Taras Shevchenko, often hailed as Ukraine’s national bard, holds an iconic stature in the annals of Ukraine’s cultural history. Born on this day March 9, 1814, Shevchenko grew up in a serf family, experiencing firsthand the harsh realities of serfdom. Despite his humble beginnings, he developed an innate love for art and literature that saw him rise to become one of the most celebrated figures in Ukrainian history.
Shevchenko’s journey was far from easy. His artistic talents were recognized by his master who allowed him to study art in St. Petersburg. Eventually, his friends bought his freedom in 1838. Shortly thereafter, he began to etch his name into the annals of literary history with his powerful and poignant works.
His writings, primarily composed in the Ukrainian language, were revolutionary in their essence. They not only captured the spirit and struggle of the Ukrainian people but also incited a sense of national identity and pride. His most famous work, Kobzar, is a collection of poems that highlight the suffering of the Ukrainian peasantry under serfdom.
However, Taras Shevchenko’s bold stance against social injustice and oppressive regimes made him a target of political repression. He was arrested in 1847 and exiled to Siberia for ten years. Despite the harsh conditions and brutal penalties, Shevchenko never abandoned his literary pursuits.
Taras Shevchenko’s legacy is deeply intertwined with Ukraine’s national consciousness. His works continue to inspire Ukrainians and remain a testament to their resilience and spirit. The enduring popularity of his writings underlines their relevance even in contemporary times. Thus, Taras Shevchenko, through his life and works, has earned his epithet as Ukraine’s national bard.
Fate
You did not play me false, 0 Fate,
You were a brother, closest friend
To this poor wretch. You took my hand
When I was still a little tot
And walked me to the deacon’s school
To gather knowledge from the sot.
“My boy, just study hard,” you said,
And you’ll be somebody in time!”
I listened, studied, forged ahead,
Got educated. But you lied.
What am I now? But never mind!
We’ve walked the straight path, you and I,
We have not cheated, compromised
Or lived the very slightest lie.
So let’s march on, dear fate of mine!
My humble, truthful, faithful friend!
Keep marching on: there glory lies;
March forward – that’s my testament.
-Taras Shevchenko
Curated by Jennifer
