The Tale of the Sleeping Princess and the 7 Knights. The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights (Pushkin)

The king and queen said goodbye
Prepared for the journey,
And the queen at the window
She sat down to wait for him alone.
He waits and waits from morning until night,
Looks into the field, indian eyes
Got sick looking
From white dawn until night;
No sight of my dear friend!
He just sees: a blizzard is swirling,
Snow is falling on the fields,
The whole earth is white.
Nine months pass
She doesn't take her eyes off the field.
Here on Christmas Eve, right at night
God gives the queen a daughter.
Early in the morning the guest is welcome,
Day and night so long awaited,
From afar at last
The Tsar Father returned.
She looked at him,
She sighed heavily,
I couldn't stand the admiration
And she died at mass.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,
But what to do? and he was a sinner;
A year has passed like an empty dream,
The king married someone else.
Tell the truth, young lady
There really was a queen:
Tall, slender, white,
And I took it with my mind and with everything;
But proud, brittle,
Willful and jealous.
She was given as a dowry
There was one mirror
The mirror had the following properties:
It can speak well.
She was alone with him
Good-natured, cheerful,
I joked with him kindly
And, showing off, she said:
“My light, mirror! Tell:
Tell me the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rosy and white?”
And the mirror answered her:
“You, of course, no doubt;
You, queen, are the sweetest of all,
All blush and whiter,”
And the queen laughs
And shrug your shoulders
And wink your eyes,
And click your fingers,
And spin around, arms akimbo,
Looking proudly in the mirror.

But the princess is young,
Silently blooming,
Meanwhile, I grew, grew,
Rose and blossomed,
White-faced, black-browed,
The character of such a meek one.
And the groom was found for 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 is the queen, dressing up
In front of your mirror,
I exchanged words with him:
All rosy and white?”
What's the answer to the mirror?
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But the princess is the sweetest of all,
All blush and whiter."
As the queen jumps away,
Yes, as soon as he waves his hand,
Yes, it will slam on the mirror,
It'll stomp like a heel!..
“Oh, you vile glass!
You're lying to spite me.
How can she compete with me?
I'll calm the stupidity in her.
Look how much she has grown!
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
Be nicer to me in everything?
Admit it: I am more beautiful than everyone else.
Go around our entire kingdom,
Even the whole world; I have no equal
Is not it?" Mirror in response:
“But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is more rosy and whiter.”
Nothing to do. She,
Full of black envy
Throwing the mirror under the bench,
She called Chernavka to her place
And punishes her
To his hay girl,
News to the princess in the depths of the forest
And, having tied her up alive,
Leave it there under the pine tree
To be devoured by the wolves.

Can the devil deal with an angry woman?
There is no point in arguing. With the princess
Here Chernavka went into the forest
And brought me to such a distance,
What did the princess guess?
And I was scared to death,
And she prayed: “My life!
What, tell me, am I guilty of?
Don't ruin me, girl!
And how will I be a queen,
I will spare you."
The one who loves her in my soul,
Didn't kill, didn't tie up,
She let go and said:
“Don’t worry, God bless you.”
And she came home herself.
"What? - the queen told her, -
Where is the beautiful maiden?
- “There, in the forest, there is one,”
She answers her, -
Her elbows are tightly tied;
Will fall into the claws of the beast,
She will have to endure less
It will be easier to die."

And the rumor began to ring:
The royal daughter is missing!
The poor king grieves for her.
Prince Elisha,
Having prayed earnestly to God,
Hitting the road
For the beautiful soul,
For the young bride.

But the bride is young,
Wandering in the forest until dawn,
Meanwhile everything went on and on
And I came across the tower.
A dog comes towards her, barking,
He came running and fell silent, playing;
She entered the gate
There is silence in the courtyard.
The dog runs after her, caressing her,
And the princess, approaching,
Went up to the porch
And she took the ring;
The door opened quietly.
And the princess found herself
In the bright upper room; all around
Carpeted benches
Under the saints there is an oak table,
Stove with tiled stove bench.
The girl sees what's here
Good people live;
I know she won't be offended.
Meanwhile, no one is visible.
The princess walked around the house
I put everything away in order,
I lit a candle for God,
I lit the stove hot,
Climbed onto the floor
And she quietly lay down.

Lunch hour was approaching.
There was a stomping sound in the yard:
Seven heroes enter
Seven ruddy barbels.
The elder said: “What a miracle!
Everything is so clean and beautiful.
Someone was cleaning the tower
Yes, he was waiting for the owners.
Who? Come out and show yourself
Make friends with us honestly.
If you are an old man,
You will be our uncle forever.
If you're a ruddy guy,
You will be called our brother.
If the old lady, be our mother,
So let's call it a name.
If the red maiden
Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,
I gave honor to the owners,
She bowed low to the waist;
Blushing, she apologized,
Somehow I went to visit them,
Even though I wasn’t invited.
Instantly, by their speech, they recognized
That the princess was received;
Sat in a corner
They brought a pie,
The glass was poured full,
Served on a tray
From green wine
She denied;
I just broke the pie,
Yes, I took a bite,
And get some rest from the road
I asked to go to bed.
They took the girl
Up into the bright room
And left alone
Going to bed.

Day after day goes by, flashing,
And the princess is young
Everything is in the forest, she’s not bored
Seven heroes.
Before dawn
Brothers in a friendly crowd
They go out for a walk,
Shoot gray ducks
Amuse your right hand,
Sorochina rushes to the field,
Or head off broad shoulders
Cut off the Tatar,
Or chased out of the forest
Pyatigorsk Circassian,
And she is the hostess
Meanwhile alone
Will clean and prepare
She won't contradict them
They won't contradict her.
So days go by.

Brothers dear girl
Loved it. To her room
Once, as soon as it was dawn,
All seven of them entered.
The elder said to her: “Maiden,
You know, you are a sister to all of us,
All seven of us, you
We all love for ourselves
We would all be glad to take you,
Yes, you can’t, for God’s sake
Make peace between us somehow:
Be one's wife
Other affectionate sister.
Why are you shaking your head?
Are you refusing us?
Are the goods not for the merchants?

“Oh, you guys are honest,
Brothers, you are my family, -
The princess tells them,
If I lie, may God command
I won't get out of this place alive.
What do i do? because I'm a bride.
For me you are all equal
All are daring, all are smart,
I love you all from the bottom of my heart;
But to another I am forever
Given away. I love everyone
Prince Elisha."

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 mention it
About that.” “I’m not angry,”
She said quietly,
And my refusal is not my fault.”
The suitors bowed to her,
Slowly they moved away
And everything agrees again
They began to live and get along.

Meanwhile, the queen is evil,
Remembering the princess
I couldn't forgive her
And on the mirror
I sulked and got angry for a long time;
Finally had enough of him
And she followed him, and sat down
In front of him, I forgot my anger,
Started to show off again
And with a smile she said:
“Hello, mirror! Tell
Tell me the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rosy and white?”
And the mirror answered her:
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But he lives without any glory,
Among the green oak groves,
At the seven heroes
The one who is still dearer than you,”
And the queen flew in
To Chernavka: “How dare you
Fool me? and in what?..”
She admitted everything:
Anyway. Evil queen
Threatening her with a slingshot
I put it down or not live,
Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,
Waiting for my dear brothers,
She was spinning while sitting under the window.
Suddenly angrily under the porch
The dog barked and the girl
Sees: beggar blueberry
Walks around the yard with a stick
Driving the dog away. “Wait,
Grandma, wait a little, -
She screams at her through the window, -
I'll threaten the dog myself
And I’ll bring you something.”
The blueberry answers her:
“Oh, you little girl!
The damned dog prevailed
Almost ate it to death.
Look how busy he is!
Come out to me.” - The princess wants
Go out to her and take the bread,
But I just left the porch,
The dog is at her feet and barks,
And he won’t let me see the old woman;
Only the old woman will go to her,
He is angrier than the forest beast,
For an old woman. “What kind of miracle?
Apparently he didn't sleep well, -
The princess tells 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 him!”
And to the princess a liquid,
Young, golden
The apple is flying straight...
The dog will jump and squeal...
But the princess in both hands
Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom,
Eat an apple, my light.
Thank you for lunch."
The old lady said,
She bowed and disappeared...
And from the princess to the porch
The dog runs into her face
He looks pitifully, howls menacingly,
It’s like a dog’s heart is aching,
As if he wants to tell her:
Give it up! - She caressed him,
Ruffles with a gentle hand;
“What, Sokolko, what’s wrong with you?
Lay down! - and entered the room,
The door was quietly locked,
I sat down under the window and grabbed some yarn.
Wait for the owners, and looked
It's all about the apple. It
Full of ripe juice,
So fresh and so fragrant
So ruddy and golden
It’s like it’s filled with honey!
The seeds are visible right through...
She wanted to wait
I couldn’t stand it until lunchtime,
I took the apple in my hands,
She brought it to her scarlet lips,
Slowly bit through
And she swallowed a piece...
Suddenly she, my soul,
I staggered without breathing,
White hands dropped
I dropped the ruddy fruit,
Eyes rolled back
And she's like that
She fell head on the bench
And she became quiet, motionless...

The brothers went home at that time
They came back in a crowd
From a brave robbery.
To meet them, howling menacingly,
The dog runs to the yard
The path shows them, “Not good!
The brothers said - sadness
We won’t pass.” They galloped up,
They entered and gasped. Having run in,
Dog at apple headlong
He rushed barking, got angry,
Swallowed it, fell down
And died. Got drunk
It was poison, you know.
Before the dead princess
Brothers in grief
Everyone hung their heads
And with the holy prayer
They lifted me from the bench, dressed me,
They wanted to bury her
And they changed their minds. She,
Like under the wing of a dream,
She lay so quiet and fresh,
That she just couldn’t breathe.
We waited three days, but she
Didn't rise from sleep.
Having performed a sad ritual,
Here they are in the crystal coffin
Young princess corpse
They laid it down - and in a crowd
They carried me to an empty mountain,
And at midnight
Her coffin to six pillars
On cast iron chains there
Screwed down carefully
And they fenced it off with bars;
And, before the dead sister
Having made a bow to the ground,
The elder said: “Sleep in a coffin.
Suddenly went out, a victim of anger,
Your beauty is on earth;
Heaven will receive your spirit.
You were loved by us
And for the dear one we keep -
No one got it
Only one coffin."

For his bride
Prince Elisha
Meanwhile, he jumps around the world.
No way! He cries bitterly
And whoever he asks
His question is tricky for everyone;
Who laughs in his face,
Who would rather turn away;
To the red sun at last
Well done.
“Our sunshine! 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?
Haven't you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” “You are my light,”
The red sun answered, -
I haven't seen the princess.
Know that she is no longer alive.
Is it a month, my neighbor,
I met her somewhere
Or a trace of her was noticed.”

Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.
It's only been a month
He chased after him with a prayer,
“A month, a month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness,
Chubby, bright-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
The stars are looking at you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her groom." - "My brother, -
The month is clear, -
I have not seen the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my turn.
The princess can be seen without me
I ran through.” - “What a shame!”
The prince answered.
The clear month continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, perhaps
The wind knows. He will help.
Now go to him
Don’t be sad, goodbye.”
Elisha, without losing heart,
He rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! You are powerful
You are chasing flocks of clouds,
You stir the blue sea
There is open air everywhere.
You're not afraid of anyone
Except God alone.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I’m her fiancé.” “Wait,”
The wild wind answers, -
There behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
There is a deep hole in it;
In that hole, in the sad darkness
The crystal coffin is rocking
On chains between pillars.
No traces of anyone to be seen
Around that empty place
Your bride is in that coffin.”

The wind ran away.
The prince began to cry
And went to an empty place
For a beautiful bride
Watch it again at least once.
Here comes; and got up
In front of him the mountain is steep;
Around her the country is empty;
There is a dark entrance under the mountain.
He's heading there quickly.
Before him, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking,
And in the crystal coffin
The princess sleeps in eternal sleep,
And about the coffin of the dear bride
He hit with all his might.
The coffin broke. Virgo suddenly
Alive. Looks around
With amazed eyes,
And, swinging over the chains,
Sighing, she said:
“How long have I been sleeping!”
And she rises from the grave...
Ah!., and they both burst into tears.
He takes her in his hands
And brings light from darkness.
And, having a pleasant conversation,
They set off on their way back,
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!

At home idle at that time
The evil stepmother sat
In front of your mirror
And talked to him,
Saying: “Am I the cutest of all,
All rosy and white?”
And I heard in response:
“You are beautiful, there are no words,
But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is redder and whiter.”
The evil stepmother jumped up,
Breaking a mirror on the floor
I ran straight to the door
And I met the princess.
Then sadness took over her,
And the queen died.
They just buried her
The wedding was celebrated immediately,
And with his bride
Elisha got married;
And no one since the beginning of the world
I have never seen such a feast;
I was there, honey, drank beer,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.

Pushkin's fairy tale about one of the most terrible, but at the same time the most common human vices - envy.

Reading The Tale of the Dead Princess in its entirety is recommended for children 5 years of age and older. After all, it is at this age that children begin to empathize with the main characters. From 2 to 5 years old, it is better to read Pushkin’s fairy tales to children in small passages, since children get tired quite quickly and cannot follow the plot.

Well, and of course, it will be very useful to reread the Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights for every adult to remember what envy and excessive importance that people often endow themselves with can lead to.

Listen to Pushkin's audio tale “The Tale of the Dead Princess”

The king and queen said goodbye
Prepared for the journey,
And the queen at the window
She sat down to wait for him alone.
He waits and waits from morning until night,
Looks into the field, indian eyes
Got sick looking
From white dawn until night.
No sight of my dear friend!
He just sees: a blizzard is swirling,
Snow is falling on the fields,
The whole white earth.
Nine months pass
She doesn't take her eyes off the field.
Here on Christmas Eve, right at night
God gives the queen a daughter.
Early in the morning the guest is welcome,
Day and night so long awaited,
From afar at last
The Tsar Father returned.
She looked at him,
She sighed heavily,
I couldn't stand the admiration
And she died at mass.
For a long time the king was inconsolable,
But what to do? and he was a sinner;
A year has passed like an empty dream,
The king married someone else.

Tell the truth, young lady
There really was a queen:
Tall, slender, white,
And I took it with my mind and with everything;
But proud, brittle,
Willful and jealous.
She was given as a dowry
There was only one mirror;
The mirror had the following properties:
It can speak well.
She was alone with him
Good-natured, cheerful,
I joked with him kindly
And, showing off, she said:
“My light, mirror! Tell,
Tell me the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rosy and white?”
And the mirror answered her:
“You, of course, no doubt;
You, queen, are the sweetest of all,
All blush and whiter.”
And the queen laughs
And shrug your shoulders
And wink your eyes,
And click your fingers,
And spin around, arms akimbo,
Looking proudly in the mirror.
But the princess is young,
Silently blooming,
Meanwhile, I grew, grew,
Rose and blossomed
White-faced, black-browed,
The character of such a meek one.
And the groom was found for 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 is the queen, dressing up
In front of your mirror,
I exchanged words with him:

All rosy and white?”
What's the answer to the mirror?
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But the princess is the sweetest of all,
All blush and whiter.”
As the queen jumps away,
Yes, as soon as he waves his hand,
Yes, it will slam on the mirror,
It'll stomp like a heel!..
“Oh, you vile glass!
You're lying to me to spite me.
How can she compete with me?
I'll calm the stupidity in her.
Look how much she has grown!
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
Be nicer to me in everything?
Admit it: I am more beautiful than everyone else.
Go around our entire kingdom,
Even the whole world; I have no equal.
Is not it?" Mirror in response:
“But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is more rosy and white.”

Nothing to do. She,
Full of black envy
Throwing the mirror under the bench,
She called Chernavka to her place
And punishes her
To his hay girl,
News to the princess in the depths of the forest
And, tying her up, alive
Leave it there under the pine tree
To be devoured by the wolves.
Can the devil deal with an angry woman?
There is no point in arguing. With the princess
Here Chernavka went into the forest
And brought me to such a distance,
What did the princess guess?
And I was scared to death
And she prayed: “My life!
What, tell me, am I guilty of?
Don't ruin me, girl!
And how will I be a queen,
I will spare you."

The one who loves her in my soul,
Didn't kill, didn't tie up,
She let go and said:
“Don’t worry, God be with you.”
And she came home herself.
"What? - the queen told her. —
Where is the beautiful maiden?” —
“There, in the forest, there is one,
She answers her.-
Her elbows are tightly tied;
Will fall into the claws of the beast,
She will have to endure less
It will be easier to die.”
And the rumor began to ring:
The royal daughter is missing!
The poor king grieves for her.
Prince Elisha,
Having prayed earnestly to God,
Hitting the road
For a beautiful soul,
For the young bride.

But the bride is young,
Wandering in the forest until dawn,
Meanwhile everything went on and on
And I came across the tower.
A dog comes towards her, barking,
He came running and fell silent, playing.
She entered the gate
There is silence in the courtyard.
The dog runs after her, caressing her,
And the princess, getting close,
Went up to the porch
And she took the ring;
The door opened quietly,
And the princess found herself
In the bright upper room; all around
Carpeted benches
Under the saints there is an oak table,
Stove with tiled stove bench.
The girl sees what's here
Good people live;
You know, she won’t be offended! —
Meanwhile, no one is visible.
The princess walked around the house,
I put everything away in order,
I lit a candle for God,
I lit the stove hot,
Climbed onto the floor
And she quietly lay down.
Lunch hour was approaching
There was a stomping sound in the yard:
Seven heroes enter
Seven ruddy barbels.

The elder said: “What a miracle!
Everything is so clean and beautiful.
Someone was cleaning the tower
Yes, he was waiting for the owners.
Who? Come out and show yourself
Make friends with us honestly.
If you are an old man,
You will be our uncle forever.
If you're a ruddy guy,
You will be called our brother.
If the old lady, be our mother,
So let's call it a name.
If the red maiden
Be our dear sister.”
And the princess came down to them,
I gave honor to the owners,
She bowed low to the waist;
Blushing, she apologized,
Somehow I went to visit them,
Even though I wasn’t invited.
Instantly they recognized me by their speech,
That the princess was received;
Sat in a corner
They brought a pie;
The glass was poured full,
It was served on a tray.
From green wine
She denied;
I just broke the pie
Yes, I took a bite
And get some rest from the road
I asked to go to bed.
They took the girl
Up into the bright room,
And left alone
Going to bed.
Day after day goes by, flashing,
And the princess is young
Everything is in the forest; she's not bored
Seven heroes.
Before dawn

Brothers in a friendly crowd
They go out for a walk,
Shoot gray ducks
Amuse your right hand,
Sorochina rushes to the field,
Or head off broad shoulders
Cut off the Tatar,
Or chased out of the forest
Pyatigorsk Circassian.
And she is the hostess
Meanwhile alone
He will clean and cook.
She won't contradict them
They won't contradict her.
So days go by.
Brothers dear girl
Loved it. To her room
Once, as soon as it was dawn,
All seven of them entered.
The elder said to her: “Maiden,
You know: you are a sister to all of us,
All seven of us, you
We all love for ourselves
We would all like to take you,
Yes, it’s impossible, for God’s sake,
Make peace between us somehow:
Be one's wife
Other affectionate sister.
Why are you shaking your head?
Are you refusing us?
Are the goods not for the merchants?”

“Oh, you guys are honest,
Brothers, you are my family,
- The princess tells them,
- If I lie, may God command
I won't get out of this place alive.
What do i do? After all, I'm a bride.
For me you are all equal
All are daring, all are smart,
I love you all from the bottom of my heart;
But to another I am forever
Given away. I love everyone
Prince Elisha."
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 stutter
About that.” - “I'm not angry,
- She said quietly,
“And my refusal is not my fault.”
The suitors bowed to her,
Slowly they moved away
And everything agrees again
They began to live and get along.

Meanwhile, the queen is evil,
Remembering the princess
I couldn't forgive her
And on the mirror
She sulked and got angry for a long time:
Finally had enough of him
And she followed him, and sat down
In front of him, I forgot my anger,
Started to show off again
And with a smile she said:
“Hello, mirror! Tell,
Tell me the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rosy and white?”
And the mirror answered her:
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But he lives without any glory,
Among the green oak groves,
At the seven heroes
The one who is still dearer than you.”
And the queen flew in
To Chernavka: “How dare you
Fool me? and what!..”
She admitted everything:
Anyway. Evil queen
Threatening her with a slingshot
I put it down or not live,
Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,
Waiting for my dear brothers,
She was spinning while sitting under the window.
Suddenly angrily under the porch
The dog barked and the girl
Sees: beggar blueberry
Walks around the yard with a stick
Driving the dog away. “Wait.
Grandma, wait a little, -
She shouts to her through the window, -
I'll threaten the dog myself
And I’ll take something for you.”
The blueberry answers her:
“Oh, you little girl!
The damned dog prevailed
Almost ate it to death.
Look how busy he is!
Come out to me.” - The princess wants
Go out to her and take the bread,
But I just left the porch,
The dog is at her feet - and barks
And he won’t let me see the old woman;
As soon as the old woman goes to her,
He is angrier than the forest beast,
For an old woman. What kind of miracle?
“Apparently he didn’t sleep well,”
The princess tells 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 to the princess a liquid,
Young, golden,
The apple is flying straight...
The dog will jump and squeal...
But the princess in both hands
Grab - caught. “For the sake of boredom
Eat an apple, my light.
Thank you for lunch..." -
The old lady said,
She bowed and disappeared...
And from the princess to the porch
The dog runs into her face
He looks pitifully, howls menacingly,
It’s like a dog’s heart is aching,
As if he wants to tell her:
Give it up! - She caressed him,
He trembles with a gentle hand:
“What, Sokolko, what’s wrong with you?
Lay down!” - and entered the room,
The door was quietly locked,
I sat down under the window and grabbed some yarn.
Wait for the owners, and looked
It's all about the apple. It
Full of ripe juice,
So fresh and so fragrant
So ruddy and golden
It’s like it’s filled with honey!
The seeds are visible right through...
She wanted to wait
Before lunch; couldn't stand it
I took the apple in my hands,
She brought it to her scarlet lips,
Slowly bit through
And she swallowed a piece...
Suddenly she, my soul,
I staggered without breathing,
White hands dropped,
I dropped the ruddy fruit,
Eyes rolled back
And she's like that
She fell head on the bench
And she became quiet, motionless...
The brothers went home at that time
They came back in a crowd
From a brave robbery.
To meet them, howling menacingly,
The dog runs to the yard
Shows them the way. “Not good! —
The brothers said - sadness
We won’t pass.” They galloped up,
They entered and gasped. Having run in,
Dog at apple headlong
He rushed out barking and got angry
Swallowed it, fell down
And died. Got drunk
It was poison, you know.

Before the dead princess
Brothers in grief
Everyone hung their heads
And with the holy prayer
They lifted me from the bench, dressed me,
They wanted to bury her
And they changed their minds. She,
Like under the wing of a dream,
She lay so quiet and fresh,
That she just couldn’t breathe.
We waited three days, but she
Didn't rise from sleep.
Having performed a sad ritual,
Here they are in the crystal coffin
Young princess corpse
They laid it down - and in a crowd
They carried me to an empty mountain,
And at midnight
Her coffin to six pillars
On cast iron chains there
Screwed down carefully
And they fenced it off with bars;
And, before my dead sister
Having made a bow to the ground,
The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;
Suddenly went out, a victim of anger,
Your beauty is on earth;
Heaven will receive your spirit.
You were loved by us
And for the dear one we keep -
No one got it
Only one coffin.”

On the same day the evil queen
Waiting for good news
Secretly I took a mirror
And she asked her question:
“Am I, tell me, the cutest of all,
All rosy and white?”
And I heard in response:
“You, queen, no doubt,
You are the cutest in the world,
All blush and whiter.”
For his bride
Prince Elisha
Meanwhile, he jumps around the world.
No way! He cries bitterly
And whoever he asks
His question is tricky for everyone;
Who laughs in his eyes,
Who would rather turn away;
To the red sun at last
Well done guy addressed:
“Our sunshine! 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?
Haven't you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “You are my light,”
The red sun answered,
I haven't seen the princess.
To know, she is no longer alive.
Is it a month, my neighbor,
I met her somewhere
Or a trace of her was noticed.”
Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.
It's only been a month
He chased after him with a prayer.
“A month, a month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness,
Chubby, bright-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
The stars are looking at you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “My brother,”
The clear month answers, -
I have not seen the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my turn.
Without me, the princess, apparently,
I ran.” - “How insulting!” —
The prince answered.
The clear month continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, perhaps
The wind knows. He will help.
Now go to him
Don’t be sad, goodbye.”
Elisha, without losing heart,
He rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! You are powerful
You are chasing flocks of clouds,
You stir the blue sea
Everywhere you blow in the open air,
You're not afraid of anyone
Except God alone.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “Wait,”
The wild wind answers,
There behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
There is a deep hole in it;
In that hole, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking
On chains between pillars.
No traces of anyone to be seen
Around that empty space;
Your bride is in that coffin.”
The wind ran away.
The prince began to cry
And he went to an empty place,
For a beautiful bride
Watch it again at least once.
Here she comes and got up
In front of him the mountain is steep;
The country around her is empty;
There is a dark entrance under the mountain.
He's heading there quickly.
Before him, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking,
And in the crystal coffin
The princess sleeps in eternal sleep.
And about the coffin of the dear bride
He hit with all his might.

The coffin broke. Virgo suddenly
Alive. Looks around
With amazed eyes;
And, swinging over the chains,
Sighing, she said:
“How long have I been sleeping!”
And she rises from the grave...
Ah!.. and they both burst into tears.
He takes it in his hands
And brings light from darkness,
And, having a pleasant conversation,
They set off on their way back,
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!
At home idle at that time
The evil stepmother sat
In front of your mirror
And talked to him,
Saying: “Am I the cutest of all,
All rosy and white?”
And I heard in response:
“You are beautiful, there are no words,
But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is redder and whiter.”
The evil stepmother jumped up,
Breaking a mirror on the floor
I ran straight to the door
And I met the princess.
Then sadness took over her,
And the queen died.

They just buried her
The wedding was celebrated immediately,
And with his bride
Elisha got married;
And no one since the beginning of the world
I have never seen such a feast;
I was there, honey, drank beer,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.

One of the most vivid and understandable animated film adaptations of the Tale of the Dead Princess from the Soyuzmultfilm studio.

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The king and queen said goodbye

Prepared for the journey,

And the queen at the window

She sat down to wait for him alone.

He waits and waits from morning until night,

Looks into the field, indian eyes

Got sick looking

From white dawn until night;

No sight of my dear friend!

He just sees: a blizzard is swirling,

Snow is falling on the fields,

The whole earth is white.

Nine months pass

She doesn't take her eyes off the field.

Here on Christmas Eve, right at night

God gives the queen a daughter.

Early in the morning the guest is welcome,

Day and night so long awaited,

From afar at last

The Tsar Father returned.

She looked at him,

She sighed heavily,

I couldn’t stand the admiration

And she died at mass.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,

But what should we do? and he was a sinner;

The year has passed like an empty dream,

The king married someone else.

Tell the truth, young lady

There really was a queen:

Tall, slender, white,

And I took it with my mind and with everything;

But proud, brittle,

Willful and jealous.

She was given as a dowry

There was only one mirror;

The mirror had the following properties:

It can speak well.

She was alone with him

Good-natured, cheerful,

I joked with him kindly

And, showing off, she said:

“My light, mirror! Tell

Tell me the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rosy and white?”

And the mirror answered her:

“You, of course, no doubt;

You, queen, are the sweetest of all,

All blush and whiter."

And the queen laughs

And shrug your shoulders

And wink your eyes,

And click your fingers,

And spin around, arms akimbo,

Looking proudly in the mirror.

But the princess is young,

Silently blooming,

Meanwhile, I grew, grew,

Rose and blossomed,

White-faced, black-browed,

The character of such a meek man.

And the groom was found for 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 is the queen, dressing up

In front of your mirror,

I exchanged words with him:

“Am I, tell me, the cutest of all,

All rosy and white?”

What's the answer to the mirror?

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But the princess is the sweetest of all,

All blush and whiter."

As the queen jumps away,

Yes, as soon as he waves his hand,

Yes, it will slam on the mirror,

It'll stomp like a heel!..

“Oh, you vile glass!

You are lying to me to spite me.

How can she compete with me?

I'll calm the stupidity in her.

Look how much she has grown!

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

Be nicer to me in everything?

Admit it: I am more beautiful than everyone else.

Go around our entire kingdom,

Even the whole world; I have no equal.

Is not it?" Mirror in response:

“But the princess is still sweeter,

Everything is more rosy and whiter.”

Nothing to do. She,

Full of black envy

Throwing the mirror under the bench,

She called Chernavka to her place

And punishes her

To his hay girl,

News to the princess in the depths of the forest

And, tying her up, alive

Leave it there under the pine tree

To be devoured by the wolves.

Can the devil deal with an angry woman?

There is no point in arguing. With the princess

Here Chernavka went into the forest

And brought me to such a distance,

What did the princess guess?

And I was scared to death,

And she prayed: “My life!

What, tell me, am I guilty of?

Don't ruin me, girl!

And how will I be a queen,

I will spare you."

The one who loves her in my soul,

Didn't kill, didn't tie up,

She let go and said:

“Don’t worry, God bless you.”

And she came home herself.

"What? - the queen told her, -

Where is the beautiful maiden?

There, in the forest, stands alone, -

She answers her. -

Her elbows are tightly tied;

Will fall into the claws of the beast,

She will have to endure less

It will be easier to die.

And the rumor began to ring:

The royal daughter is missing!

The poor king grieves for her.

Prince Elisha,

Having prayed earnestly to God,

Hitting the road

For a beautiful soul,

For the young bride.

But the bride is young,

Wandering in the forest until dawn,

Meanwhile everything went on and on

And I came across the tower.

The dog meets her, barking,

He came running and fell silent, playing;

She entered the gate

There is silence in the courtyard.

The dog runs after her, caressing her,

And the princess, getting close,

Went up to the porch

And she took the ring;

The door opened quietly,

And the princess found herself

In the bright upper room; all around

Carpeted benches

Under the saints there is an oak table,

Stove with tiled stove bench.

The girl sees what's here

Good people live;

You know, she won’t be offended!

Meanwhile, no one is visible.

The princess walked around the house,

I put everything away in order,

I lit a candle for God,

I lit the stove hot,

Climbed onto the floor

And she quietly lay down.

Lunch hour was approaching

There was a stomping sound in the yard:

Seven heroes enter

Seven ruddy barbels.

The elder said: “What a miracle!

Everything is so clean and beautiful.

Someone was cleaning the tower

Yes, he was waiting for the owners.

Who? Come out and show yourself

Make friends with us honestly.

If you are an old man,

You will be our uncle forever.

If you're a ruddy guy,

You will be called our brother.

If the old lady, be our mother,

So let's call it a name.

If the red maiden

Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,

I gave honor to the owners,

She bowed low to the waist;

Blushing, she apologized,

Somehow I went to visit them,

Even though I wasn’t invited.

Instantly, by their speech, they recognized

That the princess was received;

Sat in a corner

They brought a pie;

The glass was poured full,

It was served on a tray.

From green wine

She denied;

I just broke the pie,

Yes, I took a bite,

And get some rest from the road

I asked to go to bed.

They took the girl

Up into the bright room

And left alone

Going to bed.

Day after day goes by, flashing,

And the princess is young

Everything is in the forest, she’s not bored

Seven heroes.

Before dawn

Brothers in a friendly crowd

They go out for a walk,

Shoot gray ducks

Amuse your right hand,

Sorochina rushes to the field,

Or head off broad shoulders

Cut off the Tatar,

Or chased out of the forest

Pyatigorsk Circassian.

And she is the hostess

Meanwhile alone

He will clean and cook.

She won't contradict them

They won't contradict her.

So days go by.

Brothers dear girl

Loved it. To her room

Once, as soon as it was dawn,

All seven of them entered.

The elder said to her: “Maiden,

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

All seven of us, you

We all love for ourselves

We would all like to take you,

Yes, you can’t, for God’s sake

Make peace between us somehow:

Be one's wife

Other affectionate sister.

Why are you shaking your head?

Are you refusing us?

Are the goods not for the merchants?

“Oh, you guys are honest,

Brothers, you are my family, -

The princess tells them,

If I lie, may God command

I won't get out of this place alive.

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

For me you are all equal

All are daring, all are smart,

I love you all from the bottom of my heart;

But to another I am forever

Given away. I love everyone

Prince Elisha."

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 mention it

About that." - “I’m not angry,”

She said quietly,

And my refusal is not my fault.”

The suitors bowed to her,

Slowly they moved away

And everything agrees again

They began to live and get along.

Meanwhile, the queen is evil,

Remembering the princess

I couldn't forgive her

And on the mirror

I sulked and got angry for a long time;

Finally had enough of him

And she followed him, and sat down

In front of him, I forgot my anger,

Started to show off again

And with a smile she said:

“Hello, mirror! Tell

Tell me the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rosy and white?”

And the mirror answered her:

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But he lives without any glory,

Among the green oak groves,

At the seven heroes

The one who is still dearer than you.”

And the queen flew in

To Chernavka: “How dare you

Fool me? and what!..”

She admitted everything:

Anyway. Evil queen

Threatening her with a slingshot

I put it down or not live,

Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,

Waiting for my dear brothers,

She was spinning while sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch

The dog barked and the girl

Sees: beggar blueberry

Walks around the yard with a stick

Driving the dog away. “Wait,

Grandma, wait a little, -

She shouts to her through the window, -

I'll threaten the dog myself

And I’ll bring you something.”

The blueberry answers her:

“Oh, you little girl!

The damned dog prevailed

Almost ate it to death.

Look how busy he is!

Come out to me." - The princess wants

I went out to her and took the bread,

But I just left the porch,

The dog is at her feet and barks,

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

Only the old woman will go to her,

He is angrier than the forest beast,

For an old woman. “What kind of miracle?

Apparently he didn't sleep well, -

The princess tells 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 him!”

And to the princess a liquid,

Young, golden,

The apple is flying straight...

The dog will jump and squeal...

But the princess in both hands

Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom

Eat an apple, my light.

Give thanks for lunch."

The old lady said,

She bowed and disappeared...

And from the princess to the porch

The dog runs into her face

He looks pitifully, howls menacingly,

It’s like a dog’s heart is aching,

As if he wants to tell her:

Give it up! - She caressed him,

Ruffles with a gentle hand;

“What, Sokolko, what’s wrong with you?

Lay down! - and entered the room,

The door was quietly locked,

I sat down under the window and grabbed some yarn.

Wait for the owners, and looked

It's all about the apple. It

Full of ripe juice,

So fresh and so fragrant

So ruddy and golden

It’s like it’s filled with honey!

The seeds are visible right through...

She wanted to wait

Before lunch; couldn't stand it

I took the apple in my hands,

She brought it to her scarlet lips,

Slowly bit through

And she swallowed a piece...

Suddenly she, my soul,

I staggered without breathing,

White hands dropped,

I dropped the ruddy fruit,

Eyes rolled back

And she's like that

She fell head on the bench

And she became quiet, motionless...

The brothers went home at that time

They came back in a crowd

From a brave robbery.

To meet them, howling menacingly,

The dog runs to the yard

Shows them the way. “Not good! -

The brothers said: - sadness

We won’t pass.” They galloped up,

They entered and gasped. Having run in,

Dog at apple headlong

He rushed barking, got angry,

Swallowed it, fell down

And died. Got drunk

It was poison, you know.

Before the dead princess

Brothers in grief

Everyone hung their heads

And with the holy prayer

They lifted me from the bench, dressed me,

They wanted to bury her

And they changed their minds. She,

Like under the wing of a dream,

She lay so quiet and fresh,

That she just couldn’t breathe.

We waited three days, but she

Didn't rise from sleep.

Having performed a sad ritual,

Here they are in the crystal coffin

Young princess corpse

They laid it down - and in a crowd

They carried me to an empty mountain,

And at midnight

Her coffin to six pillars

On cast iron chains there

Screwed down carefully

And they fenced it off with bars;

And, before the dead sister

Having made a bow to the ground,

The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;

Suddenly went out, a victim of anger,

Your beauty is on earth;

Heaven will receive your spirit.

You were loved by us

And for the dear one we keep -

No one got it

Only one coffin."

On the same day the evil queen

Waiting for good news

Secretly I took a mirror

And she asked her question:

“Am I, tell me, the cutest of all,

All rosy and white?”

And I heard in response:

“You, queen, no doubt,

You are the cutest in the world,

All blush and whiter."

For his bride

Prince Elisha

Meanwhile, he jumps around the world.

No way! He cries bitterly

And whoever he asks

His question is tricky for everyone;

Who laughs in his face,

Who would rather turn away;

To the red sun at last

Well done.

“Our sunshine! 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?

Haven't you seen anywhere in the world

Are you young princess?

I am her groom." - “You are my light,”

The red sun answered, -

I haven't seen the princess.

She is no longer alive.

Is it a month, my neighbor,

I met her somewhere

Or a trace of her was noticed.”

Dark Night Elisha

He waited in his anguish.

It's only been a month

He chased after him with a prayer.

“A month, a month, my friend,

Gilded horn!

You rise in deep darkness,

Chubby, bright-eyed,

And, loving your custom,

The stars are looking at you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you young princess?

I am her groom." - “My brother,

The clear month answers, -

I have not seen the red maiden.

I stand on guard

Just in my turn.

Without me, the princess, apparently,

I ran." - “How offensive!” -

The prince answered.

The clear month continued:

"Wait a minute; about her, perhaps

The wind knows. He will help.

Now go to him

Don’t be sad, goodbye.”

Elisha, without losing heart,

He rushed to the wind, calling:

“Wind, wind! You are powerful

You are chasing flocks of clouds,

You stir the blue sea

Everywhere you blow in the open air,

You're not afraid of anyone

Except God alone.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you young princess?

I am her fiancé.” - “Wait,”

The wild wind answers, -

There behind the quiet river

There is a high mountain

There is a deep hole in it;

In that hole, in the sad darkness,

The crystal coffin is rocking

On chains between pillars.

No traces of anyone to be seen

Around that empty space;

Your bride is in that coffin.”

The wind ran away.

The prince began to cry

And he went to an empty place,

For a beautiful bride

Watch it again at least once.

Here comes; and got up

In front of him the mountain is steep;

Around her the country is empty;

There is a dark entrance under the mountain.

He's heading there quickly.

Before him, in the sad darkness,

The crystal coffin is rocking,

And in the crystal coffin

The princess sleeps in eternal sleep.

And about the coffin of the dear bride

He hit with all his might.

The coffin broke. Virgo suddenly

Alive. Looks around

With amazed eyes,

And, swinging over the chains,

Sighing, she said:

“How long have I been sleeping!”

And she rises from the grave...

Ah!.. and they both burst into tears.

He takes her in his hands

And brings light from darkness,

And, having a pleasant conversation,

They set off on their way back,

And the rumor is already trumpeting:

The royal daughter is alive!

At home idle at that time

The evil stepmother sat

In front of your mirror

And she talked to him.

Saying: “Am I the cutest of all,

All rosy and white?”

And I heard in response:

“You are beautiful, there are no words,

But the princess is still sweeter,

Everything is redder and whiter.”

The evil stepmother jumped up,

Breaking a mirror on the floor

I ran straight to the door

And I met the princess.

Then sadness took over her,

And the queen died.

They just buried her

The wedding was celebrated immediately,

And with his bride

Elisha got married;

And no one since the beginning of the world

I have never seen such a feast;

I was there, honey, drank beer,

The fairy tale tells about a beautiful girl whose mother dies immediately after giving birth. The Tsar Father marries a beautiful but treacherous stepmother. The new princess has a magic mirror that can talk. She asks him the same question: “Who is the cutest in the world?” And one day, the mirror says that the young princess is the most beautiful of all. Enraged, the princess decides to send her stepdaughter into the forest to be devoured by wolves. Chernavka took pity on the princess and did not tie her to a tree, but simply let her go into the dark forest. And the girl, wandering through the forest, came across a tower in which seven heroes lived...

The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights read

The king and queen said goodbye
Prepared for the journey,
And the queen at the window
She sat down to wait for him alone.
He waits and waits from morning until night,
Looks into the field, indian eyes
Got sick looking
From white dawn until night.
No sight of my dear friend!
He just sees: a blizzard is swirling,
Snow is falling on the fields,
The whole white earth.
Nine months pass
She doesn't take her eyes off the field.
Here on Christmas Eve, right at night
God gives the queen a daughter.
Early in the morning the guest is welcome,
Day and night so long awaited,
From afar at last
The Tsar Father returned.
She looked at him,
She sighed heavily,
I couldn't stand the admiration
And she died at mass.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,
But what to do? and he was a sinner;
A year has passed like an empty dream,
The king married someone else.

But the princess is young,
Silently blooming,
Meanwhile, I grew, grew,
Rose and blossomed,
White-faced, black-browed,
The character of such a meek one.
And the groom was found for 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 is the queen, dressing up
In front of your mirror,
I exchanged words with him:

All rosy and white?”
What's the answer to the mirror?
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But the princess is the sweetest of all,
All blush and whiter.”
As the queen jumps away,
Yes, as soon as he waves his hand,
Yes, it will slam on the mirror,
It'll stomp like a heel!..
“Oh, you vile glass!
You're lying to me to spite me.
How can she compete with me?
I'll calm the stupidity in her.
Look how much she has grown!
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
Be nicer to me in everything?
Admit it: I am more beautiful than everyone else.
Go around our entire kingdom,
Even the whole world; I have no equal.
Is not it?" Mirror in response:
“But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is more rosy and white.”
Nothing to do. She,
Full of black envy
Throwing the mirror under the bench,
She called Chernavka to her place
And punishes her
To his hay girl,
News to the princess in the depths of the forest
And, tying her up, alive
Leave it there under the pine tree
To be devoured by the wolves.

"What? - the queen told her. -
Where is the beautiful maiden?” -
“There, in the forest, there is one, -
She answers her.-
Her elbows are tightly tied;
Will fall into the claws of the beast,
She will have to endure less
It will be easier to die.”

And the rumor began to ring:
The royal daughter is missing!
The poor king grieves for her.
Prince Elisha,
Having prayed earnestly to God,
Hitting the road
For a beautiful soul,
For the young bride.

The dog runs after her, caressing her,
And the princess, getting close,
Went up to the porch
And she took the ring;
The door opened quietly,
And the princess found herself
In the bright upper room; all around
Carpeted benches
Under the saints there is an oak table,
Stove with tiled stove bench.
The girl sees what's here
Good people live;
You know, she won’t be offended! -
Meanwhile, no one is visible.
The princess walked around the house,
I put everything away in order,
I lit a candle for God,
I lit the stove hot,
Climbed onto the floor
And she quietly lay down.

Lunch hour was approaching
There was a stomping sound in the yard:
Seven heroes enter
Seven ruddy barbels.
The elder said: “What a miracle!
Everything is so clean and beautiful.
Someone was cleaning the tower
Yes, he was waiting for the owners.
Who? Come out and show yourself
Make friends with us honestly.
If you are an old man,
You will be our uncle forever.
If you're a ruddy guy,
You will be called our brother.
If the old lady, be our mother,
So let's call it a name.
If the red maiden
Be our dear sister.”

And the princess came down to them,
I gave honor to the owners,
She bowed low to the waist;
Blushing, she apologized,
Somehow I went to visit them,
Even though I wasn’t invited.
Instantly they recognized me by their speech,
That the princess was received;
Sat in a corner
They brought a pie;
The glass was poured full,
It was served on a tray.
From green wine
She denied;
I just broke the pie
Yes, I took a bite
And get some rest from the road
I asked to go to bed.
They took the girl
Up into the bright room,
And left alone
Going to bed.

Day after day goes by, flashing,
And the princess is young
Everything is in the forest; she's not bored
Seven heroes.
Before dawn
Brothers in a friendly crowd
They go out for a walk,
Shoot gray ducks
Amuse your right hand,
Sorochina rushes to the field,
Or head off broad shoulders
Cut off the Tatar,
Or chased out of the forest
Pyatigorsk Circassian.
And she is the hostess
Meanwhile alone
He will clean and cook.
She won't contradict them
They won't contradict her.
So days go by.

Brothers dear girl
Loved it. To her room
Once, as soon as it was dawn,
All seven of them entered.
The elder said to her: “Maiden,
You know: you are a sister to all of us,
All seven of us, you
We all love for ourselves
We would all like to take you,
Yes, it’s impossible, for God’s sake,
Make peace between us somehow:
Be one's wife
Other affectionate sister.
Why are you shaking your head?
Are you refusing us?
Are the goods not for the merchants?”

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 mention it
About that.” - “I’m not angry,”
She said quietly,
And my refusal is not my fault.”
The suitors bowed to her,
Slowly they moved away
And everything agrees again
They began to live and get along.

She admitted everything:
Anyway. Evil queen
Threatening her with a slingshot
I put it down or not live,
Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,
Waiting for my dear brothers,
She was spinning while sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch
The dog barked and the girl
Sees: beggar blueberry
Walks around the yard with a stick
Driving the dog away. “Wait.
Grandma, wait a little, -
She shouts to her through the window, -
I'll threaten the dog myself
And I’ll take something for you.”
The blueberry answers her:
“Oh, you little girl!
The damned dog prevailed
Almost ate it to death.
Look how busy he is!
Come out to me.” - The princess wants
Go out to her and take the bread,
But I just left the porch,
The dog is at her feet and barks
And he won’t let me see the old woman;
As soon as the old woman goes to her,
He is angrier than the forest beast,
For an old woman. What kind of miracle?
“Apparently he didn’t sleep well,”
The princess tells 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 to the princess a liquid,
Young, golden,
The apple is flying straight...
The dog will jump and squeal...
But the princess in both hands
Grab - caught. “For the sake of boredom
Eat an apple, my light.
Thank you for lunch..." -
The old lady said,
She bowed and disappeared...
And from the princess to the porch
The dog runs into her face
He looks pitifully, howls menacingly,
It’s like a dog’s heart is aching,
As if he wants to tell her:
Give it up! - She caressed him,
He trembles with a gentle hand:
“What, Sokolko, what’s wrong with you?
Lay down!” - and entered the room,
The door was quietly locked,
I sat down under the window and grabbed some yarn.
Wait for the owners, and looked
It's all about the apple. It
Full of ripe juice,
So fresh and so fragrant
So ruddy and golden
It’s like it’s filled with honey!

The seeds are visible right through...
She wanted to wait
Before lunch; couldn't stand it
I took the apple in my hands,
She brought it to her scarlet lips,
Slowly bit through
And she swallowed a piece...
Suddenly she, my soul,
I staggered without breathing,
White hands dropped,
I dropped the ruddy fruit,
Eyes rolled back
And she's like that
She fell head on the bench
And she became quiet, motionless...

The brothers went home at that time
They came back in a crowd
From a brave robbery.
To meet them, howling menacingly,
The dog runs to the yard
Shows them the way. “Not good! -
The brothers said - sadness
We won’t pass.” They galloped up,
They entered and gasped. Having run in,
Dog at apple headlong
He rushed out barking and got angry
Swallowed it, fell down
And died. Got drunk
It was poison, you know.
Before the dead princess
Brothers in grief
Everyone hung their heads
And with the holy prayer
They lifted me from the bench, dressed me,
They wanted to bury her
And they changed their minds. She,
Like under the wing of a dream,
She lay so quiet and fresh,
That she just couldn’t breathe.
We waited three days, but she
Didn't rise from sleep.

Having performed a sad ritual,
Here they are in the crystal coffin
Young princess corpse
They laid it down - and in a crowd
They carried me to an empty mountain,
And at midnight
Her coffin to six pillars
On cast iron chains there
Screwed down carefully
And they fenced it off with bars;
And, before my dead sister
Having made a bow to the ground,
The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;
Suddenly went out, a victim of anger,
Your beauty is on earth;
Heaven will receive your spirit.
You were loved by us
And for the dear one we keep -
No one got it
Only one coffin.”

For his bride
Prince Elisha
Meanwhile, he jumps around the world.
No way! He cries bitterly
And whoever he asks
His question is tricky for everyone;
Who laughs in his eyes,
Who would rather turn away;
To the red sun at last
Well done guy addressed:

“Our sunshine! 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?
Haven't you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “You are my light,”
The red sun answered, -
I haven't seen the princess.
To know, she is no longer alive.
Is it a month, my neighbor,
I met her somewhere
Or a trace of her was noticed.”

Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.

It's only been a month
He chased after him with a prayer.
“A month, a month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness,
Chubby, bright-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
The stars are looking at you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “My brother,”
The clear month answers, -
I have not seen the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my turn.
Without me, the princess, apparently,
I ran.” - “How offensive!” -
The prince answered.
The clear month continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, perhaps
The wind knows. He will help.
Now go to him
Don’t be sad, goodbye.”

Elisha, without losing heart,
He rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! You are powerful
You are chasing flocks of clouds,
You stir the blue sea
Everywhere you blow in the open air,
You're not afraid of anyone
Except God alone.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “Wait,”
The wild wind answers, -
There behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
There is a deep hole in it;
In that hole, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking
On chains between pillars.
No traces of anyone to be seen
Around that empty space;
Your bride is in that coffin.”

The wind ran away.
The prince began to cry
And he went to an empty place,
For a beautiful bride
Watch it again at least once.
Here she comes and got up
In front of him the mountain is steep;
The country around her is empty;
There is a dark entrance under the mountain.

He's heading there quickly.
Before him, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking,
And in the crystal coffin
The princess sleeps in eternal sleep.
And about the coffin of the dear bride
He hit with all his might.
The coffin broke. Virgo suddenly
Alive. Looks around
With amazed eyes;
And, swinging over the chains,
Sighing, she said:
“How long have I been sleeping!”
And she rises from the grave...
Ah!.. and they both burst into tears.
He takes it in his hands
And brings light from darkness,
And, having a pleasant conversation,
They set off on their way back,
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!

(Illustration V. Nazaruk)

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A year has passed like an empty dream,

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That is, there was a change from one culture (pre-Christian) to another - biblical.

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Tall, slender, white,

And I took it with my mind and with everything;

But proud, brittle,

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MIRROR - NOOSPHERE

She was given as a dowry

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It can speak well.

In our understanding, a mirror is the noosphere of planet Earth, with which every person is connected and from where he draws information. It reflects everything that happens on Earth and nothing can be hidden from it.

She was alone with him

Good-natured, cheerful,

S. joked with him affably

And, showing off, she said:

“My light, mirror! Tell

Tell me the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rosy and white?”

And the mirror answered her:

“You, of course, no doubt:

You, queen, are the sweetest of all,

All blush and whiter."

And the queen laughs

And shrug your shoulders.

And wink your eyes,

And click your fingers,

And spin around with your arms akimbo.

Looking proudly in the mirror.

THE YOUNG PRINCE - A CROWD GROWING INTO A PEOPLE

But the princess is young,

Silently blooming,

Meanwhile, she grew and grew.

She rose and blossomed.

White-faced, black-browed,

The character of such a meek man.

And the groom was found for 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 is the queen, dressing up

In front of your mirror,

I exchanged words with him:

“I am, tell me. the cutest of all.

All rosy and white?”

What's the answer to the mirror?

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But the princess is the sweetest of all,

All blush and whiter."

As the queen jumps away,

Yes, as soon as he waves his hand,

Yes, it will slam on the mirror,

It'll stomp like a heel!..

“Oh, you vile glass!

You're lying to spite me.

How can she compete with me?

I'll calm the stupidity in her.

Look how much she has grown!

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

Be nicer to me in everything?

Admit it: I am more beautiful than everyone else.

Go around our entire kingdom,

Even the whole world; I have no equal.

Is not it?" Mirror in response:

“But the princess is still sweeter,

Everything is more rosy and white.”

And by removing feedback through the noosphere, she found out that the crowd, by virtue of the law of time, began to mature from an infantile state and gradually began to turn into a people. In the future, this meant that the people would eventually take her place, which means that a new culture of Humanity would be established - the princess would become a queen.

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Can the devil deal with an angry woman?

There is no point in arguing. With the princess

Here Chernavka went into the forest

And brought me to such a distance,

What did the princess guess?

And I was scared to death,

And she prayed: “My life!

What, tell me, am I guilty of?

Don't ruin me, girl!

And how will I be a queen,

I will spare you."

The people, being in the state of a crowd, were unable to recognize the impending danger in advance and still ended up in a dense forest. Who is Chernavka - the question is also open?

RUMOR - MEDIA

And the rumor began to ring:

The royal daughter is missing!

The poor king grieves for her.

Prince Elisha,

Having prayed earnestly to God,

Hitting the road

For the beautiful soul,

For the young bride.

QUEEN ELISHA - A THINKING PART OF THE PEOPLE OR WHO?

Prince Elisha - knowing the other symbolism of Pushkin’s works, it is logical to assume that he is the most thoughtful part of the people who took responsibility for him.

In any case, in order to rescue the people, she, like the people, will have to go through the path of increasing their own level of understanding and entering into the conceptual management of civilization. The question remains: why is he a prince?

Perhaps the king comes from other Germanic languages. "karlja" or "karlaz", which means "free person".

But the bride is young,

Wandering in the forest until dawn,

Meanwhile everything went on and on

And I came across the tower.

A dog comes towards her, barking,

He came running and fell silent, playing;

She entered the gate

There is silence in the courtyard.

The dog runs after her, caressing her,

And the princess, getting close,

Went up to the porch

And she took the ring;

The door opened quietly.

And the princess found herself

In the bright upper room; all around

Carpeted benches

Under the saints there is an oak table,

Stove with tiled stove bench.

The girl sees what's here

Good people live;

I know she won't be offended.

Meanwhile, no one is visible.

Lunch hour was approaching

There was a stomping sound in the yard:

Seven heroes enter

Seven ruddy barbels.

The elder said: “What a miracle!

Everything is so clean and beautiful.

Someone was cleaning the tower

Yes, he was waiting for the owners.

Who? Come out and show yourself

Make friends with us honestly.

If you are an old man,

You will be our uncle forever.

If you're a ruddy guy,

You will be called our brother.

If the old lady, be our mother,

So let's call it a name.

If the red maiden

Be our dear sister."

Who are these seven heroes, with whom did the young princess live in the forest? The question remains open. What do you think, our readers? Write in the comments.

If we evaluate the following fragment, then perhaps the seven heroes are the state power of Rus' and its key rulers?

Day after day goes by, flashing,

And the princess is young

Everything is in the forest, she’s not bored

Seven heroes.

Before dawn

Brothers in a friendly crowd

They go out for a walk,

Shoot gray ducks

Amuse your right hand,

Sorochina rushes to the field,

Or head off broad shoulders

Cut off the Tatar,

Or chased out of the forest

Pyatigorsk Circassian,

And she is the hostess

Meanwhile alone

He will clean and prepare

She won't contradict them

They won't contradict her.

So days go by.

However, the state power would still like to enter into an alliance with the people and end the unrest:

Brothers dear girl

Loved it. To her room

Once, as soon as it was dawn,

All seven of them entered.

The elder said to her: “Maiden,

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

All seven of us, you

We all love for ourselves

We would all be glad to take you,

Yes, you can’t, for God’s sake

Make peace between us somehow:

Be one's wife

Other affectionate sister.

Why are you shaking your head?

Are you refusing us?

Are the goods not for the merchants?

“Oh, you guys are honest,

Brothers, you are my family, -

The princess tells them,

If I lie, may God command

I won't get out of this place alive.

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

For me you are all equal

All are daring, all are smart,

I love you all from the bottom of my heart;

But to another I am forever

Given away. I love everyone

Prince Elisha."

Thus, the young princess (the future people) says that she is destined for the one who will gain conceptual power?

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 mention it

About that." - “I’m not angry,”

She said quietly,

And my refusal is not my fault.”

The suitors bowed to her,

Slowly they moved away

And everything agrees again

They began to live and get along.

Threatening her with a slingshot

I put it down or not live,

Or destroy the princess.

Who is this old lady? Is she a turned evil queen or another character?

Since the princess is young,

Waiting for my dear brothers,

She was spinning while sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch

The dog barked and the girl

Sees: beggar blueberry

Walks around the yard with a stick

Driving the dog away. “Wait,

Grandma, wait a little, -

She shouts to her through the window, -

I'll threaten the dog myself

And I’ll bring you something.”

The blueberry answers her:

“Oh, you little girl!

The damned dog prevailed

Almost ate it to death.

Look how busy he is!

Come out to me." - The princess wants

Go out to her and take the bread,

But I just left the porch,

The dog is at her feet and barks,

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

Only the old woman will go to her,

He is angrier than the forest beast,

For an old woman. “What kind of miracle?

Apparently he didn't sleep well, -

The princess tells her,

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

Both Chernavka and the blueberry are in line with God’s Providence and cannot harm the princess (God bless you).

Let's take a closer look: does the dog look like Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin himself? What did the poet want to tell us? What process was he trying to interfere with, just as the dog Sokolko tried to stop him from eating a poisoned apple?

And from the princess to the porch

The dog runs into her face

He looks pitifully, howls menacingly,

It’s like a dog’s heart is aching,

As if he wants to tell her:

Give it up! - She caressed him,

Ruffles with a gentle hand;

“What, Sokolko, what’s wrong with you?

Lay down! - and entered the room,

The door was quietly locked,

I sat down under the window and grabbed some yarn.

Wait for the owners, and looked

All for the apple. It

Full of ripe juice,

So fresh and so fragrant

So ruddy and golden

It’s like it’s filled with honey!

The seeds are visible right through...

She wanted to wait

I couldn’t stand it until lunchtime,

I took the apple in my hands,

She brought it to her scarlet lips,

Slowly bit through

And she swallowed a piece...

Suddenly she, my soul,

I staggered without breathing,

White hands dropped,

I dropped the ruddy fruit,

Eyes rolled back

And she's like that

She fell head on the bench

And she became quiet, motionless...

The brothers went home at that time

They came back in a crowd

From a brave robbery.

To meet them, howling menacingly,

The dog runs to the yard

Shows them the way. “Not good! -

The brothers said - sadness

We won’t pass.” They galloped up,

They entered and gasped. Having run in,

Dog at apple headlong

He rushed barking, got angry,

Swallowed it, fell down

And died. Got drunk

It was poison, you know.

The bitten apple is not only a symbol of the Apple corporation, but also of the West as a whole, poisoned by the poison of Western culture, which blocks the disclosure of the cognitive and creative potential of each person.

Alexander Sergeevich allegorically conveyed to us that he took the blow of this culture upon himself. It was he who laid the foundations of our modern Russian language and culture, different from the biblical one.

Before the dead princess

Brothers in grief

Everyone hung their heads

And with the holy prayer

They lifted me from the bench, dressed me,

They wanted to bury her

And they changed their minds. She,

Like under the wing of a dream,

She lay so quiet and fresh,

That she just couldn’t breathe.

We waited three days, but she

Didn't rise from sleep.

And at midnight

Her coffin to six pillars

On cast iron chains there

Screwed down carefully

And they fenced it off with bars;

And, before the dead sister

Having made a bow to the ground,

The elder said: “Sleep in a coffin.

Suddenly went out, a victim of anger,

Your beauty is on earth;

Heaven will receive your spirit.

You were loved by us

And for the dear one we keep -

No one got it

Only one coffin."

The princess fell asleep, poisoned by the poison of biblical culture, until the moment when the prince Elisha woke her from her sleep.

On the same day the evil queen

Waiting for good news

Secretly I took a mirror

And she asked her question:

“Am I, tell me, the cutest of all,

All rosy and white?”

And I heard in response:

“You, queen, no doubt,

You are the cutest in the world,

All blush and whiter."

So, many people turn away from people who gain conceptual power, who have not risen in the level of their understanding, and Elisha’s questions are difficult for them, or these searches seem ridiculous and stupid to them, and who turn away out of fear for themselves and their future.

The red sun is also a symbol for reflection. It could be correlated with the ancient symbolism of the societies of “sun worshipers”, from which the mythology of many orders grew and partly the mythology of historically established Christianity.

Elisha asks him in vain; he has not discerned the light of truth for a long time and cannot tell Elisha where to go.

The most direct association is that the clear month is historically established Islam and the orders surrounding it, which, just like the orders of historically established Christianity, walk in a ritual circle, but do not have a methodology of knowledge and creativity and cannot tell Elisha where to look for his bride.

Nevertheless, historically established Islam gives a hint where to look - maybe the Wind knows the way. What do you think, our readers?

Elisha, without losing heart,

He rushed to the wind, calling:

“Wind, wind! You are powerful

You are chasing flocks of clouds,

You stir the blue sea

There is open air everywhere.

You're not afraid of anyone

Except God alone.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you young princess?

I am her fiancé." - “Wait,”

The wild wind answers, -

There behind the quiet river

There is a high mountain

There is a deep hole in it;

In that hole, in the sad darkness,

The crystal coffin is rocking

On chains between pillars.

No traces of anyone to be seen

Around that empty place

Your bride is in that coffin.”

What kind of social phenomenon is this - a wind that fears only God? Maybe it’s worth remembering the other two Pushkin works:

The Magi are not afraid of mighty rulers,

But they don’t need a princely gift;

Their prophetic language is truthful and free

And friendly with the will of heaven.

And second:

But suddenly a friend hears a voice,

The voice of the virtuous Finn:

“Take courage, prince! On the way back

Go with sleeping Lyudmila;

Fill your heart with new strength,

Be true to love and honor.

Heavenly thunder will strike in anger,

And silence will reign -

And in bright Kyiv the princess

Will rise up before Vladimir

From an enchanted dream."

Wind - these can be the bearers of Russian theology, who, living among the people, know everything about everyone (here the Kaliki-passers come to mind) and are not bound by this or that ritualism that obscures the eyes and mind. It was they who told Elisha what the straight path was. At the same time, unlike the poem Ruslan and Lyudmila, they do not say how to revive the princess, they only show the way.

Maybe the Wind is God himself in the form of the wind...

The coffin broke. Virgo suddenly

Alive. Looks around

With amazed eyes,

And, swinging over the chains,

Sighing, she said:

“How long have I been sleeping!”

And she rises from the grave...

Ah!.. and they both burst into tears.

He takes it in his hands

And brings light from darkness,

And, having a pleasant conversation,

They set off on their way back,

And the rumor is already trumpeting:

The royal daughter is alive!

Elisha brings the princess to life because in the course of his quest he has risen to the level of conceptual power. Conceptually, the ruling part of society connects with the people, in the conversation the level of conceptual literacy of society increases and they jointly enter into the management of civilization.

The people look in amazement at what happened to them while they were in biblical captivity.

At home idle at that time

The evil stepmother sat

In front of your mirror

And talked to him,

Saying: “I am the cutest of all,

All rosy and white?”

And I heard in response:

“You are beautiful, there are no words,

But the princess is still sweeter,

Everything is redder and whiter.”

The evil stepmother jumped up,

Breaking a mirror on the floor

I ran straight to the door

And I met the princess.

Then sadness took over her,

And the queen died.

A new human concept is coming into full force in the world, and the old concept is trying to escape from the new one, but there is nowhere to run - the entire human civilization has changed. The deception of the old concept no longer works and it gives up the ghost.

They just buried her

The wedding was celebrated immediately,

And with his bride

Elisha got married;

And no one since the beginning of the world

I have never seen such a feast;

I was there, honey, drank beer,

Yes, he just wet his mustache.

The princess and Elisha together are the future of Russian culture. And God is with them.

To be continued... if together we decipher the matrix of this fairy tale in even more detail. Write your thoughts in the comments.

The Tale of the Sleeping Princess and the 7 Knights. The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights (Pushkin)

The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights read

Other tales of Pushkin

A Tale of a Fisherman and a Fish - Pushkin A.S.

Ruslan and Lyudmila - Pushkin A.S.

The Tale of Tsar Saltan - Pushkin A.S.

Who said "MEOW"? — Suteev V.G.

Diary of the grasshopper Kuzi - Plyatskovsky M.S.

Chocolate Road - Gianni Rodari

THE QUEEN IS A SYMBOL OF PRE-EPTASTEN CULTURE

NEW QUEEN - BIBLE CULTURE

MIRROR - NOOSPHERE

THE YOUNG PRINCE - A CROWD GROWING INTO A PEOPLE

RUMOR - MEDIA

QUEEN ELISHA - A THINKING PART OF THE PEOPLE OR WHO?