the same: the powerful grandmother who did not like the mother; the absent father, temperamental and hysterical; a sense of instability about the world and one’s place in it.
Both boys found escape in the theater. Young Zhukovsky performed in his own plays, while eight-year-old Alexander delighted Catherine in a performance of her own anti-Masonic play,
Catherine left detailed instructions on bringing up Alexander and his younger brother, Konstantin. They were forbidden to torment animals, to kill birds, butterflies, and flies, and were trained not to fear mice and spiders, to take care of their dogs and horses, and to remember to water their flowers.
The highborn children were schooled in gymnastics, fencing, and swimming; in the summer they were told not to be ashamed of their tan and in the winter not to fear the cold and to bear pain without medicine if possible. Catherine instructed, “Teach the children not to interrupt, not to rush to express their opinion, not to speak too loudly or persistently, but simply, without raising their voice.”