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In front of your mirror. The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs "The Tale of the Dead Princess"

In front of your mirror. The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs "The Tale of the Dead Princess"

20.06.2019

The Tale of the Dead Princess
and about the seven heroes

The king and queen said goodbye,
Equipped on the road,
And the queen at the window
She sat down to wait for him alone.
5 Waiting, waiting from morning to night,
Looks in the field, indus eyes
Get sick looking
From the white dawn to the night;
Don't see my dear friend!
10 He only sees: a blizzard is winding,
Snow falls on the fields
All white land.
Nine months go by
She does not take her eyes off the field.
15 Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night
God gives the queen a daughter.
Welcome guest early in the morning
Day and night so long awaited
From afar at last
20 The king-father returned.
She looked at him
She sighed heavily
Admiration did not take away
And died by noon.

25 For a long time the king was inconsolable,
But how to be? and he was sinful;
A year has passed like an empty dream
The king married another.
Tell the truth, young lady
30 Indeed there was a queen:
tall, thin, white,
And she took it with her mind and everything;
But proud, broken,
Selfish and jealous.
35 She was given as a dowry
There was only one mirror;
The mirror property had:
It speaks skillfully.
She was alone with him
40 Good-natured, cheerful,
joked with him
And, blushing, she said:
“My light, mirror! Tell
Yes, tell the whole truth:
45 Am I the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter?
And a mirror in response to her:
“You, of course, no doubt;
You, queen, are sweeter than all,
50 All rouge and whiter.
And the queen laugh
And shrug your shoulders
And wink your eyes
And snap your fingers
55 And twirl akimbo,
Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess
blooming silently,
Meanwhile, she grew, grew,
60 Has risen - and blossomed,
White-faced, black-browed,
I like such a meek one.
And the groom was found by her,
Prince Elisha.
65 Matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,
And the dowry is ready:
Seven trading cities
Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Going to a bachelorette party
70 Here is the queen, dressing up
In front of your mirror
Chatted with him:
All blush and whiter?
75 What is the mirror in response to?
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But the princess is sweeter than all,
All blush and whiter.
How the queen jumps
80 Yes, as he waved the handle,
Yes, as it slams on the mirror,
With a heel, how it will stomp.
“Oh, you vile glass!
You're lying to spite me.
85 How can she compete with me?
I will calm the foolishness in it.
Look how grown up!
And it's no wonder that it's white:
Mother belly sat
90 Yes, I only looked at the snow!
But tell me how can she
To be nicer to me in everything?
Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone.
Go around our whole kingdom,
95 Though the whole world; I don't have an even one.
Is not it?" Mirror in response:
“And the princess is still nicer,
Everything is blusher and whiter.
Nothing to do. She,
100 Black envy is full,
Throwing a mirror under the bench,
Called Chernavka to her
And punish her
To his hay girl,
105 The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest
And, tying her alive
Under the pine tree leave there
To be eaten by wolves.

Does the devil cope with an angry woman?
110 There is nothing to argue. With the princess
Here Chernavka went to the forest
And brought me so far
What did the princess think?
And scared to death
115 And she prayed: “My life!
What, tell me, am I guilty of?
Don't kill me girl!
And how will I be a queen,
I pity you."
120 She, loving her in her soul,
Didn't kill, didn't bind
She let go and said:
"Don't freak out, God bless you."
And she came home.
125 “What? the queen said to her,
Where is the beautiful girl?
- "There, in the forest, stands alone, -
She answers her,
Her elbows are tightly bound;
130 The beast will fall into the claws,
She will be less patient
It will be easier to die."

And the rumor began to ring:
The royal daughter is missing!
135 The poor king is grieving for her.
Prince Elisha,
Praying earnestly to God,
Set off on the road
For a beautiful soul
140 For the young bride.

But the bride is young
Until dawn in the forest wandering,
Meanwhile everything went on and on
And I came across the Terem.
145 The dog, barking, meets her,
He ran and was silent, playing;
She entered the gate
Silence in the backyard.
The dog runs after her, caressing,
150 And the princess, stealing up,
Went up on the porch
And took up the ring;
The door opened softly.
And the princess found herself
155 In a bright room; around
Shops covered with carpet,
Under the saints is an oak table,
Stove with tiled bench.
The girl sees what's here
160 Good people live;
Know she won't be offended.
In the meantime, no one is visible.
The princess walked around the house,
Removed everything,
165 I lit a candle to God,
Fired up the stove hot
I climbed up on the floor
And quietly subsided.

Dinner time was approaching
170 There was a clatter in the yard:
Enter seven heroes,
Seven ruddy mustaches.
The elder said: “What a marvel!
Everything is so clean and beautiful.
175 Someone tidied up the tower
Yes, I was waiting for the owners.
Who? Come out and show yourself
Be honest with us.
If you are an old man
180 You will be our uncle forever.
If you are a ruddy guy,
Brother will be our name.
Kohl old woman, be our mother,
So let's celebrate.
185 If the red maiden,
Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,
Honored the owners
She bowed low to the waist;
190 Blushing, I apologized,
Something went to visit them,
Even though she wasn't called.
In an instant, by speech, they recognized
That the princess was accepted;
195 Seated in a corner,
They brought a pie
Pour a glass full
Served on a tray.
From green wine
200 She denied;
The pie just broke
Yes, I took a bite
And from the road to rest
She asked to go to bed.
205 They took the girl away
Up into the light
And left one
Going to sleep.

Day after day goes by, flickering,
210 And the young princess
Everything in the forest, she is not bored
At the seven heroes.
Before the dawn
Brothers in a friendly crowd
215 Go out for a walk,
Shoot gray ducks
Amuse the right hand
Sorochina hurry in the field,
Or a head with broad shoulders
220 Cut off the Tartar,
Or etch from the forest
Pyatigorsk Circassian,
And she is the hostess
In the meantime, alone
225 Clean up and cook,
She will not rebuke them,
They will not cross her.
So the days go by.

Brothers of a sweet maiden
230 Loved. To her in the light
Once, just dawn,
All seven of them entered.
The elder said to her: “Girl,
You know: you are our sister to all of us,
235 We are all seven, you
We all love for ourselves
We would all be happy to take you
Yes, you can't, for God's sake
Reconcile us somehow:
240 Be one wife,
Other affectionate sister.
Why are you shaking your head?
Al refuse us?
Al goods are not for merchants?

245 "Oh, you, honest fellows,
Brothers, you are my relatives, -
The princess says to them,
If I lie, may God command
Do not leave my place alive.
250 How can I be? because I'm a bride.
To me you are all equal
All daring, all smart,
I love you all heartily;
But to another I am forever
255 Given away. I love everyone
Prince Elisha.

The brothers stood silently
Yes, they scratched the back of the head.
“Demand is not a sin. Forgive us,
260 The elder said bowing, -
If so, do not stutter
That's about it." - "I'm not angry, -
She quietly said,
And my refusal is not my fault.
265 The suitors bowed to her,
Slowly departed
And according to everything again
They began to live and live.

Meanwhile, the evil queen
270 Remembering the princess,
Couldn't forgive her
And on your mirror
Long pouted and angry;
Finally missed him
275 And she followed him, and sat down
Before him, I forgot my anger,
Began to show off again
And with a smile she said:
"Hello mirror! Tell
280 Tell the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter?
And a mirror in response to her:
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
285 But lives without any glory,
Among the green oak forests,
At the seven heroes
The one that is sweeter than you."
And the queen flew
290 To Chernavka: "How dare you
Deceive me? and in what. »
She confessed to everything:
Anyway. evil queen,
Threatening her with a slingshot
295 Decided or not to live,
Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,
Waiting for dear brothers
Spinning, sitting under the window.
300 Suddenly angrily under the porch
The dog barked and the girl
Sees: beggar blueberry
Walks around the yard, stick
Chasing away the dog. "Wait,
305 Grandmother, wait a little, -
She screams out the window, -
I will threaten the dog myself
And I'll bring you something."
The blueberry answers her:
310 “Oh, you little girl!
The damned dog won
Nearly ate to death.
Look how busy he is!
Come out to me." - The princess wants
315 Go out to her and take the bread,
But just got off the porch
The dog under her feet - and barks,
And he won't let me see the old woman;
Only the old woman will go to her,
320 He, the forest beast is more angry,
For an old woman. “What a miracle?
Apparently, he slept badly, -
The princess says to her,
Well, catch it! - and the bread flies.
325 The old woman caught the bread;
“Thank you,” she said. -
God bless you;
Here's to you, catch it!
And pouring to the princess,
330 Young, golden
The apple flies straight...
The dog will jump, squeal ...
But the princess in both hands
Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom,
335 Eat the apple, my light.
Thank you for lunch."
The old lady said
Bowed down and disappeared...
And from the princess to the porch
340 The dog runs and in her face
Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,
Like a dog's heart is aching,
As if he wants to tell her:
Drop it! - She caress him,
345 Trembling with a gentle hand;
“What, Sokolko, what is the matter with you?
Lie down!" and entered the room
The door was softly closed
Under the window for the yarn village
350 Wait for the owners, but looked
All for an apple. It
Full of ripe juice
So fresh and so fragrant
So ruddy golden
355 As if poured with honey!
You can see through the seeds...
She wanted to wait
Until lunch, I could not stand it,
I took an apple in my hands
360 She brought it to scarlet lips,
Slowly bit through
And swallowed a piece...
Suddenly she, my soul,
Staggered without breathing
365 Bela lowered her hands,
Dropped the ruddy fruit
Eyes rolled up
And she's under the image
Fell head on the bench
370 And it became quiet, motionless...

Brothers at that time home
returned in droves
From youthful robbery.
To meet them, howling menacingly,
375 The dog runs to the yard
The way shows them. “Not good!
The brothers said - sorrow
We don't pass." We galloped
They enter, gasp. ran in,
380 Dog on an apple headlong
With barking rushed, got angry,
Swallowed it, fell off
And I died. drunk
It was poison, you know, it is.
385 Before the dead princess
Brothers in heartbreak
Everyone bowed their heads
And with the prayer of the saint
Raised from the bench, dressed,
390 They wanted to bury her
And they thought. She,
As under the wing of a dream,
So quiet, fresh lay,
Just not breathing.
395 Waited three days, but she
Didn't wake up from sleep.
Having created a sad rite,
Here they are in a crystal coffin
The corpse of a young princess
400 Put - and the crowd
Carried to an empty mountain
And at midnight
Her coffin to six pillars
On iron chains there
405 Carefully screwed,
And fenced with bars;
And before the dead sister
Having made a bow to the earth,
The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin.
410 Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,
Your beauty is on the ground;
Heaven will receive your spirit.
We loved you
And for the dear store -
415 Not got to anyone,
Only one coffin."

On the same day, the evil queen,
Good news waiting
Secretly took a mirror
420 And she asked her question:
“I am, tell me, dearest of all,
All blush and whiter?
And heard back:
"You, queen, no doubt,
425 You are the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter.

For your bride
Prince Elisha
Meanwhile, the world is jumping.
430 No how no! He weeps bitterly
And whoever he asks
All his question is wise;
Who laughs in his eyes
Who will rather turn away;
435 To the red sun at last
The good guy turned.
“Our light is the sun! you walk
All year round in the sky, you drive
Winter with warm spring
440 You see us all below you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Didn't you see anywhere in the world
Are you a young princess?
I am her fiancé." - "You are my light, -
445 The red sun answered, -
I did not see the princess.
Know that she is no longer alive.
Is it a month, my neighbor,
Somewhere I met her
450 Or a trace of her noticed.

Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.
Only a month seemed
He chased after him pleadingly.
455 "Month, month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness
round-faced, light-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
460 The stars are watching you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you a young princess?
I am her fiancé." - "My brother, -
465 The clear moon answers, -
I did not see the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my queue.
Without me, the princess is visible
470 Ran." - "How insulting!" -
The king answered.
The clear moon continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, maybe
The wind knows. He will help.
475 You now go to him,
Don't be sad, goodbye."

Elisha, not discouraged,
Rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! You are powerful
480 You chase clouds of clouds,
You excite the blue sea
Everywhere you blow in the open.
Don't be afraid of anyone
Except for one god.
485 Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you a young princess?
I am her fiancé." - "Wait, -
The violent wind answers,
490 There behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
It has a deep hole;
In that hole, in the sad darkness,
The coffin is rocking crystal
495 On chains between pillars.
Can't see any trace
Around that empty place
In that coffin is your bride."

The wind ran away.
500 The prince wept
And went to an empty place
For a beautiful bride
Watch one more time.
Here comes; and rose
505 In front of him is a steep mountain;
Around her the country is empty;
Under the mountain is a dark entrance.
He goes there quickly.
Before him, in the mournful darkness,
510 The coffin sways crystal,
And in that crystal coffin
The princess sleeps forever.
And about the coffin of the bride dear
He hit with all his might.
515 The coffin is broken. Virgo suddenly
Revived. Looks around
Astonished eyes
And, swinging over the chains,
Sighing, she said:
520 "How long I slept!"
And she rises from the grave...
Oh. and both sobbed.
He takes her in his hands
And brings it into the light from the darkness,
525 And, talking pleasantly,
On their way back,
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!

At home at that time without work
530 Wicked stepmother sat
In front of your mirror
And talked to him
Saying: "I'm the sweetest of all,
All blush and whiter?
535 And heard in reply:
"You are beautiful, there is no word,
But the princess is still nicer,
Everything is blusher and whiter.
Evil stepmother, jumping up,
540 Breaking a mirror on the floor,
Ran straight through the door
And I met the princess.
Then her longing took
And the queen died.
545 Only she was buried,
The wedding was immediately arranged
And with his bride
Elisha got married;
And no one since the beginning of the world
550 I have not seen such a feast;
I was there, honey, drinking beer,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.
1831

For the first time - in the journal "Library for Reading", 1834. v. II, sec. I, p. 1-17.
Written in the autumn of 1833, published in 1834. It is a free adaptation of a Russian fairy tale in a purely folk spirit, with the introduction of motifs from Western European (German) folklore. When editing, Pushkin, as usual, removed unnecessary plot details that were not related to the main idea of \u200b\u200bthe tale. The fairy tale is written in literary (choreic) verse.

“The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs” is one of the most famous tales of A. S. Pushkin. Written in the autumn of 1833 in Boldin. It is based on a Russian fairy tale recorded in Mikhailovsky. Also, the plot of the fairy tale has much in common with the plot of the fairy tale "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" by the Brothers Grimm.

There is a well-known translation of the work into French, made by N. N. Semenov under the title: “Aglatine” (Paris, 1887).

The tsar took leave of the tsarina, He got ready for the journey, And the tsarina sat at the window to wait for him alone. He waits, waits from morning till night, Looks in the field, Indian eyes Have ached looking From the white dawn until night; Don't see my dear friend! He only sees: a blizzard is winding, Snow is falling on the fields, The whole white earth. Nine months pass, She does not take her eyes off the field. On Christmas Eve, on the very night, God gives the queen a daughter. Early in the morning the welcome guest, Day and night long awaited, From afar, at last, the tsar-father returned. She glanced at him, sighed heavily, could not bear her admiration, and died before mass. For a long time the king was inconsolable, But what to do? and he was sinful; The year passed like an empty dream, the Tsar married another. To tell the truth, young lady Indeed, she was a queen: Tall, slender, white, And with her mind and everything she took; But on the other hand, she is proud, broken, wayward and jealous. She was given as a dowry There was one mirror; The property of the mirror was: It is able to speak. With him alone she was Good-natured, cheerful, Joking with him affably, And flaunting herself said: “My light, mirror! And to her a mirror in response: "You, of course, no doubt; You, the queen, are sweeter than all, All blush and whiter." And the queen laugh, And shrug her shoulders, And wink her eyes, And snap her fingers, And turn around, akimbo, Proudly looking in the mirror. But the young princess, Silently blooming, Meanwhile, she grew, grew, She rose - and blossomed, White-faced, black-browed, Such a meek disposition. And the bridegroom was found by her, Prince Elisha. The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word, And the dowry is ready: Seven trading cities, Yes, one hundred and forty towers. Getting ready for a bachelorette party, Here the queen, dressing up In front of her mirror, Had a chat with him: "Am I, tell me, sweeter than everyone, Blusher and whiter than everyone?" What is the mirror in response? "You are beautiful, no doubt; But the princess is sweeter than all, All blush and whiter." How the queen jumps back, But how she swings her hand, And how she slams on the mirror, How she stomps with her heel! I'll calm you down. You've grown so much! And it's no wonder that she's white: "The belly-headed mother sat, And only looked at the snow! But tell me: how can she Be sweeter than me in everything? world, there is no equal for me. Is it so? Mirror in response: "But the princess is still nicer, All the same rouge and whiter." Nothing to do. She, full of black envy, Throwing a mirror under the bench, Called Chernavka to her, And punishes her, her hay girl, The message of the princess into the wilderness of the forest And, having tied her, alive Under the pine tree, leave there To be eaten by wolves. Does the devil deal with an angry woman? There is nothing to argue. Here Chernavka went into the forest with the princess And led her so far away that the princess guessed And she was frightened to death And prayed: "My life! What, tell me, am I guilty of? Don't ruin me, maiden! pity you." She, loving her in her soul, Didn't kill her, didn't tie her up, Let her go and said: "Don't fret, God bless you." And she came home. “What?” the queen said to her, “where is the beautiful maiden?” - "There, in the forest, she stands alone, - she answers her. - Her elbows are firmly tied; The beast will fall into the claws, It will be less for her to endure, It will be easier to die." And the rumor began to ring: The daughter of the king was gone! The poor king is grieving for her, Prince Elisha, Praying earnestly to God, Set off on the road For a beautiful soul, For a young bride. But the young bride Wandered in the forest until dawn, Meanwhile she kept walking and walking And came across the tower. To meet her, the dog, barking, Came running and fell silent, playing. She entered the gate - Silence in the courtyard. The forest runs after her, caressing, And the princess, stealing up, Climbed up to the porch And took hold of the ring; The door quietly opened, And the princess found herself In a bright room; all around Benches covered with carpets, An oak table under the saints, A stove with a tiled couch. The girl sees that good people live here; Know she won't be offended! - No one is in sight. The princess walked around the house, cleaned everything in order, lit a candle for God, lit the stove hot, Climbed up on the bed And quietly lay down. The hour of dinner was approaching, The clatter of the yard was heard: Seven heroes enter, Seven ruddy mustaches. The elder said: “What a marvel! Everything is so clean and beautiful. Someone was cleaning up the tower, Yes, waiting for the owners. Who? "Brother, you will be named to us. If you are an old woman, be our mother, So we will call him. If you are a fair maiden, Be our dear sister." And the princess came down to them, Honored the hosts, Bowed low from the waist; Blushing, she apologized, For something she came to visit them, Although she was not invited. In an instant, by speech, they recognized, That the princess was accepted; They sat in a corner, They brought a pie; They poured a full glass, They served it on a tray. From green wine She renounced; She just broke the pie, Yes, she bit a piece, And from the road to rest She asked to go to bed. They took the maiden Up into the bright room, And left one going to sleep. Day after day, flickering, And the young princess All in the forest; she is not bored At the seven heroes. Before the morning dawn Brothers in a friendly crowd Go for a walk, Shoot gray ducks, Amuse the right hand, Sorochina in the field in a hurry, Or cut off the head from the broad shoulders of the Tatar, Or etch the Pyatigorsk Circassian from the forest. And she is the hostess In the tower, meanwhile, she will clean up and cook. She will not contradict them, They will not contradict her. So the days go by. The brothers fell in love with the sweet girl. To her in the room Once, as soon as it dawned, All seven of them entered. The eldest said to her: “Girl, You know: you are our sister to all of us, There are seven of us, we all love you, for ourselves We would all take you for the sake of, Yes, it’s impossible, for God’s sake, Reconcile us somehow: Be one wife, Affectionate others sister. Why are you shaking your head? Are you refusing us? Is the goods not for merchants?" "Oh, you, honest fellows, Brothers, you are my relatives, - The princess says to them: - If I lie, may God command Do not leave my place alive. How should I be? I love you all heartily; But I am forever given to another. Prince Elisha is dear to me all. The brothers stood silently, Yes, they scratched their heads. "Demand is not a sin. Forgive us, the Elder said bowing: If so, I won't even mention it." - "I'm not angry," she said quietly: "And my refusal is not my fault." The suitors bowed to her, Slowly withdrew, And according to all, they again began to live and live. Meanwhile, the evil queen, Remembering the princess, Could not forgive her, And on her mirror She sulked and became angry for a long time; Finally, she missed him And followed him, and sitting down in front of him, forgot her anger, She began to show off again And with a smile she said: "Hello, little mirror! Tell me, Yes, tell the whole truth: Am I sweeter in the world, All blush and whiter?" And she answered with a mirror: "You are beautiful, there is no doubt; But he lives without any glory, Among the green oak forests, At the seven heroes, The one that is dearer to you." And the queen flew into Chernavka: "How dare you Deceive me? And in what!..." She confessed everything: So and so. The evil queen, Threatening her with a slingshot, Or not to live, Or to destroy the princess. Once a young princess, Waiting for dear brothers, Spinning, sitting under the window. Suddenly, angrily under the porch, the Dog barked, and the girl Sees: a beggar blueberry Walks around the yard, driving the dog away with a stick. "Wait, Grandmother, wait a little, - she shouts out the window: I will threaten the dog myself And I will take down something for you." The blueberry answers her: "Oh, you childish girl! The damned dog won, Almost ate him to death. Look how he is busy! Come to me." - The princess wants to go out to her and took the bread, But she just got off the porch, The dog under her feet - and barks, And does not let the old woman; Only the old woman will go to her, He, the forest beast is more angry, On the old woman. "What a miracle? Apparently, he slept badly, - The princess says to her: - Well, catch!" - and the bread flies. The old woman caught the bread; "Thank you," she said, "God bless you; Here's to you, catch it! "And the bulk, Young, golden, Straight apple flies to the princess .... The dog will jump, squeal ... But the princess in both hands Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom Eat an apple, my light - Thank you for dinner .. .." - The old woman said, She bowed and disappeared ... And the Dog runs from the princess to the porch and looks into her face. It looks pitifully, howls menacingly. "What, Sokolko, what's the matter with you? Lie down!" - and she entered the room, The door was quietly locked, She sat under the window by the yarn, Waiting for the owners, and looked Everything at the apple. It is full of ripe juice, So fresh and so fragrant, through ... She wanted to wait Until dinner; she could not stand it, She took an apple in her hands, She brought it to her scarlet lips, Bit it slowly, And swallowed a piece ... , Her eyes rolled back, And under the image She fell head on the bench And became quiet, motionless ... The brothers at that time returned home in a crowd From the valiant robbery, To meet them, howling menacingly, The dog runs and to the court The way shows them. good! - The brothers said: - We will not avoid sadness. head, And with the prayer of the saint They lifted up the benches, dressed them, They wanted to bury her And changed their minds. sad rite, Here they are in a crystal coffin The corpse of a young princess They laid - and the crowd Carried it to an empty mountain, And at midnight her coffin to six pillars On iron chains there They carefully screwed And fenced with a lattice - And, before the dead sister, Having made a bow to the earth, The elder said : "Sleep in a coffin; Suddenly went out, a victim of malice, On earth your beauty; Heaven will receive your spirit. You were loved by us And for the dearest kept - No one got it, Only one coffin. "On the same day, the evil queen, Waiting for good news, Secretly took a mirror And asked her question:" Am I, tell me, all rouge and whiter? And she heard in response: “You, the queen, there is no doubt, You are sweeter in the world than all All blush and whiter.” For his bride, Prince Elisha, meanwhile, gallops around the world. His question is wise to everyone; Who laughs in his eyes, Who will rather turn away; At last the good fellow turned to the red sun. "Our light is the sun! You walk All year round in the sky, reducing Winter with warm spring, You see all of us under you. Al will you refuse me an answer? Have you seen anywhere in the world You are a young princess? I am her bridegroom." - "You are my light. The red sun answered: - I did not see the princess. There is no longer any way to know her alive, Is it a month, my neighbor, Met her somewhere Or noticed her trace." Elisha waited for the dark night in his anguish. Only a month appeared, He chased after him with a prayer, "Moon, month, my friend, Gilded horn! You get up in deep darkness, Chubby, bright-eyed, And, loving your custom, The stars look at you. Al will you refuse me an answer? Not Have you seen anywhere in the world a young princess? I am her bridegroom. - "My brother, The clear moon answers: - I did not see the red maiden. I stand on guard. Only in my turn. Without me, the princess can be seen Ran." - "How insulting!" The king answered. The clear moon continued: "Wait; perhaps the Wind knows about her. He will help. You go to him now, Do not be sad, goodbye." Elisha, not discouraged, rushed to the wind, crying: "Wind, wind! You are mighty, You drive flocks of clouds, You excite the blue sea, You blow everywhere in the open, You are not afraid of anyone, Except God alone. Al will you refuse me an answer? Have you seen where in the world are you a young princess? I am her bridegroom. - "Wait," the violent wind answers: "There is a high mountain behind the quiet-streaming river, There is a deep hole in it; In that hole, in the sad darkness, The crystal coffin sways On chains between the pillars. No traces can be seen Around that empty place; In that the coffin of your bride." The wind ran away. The prince began to sob, And went to an empty place, To look at the beautiful bride once more. Here comes; and a steep mountain rose before him; Around her the country is empty; Under the mountain is a dark entrance. He goes there quickly. In front of him, in the mournful mist, The crystal coffin sways, And in that crystal coffin The princess sleeps in eternal sleep. And on the coffin of the dear bride He hit with all his might. The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly came to life. Looks around With amazed eyes, And, swinging over the chains, With a sigh, she said: "How long I slept!" And she rises from the coffin... Ah!... and they both sobbed. He takes her in his hands And carries her out of the darkness into the light, And, conversing pleasantly, They set off on their way back, And the rumor is already trumpeting: The Tsar's daughter is alive! At home at that time without work The wicked stepmother sat Before her mirror And talked to him, Saying: "Am I sweeter than all, Blush and whiter than all?" And she heard in response: "You are beautiful, there is no word, But the princess is still nicer, Everything is blusher and whiter." The wicked stepmother jumped up, Breaking the mirror on the floor, She ran straight through the door And met the princess. Then her melancholy took, And the queen died. As soon as she was buried, The wedding was immediately performed, And Elisha married his bride; And no one since the beginning of the world has seen such a feast; I was there, honey, drinking beer, Yes, I just wet my mustache. 1833

Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin

The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs

This page contains the text of the work of A.S. Pushkin - "The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs." The fairy tale is recommended for reading to children during the summer holidays under the program "Perspective". The artist of illustrations for the fairy tale posted on this page is Meshkov E.

The tale of the dead princess was written in the autumn of 1833 in Boldino, a village in the Nizhny Novgorod region, which belonged to the Pushkin family for four centuries. It was based on a Russian folk tale, recorded by Alexander Sergeyevich in Mikhailovsky. The plot strongly resonates with the plot of the fairy tale by the Brothers Grimm - Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs.

In addition to the text of the fairy tale, on the same page you can watch an online cartoon of 1951 based on this fairy tale, and get acquainted with the option of filling out a reader's diary for this work.

The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs with Pictures

The king and queen said goodbye,
Equipped on the road,
And the queen at the window
She sat down to wait for him alone.

Waiting, waiting from morning to night,
Looks in the field, indus eyes
Get sick looking
From the white dawn to the night;
Don't see my dear friend!
He only sees: a blizzard is winding,
Snow falls on the fields
All white land.

Nine months go by
She does not take her eyes off the field.
Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night
God gives the queen a daughter.

Welcome guest early in the morning
Day and night so long awaited
From afar at last
The king-father returned.

She looked at him
She sighed heavily
Admiration did not bear
And died by noon.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,
But how to be? and he was sinful;
The year has passed like an empty dream,
The king married another.

Tell the truth, young lady
Indeed, there was a queen:
tall, thin, white,
And she took it with her mind and everything;
But proud, broken,
Selfish and jealous.
She was given as a dowry
There was only one mirror;
The mirror property had:
It speaks skillfully.
She was alone with him
Good-natured, cheerful
joked with him
And, blushing, she said:
“My light, mirror! Tell
Yes, tell the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter?
And a mirror in response to her:
“You, of course, no doubt;
You, queen, are sweeter than all,
All blush and whiter.
And the queen laugh
And shrug your shoulders
And wink your eyes
And snap your fingers
And spin around,
Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess
blooming silently,
Meanwhile, she grew, grew,
Rose and bloomed

White-faced, black-browed,
I like such a meek one.
And the groom was found by her,
Prince Elisha.

The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,
And the dowry is ready:
Seven trading cities
Yes, one hundred and forty towers.
Going to a bachelorette party
Here is the queen dressing up
In front of your mirror
Chatted with him:

All blush and whiter?
What is the mirror in response?
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But the princess is sweeter than all,
All blush and whiter.

How the queen jumps
Yes, how to wave the handle,
Yes, as it slams on the mirror,
With a heel, how it will stomp! ..
“Oh, you vile glass!
You're lying to me for evil.
How can she compete with me?
I will calm the foolishness in it.
Look how grown up!
And it's no wonder that it's white:
Mother belly sat
Yes, I just looked at the snow!
But tell me how can she
To be nicer to me in everything?
Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone.
Go around our whole kingdom,
Though the whole world; I don't have an even one.
Is not it?" Mirror in response:
“And the princess is still nicer,
Everything is blusher and whiter.
Nothing to do. She,
Full of black envy
Throwing a mirror under the bench,
Called Chernavka to her

And punish her
To his hay girl,
The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest
And, tying her alive
Under the pine tree leave there
To be eaten by wolves.
Does the devil cope with an angry woman?
There is nothing to argue. With the princess
Here Chernavka went to the forest
And brought me so far

What did the princess think?
And scared to death
And she prayed: “My life!
What, tell me, am I guilty of?
Don't kill me girl!
And how will I be a queen,
I pity you."

The one who loves her in my heart,
Didn't kill, didn't bind
She let go and said:
"Don't freak out, God bless you."
And she came home.

"What? the queen said to her,
Where is the beautiful girl?
- There, in the forest, stands alone, -
She answers her. -
Her elbows are tightly bound;
Caught in the claws of the beast
She will be less patient
It will be easier to die.
And the rumor began to ring:
The royal daughter is missing!
The poor king is grieving for her.
Prince Elisha,
Praying earnestly to God,
Set off on the road
For a beautiful soul
For a young bride.
But the bride is young
Until dawn in the forest wandering,
Meanwhile everything went on and on
And I came across the Terem.
To meet her, the dog, barking,
He ran and was silent, playing;
She entered the gate
Silence in the backyard.
The dog runs after her, caressing,
And the princess, picking up,
Went up on the porch
And took up the ring;
The door quietly opened
And the princess found herself
In a bright room; around
Shops covered with carpet,
Under the saints is an oak table,
Stove with tiled bench.

The girl sees what's here
Good people live;
Know she won't be offended!
In the meantime, no one is visible.
The princess walked around the house,
Removed everything,
I lit a candle for God
Fired up the stove hot
I climbed up on the floor
And quietly subsided.
Dinner time was approaching
There was a clatter in the yard:
Enter seven heroes,
Seven ruddy mustaches.

The elder said: “What a marvel!
Everything is so clean and beautiful.
Someone tidied up the tower
Yes, I was waiting for the owners.
Who? Come out and show yourself
Be honest with us.
If you are an old man
You will be our uncle forever.
If you are a ruddy guy,
Brother will be our name.
Kohl old woman, be our mother,
So let's celebrate.
When the red girl
Be our dear sister."
And the princess came down to them,
Honored the owners
She bowed low to the waist;
Blushing, I apologized
Something went to visit them,
Even though she wasn't called.
In an instant, by speech, they recognized
That the princess was accepted;
seated in a corner,
They brought a pie;
Pour a glass full
Served on a tray.

From green wine
She denied;
The pie just broke
Yes, I took a bite
And from the road to rest
She asked to go to bed.
They took the girl
Up into the light
And left one
Going to sleep.
Day after day goes, flickering,
A young princess
Everything in the forest, she is not bored
At the seven heroes.
Before the dawn
Brothers in a friendly crowd
Going out for a walk
Shoot gray ducks
Amuse the right hand
Sorochina hurry in the field,
Or a head with broad shoulders
Cut off the Tatar
Or etch from the forest
Pyatigorsk Circassian.
And she is the hostess
In the meantime, alone
Pick up and cook.
She will not rebuke them,
They won't tell her.
So the days go by.
Brothers of a sweet maiden
Loved. To her in the light
Once, just dawn,
All seven of them entered.
The elder said to her: “Girl,
You know: you are our sister to all of us,
There are seven of us, you
We all love for ourselves
We would all take you for the sake of
Yes, you can't, for God's sake
Reconcile us somehow:
Be one wife
Other affectionate sister.
Why are you shaking your head?
Al refuse us?
Al goods are not for merchants?
"Oh, you honest fellows,
Brothers, you are my relatives, -
The princess says to them,
If I lie, may God command
Do not leave my place alive.
What do i do? because I'm a bride.
To me you are all equal
All daring, all smart,
I love you all heartily;
But to another I am forever
Given away. I love everyone
Prince Elisha.
The brothers stood silently
Yes, they scratched the back of the head.
“Demand is not a sin. Forgive us -
The elder said bowing, -
If so, do not stutter
That's about it." - "I'm not angry, -
She quietly said,
And my refusal is not my fault.
The grooms bowed to her,
Slowly departed
And according to everything again
They began to live and live.
Meanwhile, the evil queen
Remembering the princess
Couldn't forgive her
And on your mirror
Long pouted and angry;
Finally missed him
And she followed him, and sitting down
Before him, I forgot my anger,
Began to show off again
And with a smile she said:
"Hello mirror! Tell
Yes, tell the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter?
And a mirror in response to her:
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But lives without any glory
Among the green oak forests,
At the seven heroes
The one that is sweeter than you."

And the queen flew
To Chernavka: “How dare you
Deceive me? and in what!..”
She confessed to everything:
Anyway. evil queen,
Threatening her with a slingshot
Decided or not to live,
Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,
Waiting for dear brothers
Spinning, sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch
The dog barked and the girl
Sees: beggar blueberry
Walks around the yard, stick
Chasing away the dog. "Wait,
Grandma, wait a little, -
She screams out the window, -
I will threaten the dog myself
And I'll bring you something."

The blueberry answers her:
"Oh, you little girl!
The damned dog overcame
Nearly ate to death.
Look how busy he is!
Come out to me." - The princess wants
Go out to her and take the bread,
But just got off the porch
The dog under her feet - and barks,
And he won't let me see the old woman;
Only the old woman will go to her,
He, the forest animal is more angry,
For an old woman. “What a miracle?
Apparently, he slept badly, -
The princess says to her:
Well, catch it! - and the bread flies.
The old woman caught the bread:
“Thank you,” she said. -
God bless you;
Here's to you, catch it!
And pouring to the princess,
young, golden
The apple flies straight...
The dog will jump, squeal ...
But the princess in both hands
Grab - caught. "For boredom
Eat an apple, my light.

Thank you for lunch."
The old lady said
Bowed down and disappeared...
And from the princess to the porch
The dog runs in her face
Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,
Like a dog's heart aches,
As if he wants to tell her:
Drop it! - She caress him,
Trembling with a gentle hand;

“What, Sokolko, what is the matter with you?
Lie down!" and entered the room
The door was softly closed
Under the window for the yarn village
Wait for the owners, but looked
All for an apple. It
Full of ripe juice
So fresh and so fragrant
So ruddy golden
Like honey poured!
You can see through the seeds...
She wanted to wait
Before lunch; did not endure
I took an apple in my hands
She brought it to scarlet lips,
Slowly bit through
And swallowed a piece...
Suddenly she, my soul,
Staggered without breathing
White hands lowered
Dropped the ruddy fruit
Eyes rolled up
And she's under the image
Fell head on the bench
And quiet, motionless became ...

Brothers at that time home
returned in droves
From youthful robbery.
To meet them, howling menacingly,
The dog runs to the yard
The way shows them. “Not good! -
The brothers said: - sadness
We don't pass." We galloped
They enter, gasp. ran in,
Dog on an apple headlong
With barking rushed, got angry,
Swallowed it, fell off
And I died. drunk
It was poison, you know, it is.
Before the dead princess
Brothers in heartbreak
Everyone bowed their heads
And with the prayer of the saint
Raised from the bench, dressed,
They wanted to bury her

And they thought. She,
As under the wing of a dream,
So quiet, fresh lay,
Just not breathing.
Waited three days, but she
Didn't wake up from sleep.
Having created a sad rite,
Here they are in a crystal coffin
The corpse of a young princess
Put - and the crowd
Carried to an empty mountain
And at midnight
Her coffin to six pillars
On iron chains there
Carefully screwed
And fenced with bars;

And before the dead sister
Having made a bow to the earth,
The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;
Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,
Your beauty is on the ground;
Heaven will receive your spirit.
We loved you
And for the dear store -
Nobody got it
Only one coffin."
On the same day, the evil queen,
Good news waiting
Secretly took a mirror
And she asked her question:
“I am, tell me, dearest of all,
All blush and whiter?
And heard back:
"You, queen, no doubt,
You are the sweetest in the world
All blush and whiter.
For your bride
Prince Elisha
Meanwhile, the world is jumping.
No how no! He weeps bitterly
And whoever he asks
All his question is wise;
Who laughs in his eyes
Who will rather turn away;
To the red sun at last
The good guy turned.
“Our light is the sun! You walk
All year round in the sky, you drive
Winter with warm spring
You see us all below you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Didn't you see anywhere in the world
Are you a young princess?
I am her fiancé." - "You are my light, -
The red sun answered, -
I did not see the princess.

There is no longer any way to know her alive.
Is it a month, my neighbor,
Somewhere I met her
Or a trace of her noticed.
Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.
Only a month seemed
He chased after him pleadingly.
"Month, month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness
round-faced, light-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
The stars are watching you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "My brother,
The clear moon answers, -
I did not see the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my queue.
Without me, the princess, apparently,
Ran." - "How insulting!" -
The king answered.
The clear moon continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, maybe
The wind knows. He will help.
You go to him now
Don't be sad, goodbye."
Elisha, not discouraged,
Rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! You are powerful
You drive flocks of clouds
You excite the blue sea
Everywhere you fly in the open,
Don't be afraid of anyone
Except for one god.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "Wait, -
The violent wind answers,
There, behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
It has a deep hole;
In that hole, in the sad darkness,
The coffin is rocking crystal
On chains between poles.
Can't see any trace
Around that empty place;
In that coffin is your bride."
The wind ran away.
The prince began to sob
And went to an empty place
For a beautiful bride
View one more time.
Here comes; and rose
In front of him is a steep mountain;
Around her the country is empty;
Under the mountain is a dark entrance.
He goes there quickly.
Before him, in the mournful darkness,
The coffin is rocking crystal,
And in that crystal coffin
The princess sleeps forever.
And about the coffin of the bride dear
He hit with all his might.

The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly
Revived. Looks around
Astonished eyes
And, swinging over the chains,
Sighing, she said:
"How long have I been asleep!"
And she rises from the grave...
Ah! .. and both sobbed.
He takes her in his hands
And brings it into the light from darkness,
And, talking pleasantly,
On their way back,
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!

At home at that time without work
The wicked stepmother was sitting
In front of your mirror
And talked to him.
Saying: "I'm the sweetest of all,
All blush and whiter?
And heard back:
"You are beautiful, there is no word,
But the princess is still nicer,
Everything is blusher and whiter.

Evil stepmother, jumping up,
Breaking a mirror on the floor
Ran straight through the door
And I met the princess.
Then her longing took
And the queen died.

They just buried her
The wedding was immediately arranged
And with his bride
Elisha got married;
And no one since the beginning of the world
I have not seen such a feast;

I was there, honey, drinking beer,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.

Cartoon "The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs"

Filling out the reader's diary

Summary
- During the departure of the king, his wife died and a daughter was born. The king remarried. His new wife talked all the time with the magic mirror, which assured her that she was the most beautiful. The daughter of the king grew up and the stepmother learned from the mirror that now the daughter of the king is the most beautiful. The evil stepmother decided to destroy the young princess, envying her beauty. She ordered the princess to be taken to the forest and tied there. But the maid took pity on her and let her go. The princess found the house, put things in order, cooked dinner and fell asleep. 7 brothers came and adopted her as a sister. The princess lived with them for some time. But the stepmother again learned from the mirror that she was alive, and came, turning into a beggar woman, to the princess, and gave her a poisoned apple. The princess ate it and died. The brothers put her in a crystal coffin in a cave. The bridegroom of the princess searched for her for a long time, turning to the sun, the moon and the wind. Finally, he found, kissed, the princess came to life. The stepmother, having learned this, died of anger, and the princess married the prince.

The main idea or what does the tale of the dead princess teach?
- "The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs" teaches kindness, fidelity, decency. It teaches you to believe in yourself and never lose hope, even in the most difficult situation. After all, a good heart, purity of soul and thoughts, diligence, love are true magicians who will always be above injustice, lies and hypocrisy.
  The tale teaches caution and prudence, because the enemy may be closer than you expect. It teaches faith in good people - there will always be those who will help out and help. It teaches gratitude - you should never forget even one good deed that someone has done for you.
  The tale of the dead princess teaches you to treat the world around you kindly, because as you treat the world, so the world will treat you.

Heroes of the fairy tale about the dead princess and the seven heroes
- The main characters of the tale: the king, the queen-stepmother, the princess, the prince Elisha, Chernavka, seven brothers-heroes.

What is the princess in the tale of the dead princess?
- The princesses in the fairy tale are Russian beauties, in which external beauty (“white-faced and black-browed”) and internal (“she is meek in character”) are combined.
Who helped the princess in the fairy tale?
- The hay girl of the queen, Chernavka, helped the princess, took pity on her and let her go.
- Seven heroes who sheltered her.
- A dog that did not let the evil stepmother in the form of a beggar come to the house, and then preventing the Princess from eating an apple.
- The groom, finding the princess and breaking her crystal coffin, thereby reviving her.
What are the heroes in the tale of the dead princess?
- Seven brothers-heroes in the tale of A.S. Pushkin:
  - hospitable - warmly welcomed a guest who came to them without an invitation;
  - respect the work of others - they called the princess "sister", paying tribute to her for what she did for them.
  - friendly - they are always together, side by side;
  - conflict-free - after all, they did not compete among themselves, who should get the princess, but came to ask the princess about it;
  - humble - when the heroes found out that the princess had a lover, they adequately accepted this information;
  - sensitive - seven heroes immediately realized something was wrong when they noticed the behavior of the dog;
  - able to love - the brothers fell in love with the princess and bitterly experienced her death.

Proverbs to the tale of the dead princess
- As it comes around, so it will respond.
- Do not dig a hole for another, you will fall into it yourself.
- God helps the good.
- Envious for someone else's happiness dries up.
- Red apple, but with a wormhole.

Outline of the tale of the dead princess
- Birth of a princess
- stepmother envy
- House of the Seven Bogatyrs
- Stepmother and the Poisoned Apple

The king and queen said goodbye,

Equipped on the road,

And the queen at the window

She sat down to wait for him alone.

Waiting, waiting from morning to night,

Looks in the field, indus eyes

Get sick looking

From the white dawn to the night.

Don't see my dear friend!

He only sees: a blizzard is winding,

Snow falls on the fields

All white land.

Nine months go by

She does not take her eyes off the field.

Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night

God gives the queen a daughter.

Welcome guest early in the morning

Day and night so long awaited

From afar at last

The king-father returned.

She looked at him

She sighed heavily

Admiration did not take away

And died by noon.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,

But how to be? and he was sinful;

A year has passed like an empty dream

The king married another.

Tell the truth, young lady

Indeed, there was a queen:

tall, thin, white,

And she took it with her mind and everything;

But proud, broken,

Selfish and jealous.

She was given as a dowry

There was only one mirror;

The mirror property had:

It speaks skillfully.

She was alone with him

Good-natured, cheerful

joked with him

And, blushing, she said:

“My light, mirror! Tell,

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rouge and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You, of course, no doubt;

You, queen, are sweeter than all,

All rouge and whiter.

And the queen laugh

And shrug your shoulders

And wink your eyes

And snap your fingers

And spin around,

Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess

blooming silently,

Meanwhile, she grew, grew,

Rose and bloomed

White-faced, black-browed,

I like such a meek one.

And the groom was found by her,

Prince Elisha.

The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,

And the dowry is ready:

Seven trading cities

Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Going to a bachelorette party

Here is the queen dressing up

In front of your mirror

Chatted with him:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All rouge and whiter?

What is the mirror in response?

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But the princess is sweeter than all,

All rouge and whiter.

How the queen jumps

Yes, how to wave the handle,

Yes, as it slams on the mirror,

With a heel, how it will stomp! ..

“Oh, you vile glass!

You're lying to spite me.

How can she compete with me?

I will calm the foolishness in it.

Look how grown up!

And it's no wonder that it's white:

Mother belly sat

Yes, I just looked at the snow!

But tell me how can she

To be nicer to me in everything?

Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone.

Go around our whole kingdom,

Though the whole world; I don't have an even one.

Is not it?" Mirror in response:

“And the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.”

Nothing to do. She,

Full of black envy

Throwing a mirror under the bench,

Called Chernavka to her

And punish her

To his hay girl,

The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest

And, tying her alive

Under the pine tree leave there

To be eaten by wolves.

Does the devil cope with an angry woman?

There is nothing to argue. With the princess

Here Chernavka went to the forest

And brought me so far

What did the princess think

And scared to death

And she prayed: “My life!

What, tell me, am I guilty of?

Don't kill me girl!

And how will I be a queen,

I pity you."

That, in my soul, loving her,

Didn't kill, didn't bind

She let go and said:

"Don't freak out, God bless you."

And she came home.

"What? the queen told her. -

Where is the beautiful girl? -

“There, in the forest, stands alone, -

She answers her.-

Her elbows are tightly bound;

The beast will fall into the claws,

She will be less patient

It will be easier to die."

And the rumor began to ring:

The royal daughter is missing!

The poor king is grieving for her.

Prince Elisha,

Praying earnestly to God,

Set off on the road

For a beautiful soul

For a young bride.

But the bride is young

Until dawn in the forest wandering,

Meanwhile everything went on and on

And I came across the Terem.

A dog is meeting her, barking,

He ran and was silent, playing.

She entered the gate

Silence in the backyard.

The dog runs after her, caressing,

And the princess, picking up,

Went up on the porch

And took up the ring;

The door quietly opened

And the princess found herself

In a bright room; around

Shops covered with carpet,

Under the saints is an oak table,

Stove with tiled bench.

The girl sees what's here

Good people live;

Know she won't be offended! -

In the meantime, no one is visible.

The princess walked around the house,

Removed everything,

I lit a candle for God

Fired up the stove hot

I climbed up on the floor

And quietly subsided.

Dinner time was approaching

There was a clatter in the yard:

Enter seven heroes,

Seven ruddy mustaches.

The elder said: “What a marvel!

Everything is so clean and beautiful.

Someone tidied up the tower

Yes, I was waiting for the owners.

Who? Come out and show yourself

Be honest with us.

If you are an old man

You will be our uncle forever.

If you are a ruddy guy,

Brother will be our name.

Kohl old woman, be our mother,

So let's celebrate.

When the red girl

Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,

Honored the owners

She bowed low to the waist;

Blushing, I apologized

Something went to visit them,

Even though she wasn't called.

Instantly by speech they recognized

That the princess was accepted;

seated in a corner,

They brought a pie;

Pour a glass full

Served on a tray.

From green wine

She denied;

The pie just broke

Yes, I took a bite

And from the road to rest

She asked to go to bed.

They took the girl

Up into the bright light

And left one

Going to sleep.

Day after day goes by, flickering,

A young princess

Everything is in the forest; she's not bored

At the seven heroes.

Before the dawn

Brothers in a friendly crowd

Going out for a walk

Shoot gray ducks

Amuse the right hand

Sorochina hurry in the field,

Or a head with broad shoulders

Cut off the Tatar

Or etch from the forest

Pyatigorsk Circassian.

And she is the hostess

In the meantime, alone

Pick up and cook.

She will not rebuke them,

They will not cross her.

So the days go by.

Brothers of a sweet maiden

Loved. To her in the light

Once, just dawn,

All seven of them entered.

The elder said to her: “Girl,

You know: you are our sister to all of us,

There are seven of us, you

We all love for ourselves

We would all take you for the sake of

Yes, you can’t, so, for God’s sake,

Reconcile us somehow:

Be one wife

Other affectionate sister.

Why are you shaking your head?

Al refuse us?

Al goods are not for merchants?”

“Oh, you honest fellows,

Brothers, you are my relatives, -

The princess says to them,

If I lie, may God command

Do not leave my place alive.

What do i do? because I'm a bride.

To me you are all equal

All daring, all smart,

I love you all heartily;

But to another I am forever

Given away. I love everyone

Prince Elisha.

The brothers stood silently

Yes, they scratched the back of the head.

“Demand is not a sin. Forgive us -

The elder said bowing. -

If so, do not stutter

That's about it." - "I'm not angry, -

She quietly said,

And my refusal is not my fault.”

The grooms bowed to her,

Slowly departed

And according to everything again

They began to live and live.

Meanwhile, the evil queen

Remembering the princess

Couldn't forgive her

And on your mirror

Long pouted and angry:

Finally missed him

And she followed him, and sitting down

Before him, I forgot my anger,

Began to show off again

And with a smile she said:

“Hello mirror! Tell,

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rouge and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But lives without any glory

Among the green oak forests,

At the seven heroes

The one that's sweeter than you."

And the queen flew

To Chernavka: “How dare you

Deceive me? and in what!..”

She confessed to everything:

Anyway. evil queen,

Threatening her with a slingshot

Decided or not to live,

Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,

Waiting for dear brothers

Spinning, sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch

The dog barked and the girl

Sees: beggar blueberry

Walks around the yard, stick

Chasing away the dog. “Wait.

Grandma, wait a little, -

She screams out the window, -

I will threaten the dog myself

And I'll bring you something."

The blueberry answers her:

“Oh, you little girl!

The damned dog won

Nearly ate to death.

Look how busy he is!

Come out to me." - The princess wants

Go out to her and take the bread,

But just got off the porch

The dog under her feet - and barks

And he won't let me see the old woman;

Only the old woman will go to her,

He, the forest animal is more angry,

For an old woman. What a miracle

“It looks like he slept badly, -

The princess speaks to her. -

Well, catch it!” - and the bread flies.

The old woman caught the bread;

“Thank you,” she said,

God bless you;

Here for you, catch!”

And pouring to the princess,

young, golden

The apple flies straight...

The dog will jump, squeal ...

But the princess in both hands

Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom

Eat an apple, my light.

Thank you for dinner...” -

The old lady said

Bowed down and disappeared...

And from the princess to the porch

The dog runs and in her face

Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,

Like a dog's heart is aching,

As if he wants to tell her:

Drop it! - She caress him,

Trembling with a gentle hand:

“What, Sokolko, what is the matter with you?

Lie down!” - entered the room,

The door was softly closed

Under the window for the yarn village

Wait for the owners, but looked

All for an apple. It

Full of ripe juice

So fresh and so fragrant

So ruddy golden

Like honey poured!

You can see through the seeds...

She wanted to wait

Before lunch; did not endure

I took an apple in my hands

She brought it to scarlet lips,

Slowly bit through

And I ate a piece...

Suddenly she, my soul,

Staggered without breathing

White hands lowered

Dropped the ruddy fruit

Eyes rolled up

And she's under the image

Fell head on the bench

And quiet, motionless became ...

Brothers at that time home

returned in droves

From youthful robbery.

To meet them, howling menacingly,

The dog runs to the yard

The way shows them. “Not good! -

The brothers said - sorrow

We don't pass." We galloped

They enter, gasp. ran in,

Dog on an apple headlong

With barking rushed, got angry

Swallowed it, fell off

And I died. drunk

It was poison, you know, it is.

Before the dead princess

Brothers in heartbreak

Everyone bowed their heads

And with the prayer of the saint

Raised from the bench, dressed,

Wanted to bury her

And they thought. She,

As under the wing of a dream,

So quiet, fresh lay,

Just not breathing.

Waited three days, but she

Didn't wake up from sleep.

Having created a sad rite,

Here they are in a crystal coffin

The corpse of a young princess

Put - and the crowd

Carried to an empty mountain

And at midnight

Her coffin to six pillars

On iron chains there

Carefully screwed

And fenced with bars;

And, before the dead sister

Having made a bow to the earth,

The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;

Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,

Your beauty is on the ground;

Heaven will receive your spirit.

We loved you

And for the dear store -

Nobody got it

Only one coffin.”

On the same day, the evil queen,

Good news waiting

Secretly took a mirror

And she asked her question:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All rouge and whiter?

And heard back:

“You, queen, there is no doubt,

You are the sweetest in the world

All rouge and whiter.

For your bride

Prince Elisha

Meanwhile, the world is jumping.

No how no! He weeps bitterly

And whoever he asks

All his question is wise;

Who laughs in his eyes

Who will rather turn away;

To the red sun at last

The good guy turned:

“Our light is the sun! You walk

All year round in the sky, you drive

Winter with warm spring

You see us all below you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Didn't you see anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "You are my light, -

The red sun answered, -

I did not see the princess.

Know that she is no longer alive.

Is it a month, my neighbor,

Somewhere I met her

Or a trace of her noticed.

Dark Night Elisha

He waited in his anguish.

Only a month seemed

He chased after him pleadingly.

“Month, month, my friend,

Gilded horn!

You rise in deep darkness

round-faced, light-eyed,

And, loving your custom,

The stars are watching you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - “My brother, -

The clear moon answers, -

I did not see the red maiden.

I stand on guard

Just in my queue.

Without me, the princess, apparently,

Ran." - “How insulting!” -

The king answered.

The clear moon continued:

"Wait a minute; about her, maybe

The wind knows. He will help.

You go to him now

Don't be sad, goodbye."

Elisha, not discouraged,

Rushed to the wind, calling:

“Wind, wind! You are powerful

You drive flocks of clouds

You excite the blue sea

Everywhere you fly in the open,

Don't be afraid of anyone

Except for one god.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "Wait, -

The violent wind answers,

There, behind the quiet river

There is a high mountain

It has a deep hole;

In that hole, in the sad darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal

On chains between poles.

Can't see any trace

Around that empty place;

In that coffin is your bride."

The wind ran away.

The prince began to sob

And went to an empty place

For a beautiful bride

Watch one more time.

Here she comes and got up

In front of him is a steep mountain;

Around her the country is empty;

Under the mountain is a dark entrance.

He goes there quickly.

Before him, in the mournful darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal,

And in that crystal coffin

The princess sleeps forever.

And about the coffin of the bride dear

He hit with all his might.

The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly

Revived. Looks around

Astonished eyes;

And, swinging over the chains,

Sighing, she said:

“How long have I been sleeping!”

And she rises from the grave...

Ah! .. and both sobbed.

He takes her in his hands

And brings it into the light from the darkness,

And, talking pleasantly,

On their way back,

And the rumor is already trumpeting:

The royal daughter is alive!

At home at that time without work

The wicked stepmother was sitting

In front of your mirror

And talked to him

Saying: “I am the sweetest of all,

All rouge and whiter?

And heard back:

“You are beautiful, there are no words,

But the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.”

Evil stepmother, jumping up,

Breaking a mirror on the floor

Ran straight through the door

And I met the princess.

Then her longing took

And the queen died.

They just buried her

The wedding was immediately arranged

And with his bride

Elisha got married;

And no one since the beginning of the world

I have not seen such a feast;

I was there, honey, drinking beer,

Yes, he just wet his mustache.