The tale of 7 heroes and the sleeping one. The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights

  • 06.07.2019

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.

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:

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.


"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 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? 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 yours
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 sweetest 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 someone noticed her trail.”

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
Eat 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 she 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 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.

(Illustration V. Nazaruk)

Published by: Mishka 15.12.2017 14:42 24.05.2019

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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 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 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'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.
"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? 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 yours
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 sweetest 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 someone noticed her trail.”

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 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 she 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 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.

The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights of Pushkin read the plot

One day the king needed to go away, he said goodbye to the queen and left. She missed him very much. After some time, the queen gave birth to a daughter, and soon the king arrived. Seeing him, the young mother could not bear the joy of meeting him and died. The king got married a year later, and the little princess grew and grew. The new queen was concerned only with herself and everything would be fine, but one fine day, looking in her magic mirror, the stepmother learned that her stepdaughter was much more beautiful than her, whiter and more rosy. She couldn't bear this. Therefore, she ordered the maid to take the princess to the forest and leave her there. Chernavka loved the girl and therefore did not tie her to a tree in the forest, and when she begged for mercy, she let her go on all four sides. At home, the maid told the queen that she had done everything as she ordered. The queen calmed down for a while.

Immediately, rumors began to spread that the king's daughter had disappeared. Without hesitation, her groom went for the beautiful soul.

The princess in the forest ended up with seven heroes. She lived with them for a long time, and they decided to propose marriage to her. The eldest of the brothers suggested that the princess choose one of the brothers as her husband, and the rest would be her brothers. The girl refused, citing the fact that she had a fiancé, Elisha.

One day, while getting ready for another bachelorette party, the queen began to show off in front of her mirror and found out that the princess was alive. She became very angry and decided to take action herself. She dressed up as an old woman and went to look for the girl. Having reached the mansion where the princess now lived, she called her to come out, but the dog did not let her, then the old woman, in gratitude for the bread that the princess threw to her, threw an apple. The beauty bit it and fell unconscious, it was poisoned. The heroes tried, but there was nothing to do, and they buried the princess in a cave, in a crystal coffin.

At this time, Elisha searched for her all over the world without success. And having lost hope, he began to ask the sun, the month and the wind. And only the wind told him where he would find his bride. Having learned the terrible news, the prince burst into tears, but went to where his bride was to look at his beloved again.

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    The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights from Pushkin's Legacy

    A popular children's story about dead princess and seven heroes was written by Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin in 1833 on the family estate of Boldino. The plot is based on motifs from Russian fairy tales and echoes legends from foreign collections of folk tales.

    Great poet in bright colors described the adventures of the young and beautiful princess. In verse and with a native Russian flavor, he conveyed the story that presented new version"Snow White" from the German folklorists Brothers Grimm. Historians and researchers of Pushkin’s heritage claim that the brilliant poet read a lot and knew about legends different nations peace. The poet’s Arab roots drew him to the East, and the African fairy tale “The Magic Mirror” about a beauty and 10 hunters is very similar to the story described by Alexander Sergeevich.

    The tale of the dead princess and the seven heroes is full of magic and inexplicable events. During bedtime reading, children may ask many questions, and parents should be able to explain about the magic mirror and the unexpected awakening of the princess. Colorful illustrations And bright drawings will help children and their parents vividly imagine events from a fairy tale, and close acquaintance with the characters will make it easy to understand their mysterious images.

    The main characters of the tale:

    Evil stepmother - queen. Alexander Sergeevich describes her image in detail, calling her proud, wayward, jealous and envious. The stepmother cannot come to terms with the fact that she is fading, and the princess is blooming, and decides to destroy the beauty in any way.

    Magic mirror - a wonderful thing. Russian tsars and princes adored overseas curiosities and spared no expense in purchasing overseas toilets and golden cockerels. The mirror apparently had a special mechanism that wound up, and the thing could talk to its owner.

    Young princess main character fairy tales. She goes through a series of severe tests to find the path to happiness. Kindness and pity for the poor old woman leads to tragedy; the princess eats a poisoned apple and falls into a deep lethargic sleep.

    Seven heroes - brothers who sheltered the poor princess. They loved her like a sister and buried her in a crystal coffin as an eternal, incorruptible relic.

    Prince Elisha - the princess's groom. Making his way through dark forests and high mountains, a young hero is looking for his betrothed. He turns to the forces of nature, because Slavic peoples before Christianity they were pagans and worshiped the Sun, Moon and Mother Earth. Drawing strength from natural sources, Elisha finds a girl in a dark cave and frees the beauty from her sleepy captivity.

    All the tales of the great poet are filled deep meaning, and for three centuries the written lines carry bright light readers large and small.

    The fairy tale page presents magnificent works by craftsmen from old Russian villages. Fine painting and filigree painting accurately convey events fairy tale story and take the kids and their parents to Magic world children's literature.

    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 from morning until night,
    Looks into the field, indian eyes
    They 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.

    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.

    And the princess came down to them,
    I gave honor to the owners,
    She bowed low to the waist;

    Brothers dear girl
    Loved it. To her room
    Once, as soon as it was dawn,
    All seven of them entered.

    “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.

    The brothers stood silently
    Yes, they scratched their heads.
    “Demand is not a sin. Forgive us, -
    The elder said bow, -
    If so, I won’t mention it
    About that." - “I’m not angry,”
    She said quietly,
    And my refusal is not my fault.”

    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:

    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 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

    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:

    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.

    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!

    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 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;
    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;
    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 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 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 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
    - without exaggeration, the most wonderful poetic tale, created by the undeniable genius A.S. Pushkin. The plot of the work is very similar to Grimm’s Snow White, but the unique flavor created by the Russian author and the touching mood that permeates our fairy-tale version make the work unique and practically unparalleled. Reading the tale of the dead princess and the seven warriors online and for free is a wonderful opportunity that will give you delightful moments of communication with your child.

    The semantic load of Pushkin's fairy tale.

    The main idea that can be read in every line of the work is a comparison of external beauty and beauty inner world. Possessing an undeniable external beauty the stepmother, having weak moral support, constantly doubts herself, turns to the mirror for support and ultimately begins to personify anger and weakness. Her princess stepdaughter, on the contrary, has a beautiful soul, which helps her cope with all sorts of adversities. The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights will be a valuable lesson for kids, will help them correctly evaluate their behavior, and teach them to understand well the motives of the actions of others.