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 insulting!” -
The prince answered.
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 trace 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 he comes; and got up
The mountain in front of him 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 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,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.

Each of us in life has encountered a person who, with all his behavior, seems to ask: “Am I the nicest in the world?” For such people, all topics of conversation are connected only with them, with their life, their experience, etc. They compare everyone with themselves, give advice, feeling like experts in everything, consider their life to be a role model, and their life experience– the ideal that everyone should strive for: “You can’t cope with your child? Yes, it's easy! Here I am..." or "Yes, you have prepared tasty pie, but I cook like this...", etc. and so on.

Society doesn’t like such people; they call them selfish, narcissistic, self-obsessed. It's really difficult to communicate with them because they act as if the whole world should revolve only around them.

Today I want to talk about where such character accentuations come from and whether these people are really that bad.

Character – a core mental property of a person that leaves an imprint on all aspects of a person’s life. Character is formed on the basis of temperament under the influence of living conditions. Special meaning have the first years of a person's life, his social environment, the influence of people significant to him.

Exists close relationship between the character and habits of a person, which are automatically performed actions that have become his needs. With repeated repetition of actions and deeds, they become a person’s habits, the role of which in his life and activities is extremely great. Character is formed from habits, and it is in them that it manifests itself.

A well-known Eastern proverb says: “Sow an action and you will reap a habit, sow a habit and you will reap a character, sow a character and you will reap a destiny.” The emphasis in it is correctly placed on human actions, which, when repeated, become habitual, are fixed in character traits, constituting his essence, influencing a person’s position in public life and the attitude of other people towards him.

So, where do these “narcissistic”, “selfish” people that each of us has met in our lives come from? After all, a newborn child is Blank sheet, which is primarily influenced by family.

Therefore, firstly, the child’s character begins to be formed on the basis of imitation of close people. So, if a girl’s mother really likes to talk about herself, sets herself up as an example for everyone, and doesn’t like it when someone doesn’t meet her expectations, of course, the girl will most likely behave the same way. At least until school, until she starts comparing her mother with other mothers or herself with other girls. Then, it is quite possible that her habit of putting herself at the center of events will change.

Secondly, the only children in the family often grow up to be selfish. When all the adults single them out as the smallest and cutest. When all the topics of conversation among adults concern their only child, etc.

Thirdly, these are people who in childhood, on the contrary, really lacked the attention of adults. For example, they got a brother/sister, and all the adults switched their attention to the younger family member. And then the older child has no choice but to WIN the attention of adults. He begins either to behave badly so that adults will at least somehow pay attention to him, or to get sick, or to demonstrate his achievements, to look for something from his point of view that is attractive to adults. For example, a drawing or a craft, a sore or fear (“Mom, I’m afraid, help me”), etc.

Well, then, as mentioned above, the habit of behaving this way becomes fixed in character, and a person in the company of other people begins to unconsciously behave selfishly and attract attention to himself different ways and compare everyone to yourself. And this behavior does not at all indicate a person’s self-confidence. The desire to be in the center of attention rather speaks of a desire to assert oneself, to feel “on a horse”, to understand that everything in one’s life is not so bad, because others have it worse.

Self confidence– a personality trait, the core of which is the individual’s positive assessment of his own skills and abilities as sufficient to achieve goals that are significant to him and satisfy his needs. When a person talks a lot about himself, his life, his experience, his merits, he seems to be trying to get positive reinforcement from other people in order to maintain self-confidence. And he does this in exactly the same way as in childhood, trying to get a positive assessment and attention from adults who are significant to him.

Therefore, when meeting such a person on your life path, do not rush to get angry with him and stop communicating with him. Maybe you will be able to give him the necessary attention and support that he so lacks. And most likely, after this the person will become yours best friend, maybe even thank you for your understanding :-). Such people should be treated with sympathy rather than negative emotions. But this, of course, is only your choice :-).

Tale of dead princess and about the seven heroes

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
They got sick looking
From white dawn until night;
I can't see 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;
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 me
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 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 that so?" The mirror responds:
"But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is 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'll 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.
“What?” the queen said to 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.
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 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 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 eldest bowed and said,
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 me
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 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;
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 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 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 she 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
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 through." - “What a shame!” —
The prince answered.
The clear month continued:
"Wait; 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’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 trace 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 he comes; and got up
The mountain in front of him 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 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,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.

Full title:

The Tale of the Dead PrincessIllustrations for the Tale of the Dead Princess

And about the seven heroes

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

They got sick looking

From white dawn until night;

I can't see 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:

“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're lying to spite me.

How can she compete with me?

I'll calm her down.

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.

"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, 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.

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

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 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.

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 the 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

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 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."

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, -

There was no sign of Yatsarevna.

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 clear month answers, -

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 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 trace 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 he comes; and got up

The mountain in front of him 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 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.

My mirror is light!
Shut up!
Do not say anything!
I'll powder my nose now
And I'll ask you a question.
Let's talk now...

My mirror is light!
Shut up!
Do not say anything!
Give me your eyelashes, I'll put on makeup
And then I will become more beautiful.
Let's talk now...

My mirror is light!
Shut up!
Do not say anything!
I'll put some shine on my lips,
I'll go for a walk in the evening.
Let's talk now...

My light...
- Shut up yourself!
Otherwise I'll go crazy!
Put on some perfume, put on earrings,
Rings, brooches and boots,
Jacket, trousers, and robe,
Only the bow is better at the back,
Skirt, shoes and tights,
Move! Idiot!
Come on, come closer...
Good!

I am beautiful! No doubt!
Well, how old is the woman?
This is not known to everyone...
I'm almost still a bride!

My light, mirror, tell me,
Don't make people laugh,
Say everything directly, honestly.
Well, tell me, who knows?
What am I - 40? No one!
Only to my husband alone,
But he doesn't need it
Tell everyone about it...
I bloom in winter and summer.

And the mirror answered me:
- You are beautiful! No doubt about it.
It's just a pity that I'm getting old...
Old age has no limit -
You'll soon shrink completely.
This will be visible to everyone.
- Oh, you disgusting glass!
You're lying to spite me!
I'll quickly stop lying -
I'll knock and smash!
Look, what a fashion it has taken -
Tell me whatever happens.
You should flatter my eyes,
To prolong youth:
“You don’t have wrinkles, they say.
You look 20 years old"
Why did I buy you?
What would you tell the truth?

The mirror says in response:
- You're right, there's no doubt about it!
I got a little excited...
I don't understand how it happened!
We spun such lies.
God be with you! Let's fight
Do not bring this dispute to an end -
I want to live some more...

Smiled at me sweetly,
And she muttered under her breath:
- What will you take from someone like you?
How far is it from disaster...

I couldn’t resist this!
The blood boiled and boiled,
Sparks fell from the eyes -
I'll break it now!

But then the mirror cried out:
- Wait a minute! Not everything is lost.
Stop being angry now.
I know how to make peace.
I know who is to blame.
How many watts is this lamp?
How many?! You are crazy!
Where did you find her?
Need to change urgently
And blame the mirror
It will be of no use at all.

I smiled at him:
- You are reasonable, no doubt -
You know how to reduce years.
So the lamp is at fault?
Is there too much light?
So this is what it's all about?
Well, hang where you hung...
I'll stick a lamp on the side
I will love you too.

The master's work is afraid,
And not those who are just angry.

Shortly before bedtime -
And it's already dark outside the window
And it’s long past time to sleep,
But - "Owl", why hide -
Flying away for dreams,
She addressed with the words:
"My light, mirror, tell me
Tell me the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rosy and white?"

The mirror says in response:
"You are beautiful, no doubt about it.
Like a wave of soft bangs,
Hair flows like silk,
Light tan,
Velvet skin is God's gift,
Sparkle in the eyes, and laughter, and joy.
Just a little touch up left to do
And without missing a chance,
Maybe for a merry waltz.
Maybe happiness will smile,
And he will touch your cheeks
Let's kiss everyone more tenderly
The one who is dearest to you."

It was as if my heart started dancing.
Here are the words, seemingly simple,
But with the desired magic
Fill life with fire.
And “Owl” is pleased with himself,
She danced freely like a bird.
And - already after midnight - the charter,
She went into dreams, flattering her temper.

The sky slowly brightened
The birds began to chirp,
The first ray shone,
Embraced the sky with gold.
People drove their cars out
They hurried to work.
Rolled rank by rank
The day is as usual.

Afternoon, stretched
Our "Owl" woke up,
Stroking the cat slowly
And her soul sings
For yesterday's bright holiday:
She was so beautiful!
And having fun,
Places an “order” again:
"My light, mirror, tell me
Tell me the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rosy and white?"

What is the mirror's answer?
"You look a hundred years old!
You're bruised like a dog
What lives in a garbage can.
Tow whipped in hair
And swollen eyes
And around them - it’s unclear -
Mascara smudge marks?
Yes such beauty
Everyone bypasses a mile away.
If I had a nose
I would carry you here too
About your wonderful perfume,
That they reek of tobacco smoke."

"Oh, you vile glass!
You're lying to spite me!
The day before - praises,
And now a scary woman
You put it on display.
Apparently he didn't open his eyes
And when you're asleep you talk nonsense,
And you want to make me angry!"

The mirror answers her:
"You were scary, no doubt about it.
If you don't believe me, get off the couch,
Just look at what's in the bathroom."

There's nothing to do, she
Full of irritation
Throwing the mirror into the corner,
She crawled into the bath... Scared
The mind was such a game.
What to say about this move:
To shine with your beauty,
It's good to sleep at night.