The Tale of the Dead Princess. The hidden meaning in the fairy tale by A.S. Pushkin "The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs" did not endure admiration and died by mass

The king and queen said goodbye,

Equipped on the road,

And the queen at the window

She sat down to wait for him alone.

Waiting, waiting from morning to night,

Looks in the field, indus eyes

Get sick looking

From the white dawn to the night.

Don't see my dear friend!

He only sees: a blizzard is winding,

Snow falls on the fields

All white land.

Nine months go by

She does not take her eyes off the field.

Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night

God gives the queen a daughter.

Welcome guest early in the morning

Day and night so long awaited

From afar at last

The king-father returned.

She looked at him

She sighed heavily

Admiration did not take away

And died by noon.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,

But how to be? and he was sinful;

A year has passed like an empty dream

The king married another.

Tell the truth, young lady

Indeed, there was a queen:

tall, thin, white,

And she took it with her mind and everything;

But proud, broken,

Selfish and jealous.

She was given as a dowry

There was only one mirror;

The mirror property had:

It speaks skillfully.

She was alone with him

Good-natured, cheerful

joked with him

And, blushing, she said:

“My light, mirror! tell,

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rouge and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You, of course, no doubt;

You, queen, are sweeter than all,

All rouge and whiter.

And the queen laugh

And shrug your shoulders

And wink your eyes

And snap your fingers

And spin around,

Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess

blooming silently,

Meanwhile, she grew, grew,

Rose and blossomed

White-faced, black-browed,

I like such a meek one.

And the groom was found by her,

Prince Elisha.

The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,

And the dowry is ready:

Seven trading cities

Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Going to a bachelorette party

Here is the queen dressing up

In front of your mirror

Chatted with him:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All rouge and whiter?

What is the mirror in response?

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But the princess is sweeter than all,

All rouge and whiter.

How the queen jumps

Yes, how to wave the handle,

Yes, as it slams on the mirror,

With a heel, how it will stomp! ..

“Oh, you vile glass!

You're lying to spite me.

How can she compete with me?

I will calm the foolishness in it.

Look how grown up!

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

Mother belly sat

Yes, I just looked at the snow!

But tell me how can she

To be nicer to me in everything?

Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone.

Go around our whole kingdom,

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

Is not it?" Mirror in response:

“And the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.”

Nothing to do. She,

Full of black envy

Throwing a mirror under the bench,

Called Chernavka to her

And punish her

Hay my girlfriend,

The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest

And, tying her alive

Under the pine tree leave there

To be eaten by wolves.

Does the devil cope with an angry woman?

There is nothing to argue. With the princess

Here Chernavka went to the forest

And brought me so far

What did the princess think

And scared to death

And she prayed: “My life!

What, tell me, am I guilty of?

Don't kill me girl!

And how will I be a queen,

I pity you."

That, in my soul, loving her,

Didn't kill, didn't bind

She let go and said:

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

And she came home.

"What? the queen told her. -

Where is the beautiful girl? -

“There, in the forest, stands alone, -

She answers her.-

Her elbows are tightly bound;

The beast will fall into the claws,

She will be less patient

It will be easier to die."

And the rumor began to ring:

The royal daughter is missing!

The poor king is grieving for her.

Prince Elisha,

Praying earnestly to God,

Set off on the road

For a beautiful soul

For a young bride.

But the bride is young

Until dawn in the forest wandering,

Meanwhile everything went on and on

And I came across the Terem.

A dog is meeting her, barking,

He ran and was silent, playing.

She entered the gate

Silence in the backyard.

The dog runs after her, caressing,

And the princess, picking up,

Went up on the porch

And took up the ring;

The door quietly opened

And the princess found herself

In a bright room; around

Shops covered with carpet,

Under the saints is an oak table,

Stove with tiled bench.

The girl sees what's here

Good people live;

Know she won't be offended! -

In the meantime, no one is visible.

The princess walked around the house,

Removed everything,

I lit a candle for God

Fired up the stove hot

I climbed up on the floor

And quietly subsided.

Hour lunch was approaching,

There was a clatter in the yard:

Enter seven heroes,

Seven ruddy mustaches.

The elder said: “What a marvel!

Everything is so clean and beautiful.

Someone tidied up the tower

Yes, I was waiting for the owners.

Who? Come out and show yourself

Be honest with us.

If you an old man,

You will be our uncle forever.

If you are a ruddy guy,

Brother will be our name.

Kohl old woman, be our mother,

So let's celebrate.

When the red girl

Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,

Honored the owners

She bowed low to the waist;

Blushing, I apologized

Something went to visit them,

Even though she wasn't called.

Instantly by speech they recognized

That the princess was accepted;

seated in a corner,

They brought a pie;

Pour a glass full

Served on a tray.

From green wine

She denied;

The pie just broke

Yes, I took a bite

And from the road to rest

She asked to go to bed.

They took the girl

Up into the bright light

And left one

Going to sleep.

Day after day goes by, flickering,

A young princess

Everything is in the forest; she's not bored

At the seven heroes.

Before the dawn

Brothers in a friendly crowd

Going out for a walk

Shoot gray ducks

Amuse the right hand

Sorochina hurry in the field,

Or a head with broad shoulders

Cut off the Tatar

Or etch from the forest

Pyatigorsk Circassian.

And she is the hostess

In the meantime, alone

Pick up and cook.

She will not rebuke them,

They will not cross her.

So the days go by.

Brothers of a sweet maiden

Loved. To her in the light

Once, just dawn,

All seven of them entered.

The elder said to her: “Girl,

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

There are seven of us, you

We all love for ourselves

We would all take you for the sake of

Yes, you can’t, so, for God’s sake,

Reconcile us somehow:

to one be a wife,

Other affectionate sister.

Why are you shaking your head?

Al refuse us?

Al goods are not for merchants?”

“Oh, you honest fellows,

Brothers, you are my relatives, -

The princess says to them,

If I lie, may God command

Do not leave my place alive.

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

To me you are all equal

All daring, all smart,

I love you all heartily;

But to another I am forever

Given away. I love everyone

Prince Elisha.

The brothers stood silently

Yes, they scratched the back of the head.

“Demand is not a sin. Forgive us -

The elder said bowing. -

If so, do not stutter

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

She quietly said,

And my refusal is not my fault.”

The grooms bowed to her,

Slowly departed

And according to everything again

They began to live and live.

Meanwhile, the evil queen

Remembering the princess

Couldn't forgive her

And on your mirror

Long pouted and angry:

Finally missed him

And she followed him, and sitting down

Before him, I forgot my anger,

Began to show off again

And with a smile she said:

“Hello mirror! tell,

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rouge and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But lives without any glory

Among the green oak forests,

At the seven heroes

The one that's sweeter than you."

And the queen flew

To Chernavka: “How dare you

Deceive me? and in what!..”

She confessed to everything:

Anyway. evil queen,

Threatening her with a slingshot

Decided or not to live,

Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,

Waiting for dear brothers

Spinning, sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch

The dog barked and the girl

Sees: beggar blueberry

Walks around the yard, stick

Chasing away the dog. “Wait.

Grandma, wait a little, -

She screams out the window, -

I will threaten the dog myself

And I'll bring you something."

The blueberry answers her:

“Oh, you little girl!

The damned dog won

Nearly ate to death.

Look how busy he is!

Come out to me." - The princess wants

Go out to her and take the bread,

But just got off the porch

The dog under her feet - and barks

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

Only the old woman will go to her,

He, the forest animal is more angry,

For an old woman. What a miracle

“It looks like he slept badly, -

The princess speaks to her. -

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

The old woman caught the bread;

“Thank you,” she said,

God bless you;

Here for you, catch!”

And pouring to the princess,

young, golden

The apple flies straight...

The dog will jump, squeal ...

But the princess in both hands

Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom

Eat an apple, my light.

Thank you for dinner...” -

The old lady said

Bowed down and disappeared...

And from the princess to the porch

The dog runs and in her face

Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,

Like a dog's heart is aching,

As if he wants to tell her:

Drop it! - She caress him,

Trembling with a gentle hand:

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

Lie down!” - willow the room entered,

The door was softly closed

Under the window for the yarn village

Wait for the owners, but looked

All for an apple. It

Full of ripe juice

So fresh and so fragrant

So ruddy golden

Like honey poured!

You can see through the seeds...

She wanted to wait

Before lunch; did not endure

I took an apple in my hands

She brought it to scarlet lips,

Slowly bit through

And I ate a piece...

Suddenly she, my soul,

Staggered without breathing

Bela lowered her hands,

Dropped the ruddy fruit

Eyes rolled up

And she's under the image

Fell head on the bench

And quiet, motionless became ...

Brothers at that time home

returned in droves

From youthful robbery.

To meet them, howling menacingly,

The dog runs to the yard

The way shows them. “Not good! -

The brothers said - sorrow

We don't pass." We galloped

They enter, gasp. ran in,

Dog on an apple headlong

With barking rushed, got angry

Swallowed it, fell off

And I died. drunk

It was poison, you know, it is.

Before the dead princess

Brothers in heartbreak

Everyone bowed their heads

And with the prayer of the saint

Raised from the bench, dressed,

Wanted to bury her

And they thought. She,

As under the wing of a dream,

So quiet, fresh lay,

Just not breathing.

Waited three days, but she

Didn't wake up from sleep.

Having created a sad rite,

Here they are in a crystal coffin

The corpse of a young princess

Put - and the crowd

Carried to an empty mountain

And at midnight

Her coffin to six pillars

On iron chains there

Carefully screwed

And fenced with bars;

And, before the dead sister

Having made a bow to the earth,

The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;

Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,

Your beauty is on the ground;

Heaven will receive your spirit.

We loved you

And for the dear store -

Nobody got it

Only one coffin.”

On the same day, the evil queen,

Good news waiting

Secretly took a mirror

And she asked her question:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All rouge and whiter?

And heard back:

“You, queen, there is no doubt,

You are the sweetest in the world

All rouge and whiter.

For your bride

Prince Elisha

Meanwhile, the world is jumping.

No how no! He weeps bitterly

And whoever he asks

All his question is wise;

Who laughs in his eyes

Who will rather turn away;

To the red sun at last

The good guy turned:

“Our light is the sun! You walk

All year round in the sky, you drive

Winter with warm spring

You see us all below you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Didn't you see anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

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

The red sun answered, -

I did not see the princess.

Know that she is no longer alive.

Is it a month, my neighbor,

Somewhere I met her

Or a trace of her noticed.

Dark Night Elisha

He waited in his anguish.

Only a month seemed

He chased after him pleadingly.

“Month, month, my friend,

Gilded horn!

You rise in deep darkness

round-faced, light-eyed,

And, loving your custom,

The stars are watching you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - “My brother, -

The clear moon answers, -

I did not see the red maiden.

I stand on guard

Just in my queue.

Without me, the princess, apparently,

Ran." - “How insulting!” -

The king answered.

The clear moon continued:

"Wait a minute; about her, maybe

The wind knows. He will help.

You go to him now

Don't be sad, goodbye."

Elisha, not discouraged,

Rushed to the wind, calling:

“Wind, wind! You are powerful

You drive flocks of clouds

You excite the blue sea

Everywhere you fly in the open,

Don't be afraid of anyone

Except for one god.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "Wait, -

The violent wind answers,

There, behind the quiet river

There is a high mountain

It has a deep hole;

In that hole, in the sad darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal

On chains between poles.

Can't see any trace

Around that empty place;

In that coffin is your bride."

The wind ran away.

The prince began to sob

And went to an empty place

For a beautiful bride

Watch one more time.

Here she comes and got up

In front of him is a steep mountain;

Around her the country is empty;

Under the mountain is a dark entrance.

He goes there quickly.

Before him, in the mournful darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal,

And in that crystal coffin

The princess sleeps forever.

And about the coffin of the bride dear

He hit with all his might.

The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly

Revived. Looks around

Astonished eyes;

And, swinging over the chains,

Sighing, she said:

“How long have I been sleeping!”

And she rises from the grave...

Ah! .. and both sobbed.

He takes her in his hands

And brings it into the light from the darkness,

And, talking pleasantly,

On their way back,

And the rumor is already trumpeting:

The royal daughter is alive!

At home at that time without work

The wicked stepmother was sitting

In front of your mirror

And talked to him

Saying: “I am the sweetest of all,

All rouge and whiter?

And heard back:

"You are beautiful, no word,

But the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.”

Evil stepmother, jumping up,

Breaking a mirror on the floor

Ran straight through the door

And I met the princess.

Then her longing took

And the queen died.

They just buried her

The wedding was immediately arranged

And with his bride

Elisha got married;

And no one since the beginning of the world

I have not seen such a feast;

I was there honey drinking beer,

Yes, he just wet his mustache.

The king and queen said goodbye,

Equipped on the road,

And the queen at the window

She sat down to wait for him alone.

Waiting, waiting from morning to night,

Looks in the field, indus eyes

Get sick looking

From the white dawn to the night;

Don't see my dear friend!

He only sees: a blizzard is winding,

Snow falls on the fields

All white land.

Nine months go by

She does not take her eyes off the field.

Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night

God gives the queen a daughter.

Welcome guest early in the morning

Day and night so long awaited

From afar at last

The king-father returned.

She looked at him

She sighed heavily

Admiration did not bear

And died by noon.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,

But how to be? and he was sinful;

The year has passed like an empty dream,

The king married another.

Tell the truth, young lady

Indeed, there was a queen:

tall, thin, white,

And she took it with her mind and everything;

But proud, broken,

Selfish and jealous.

She was given as a dowry

There was only one mirror;

The mirror property had:

It speaks skillfully.

She was alone with him

Good-natured, cheerful

joked with him

And, blushing, she said:

"My light, mirror! tell me

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rouge and whiter?"

And a mirror in response to her:

"You, of course, no doubt;

You, queen, are sweeter than all,

All rouge and whiter."

And the queen laugh

And shrug your shoulders

And wink your eyes

And snap your fingers

And spin around,

Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess

blooming silently,

Meanwhile, she grew, grew,

Rose and blossomed

White-faced, black-browed,

I like such a meek one.

And the groom was found by her,

Prince Elisha.

The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,

And the dowry is ready:

Seven trading cities

Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Going to a bachelorette party

Here is the queen dressing up

In front of your mirror

Chatted with him:

"I eh, tell me, all the nicer,

All rouge and whiter?"

What is the mirror in response?

"You are beautiful, no doubt;

But the princess is sweeter than all,

All rouge and whiter."

How the queen jumps

Yes, how to wave the handle,

Yes, as it slams on the mirror,

With a heel, how it will stomp! ..

"Oh, you vile glass!

You're lying to me for evil.

How can she compete with me?

I will calm the foolishness in it.

Look how grown up!

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

Mother belly sat

Yes, I just looked at the snow!

But tell me how can she

To be nicer to me in everything?

Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone.

Go around our whole kingdom,

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

Is that right?" The mirror answered:

"And the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter."

Nothing to do. She,

Full of black envy

Throwing a mirror under the bench,

Called Chernavka to her

And punish her

To his hay girl,

The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest

And, tying her alive

Under the pine tree leave there

To be eaten by wolves.

Does the devil cope with an angry woman?

There is nothing to argue. With the princess

Here Chernavka went to the forest

And brought me so far

What did the princess think?

And scared to death

And she pleaded: "My life!

What, tell me, am I guilty of?

Don't kill me girl!

And how will I be a queen,

I pity you."

The one who loves her in my heart,

Didn't kill, didn't bind

She let go and said:

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

And she came home.

"What?" the queen said to her,

Where is the pretty girl?"

There, in the forest, stands alone, -

She answers her. -

Her elbows are tightly bound;

Caught in the claws of the beast

She will be less patient

It will be easier to die.

And the rumor began to ring:

The royal daughter is missing!

The poor king is grieving for her.

Prince Elisha,

Praying earnestly to God,

Set off on the road

For a beautiful soul

For a young bride.

But the bride is young

Until dawn in the forest wandering,

Meanwhile everything went on and on

And I came across the Terem.

To meet her, the dog, barking,

He ran and was silent, playing;

She entered the gate

Silence in the backyard.

The dog runs after her, caressing,

And the princess, picking up,

Went up on the porch

And took up the ring;

The door quietly opened

And the princess found herself

In a bright room; around

Shops covered with carpet,

Under the saints is an oak table,

Stove with tiled bench.

The girl sees what's here

Good people live;

Know she won't be offended!

In the meantime, no one is visible.

The princess walked around the house,

Removed everything,

I lit a candle for God

Fired up the stove hot

I climbed up on the floor

And quietly subsided.

Dinner time was approaching

There was a clatter in the yard:

Enter seven heroes,

Seven ruddy mustaches.

The elder said: "What a marvel!

Everything is so clean and beautiful.

Someone tidied up the tower

Yes, I was waiting for the owners.

Who? Come out and show yourself

Be honest with us.

If you are an old man

You will be our uncle forever.

If you are a ruddy guy,

Brother will be our name.

Kohl old woman, be our mother,

So let's celebrate.

When the red girl

Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,

Honored the owners

She bowed low to the waist;

Blushing, I apologized

Something went to visit them,

Even though she wasn't called.

In an instant, by speech, they recognized

That the princess was accepted;

seated in a corner,

They brought a pie;

Pour a glass full

Served on a tray.

From green wine

She denied;

The pie just broke

Yes, I took a bite

And from the road to rest

She asked to go to bed.

They took the girl

Up into the light

And left one

Going to sleep.

Day after day goes, flickering,

A young princess

Everything in the forest, she is not bored

At the seven heroes.

Before the dawn

Brothers in a friendly crowd

Going out for a walk

Shoot gray ducks

Amuse the right hand

Sorochina hurry in the field,

Or a head with broad shoulders

Cut off the Tatar

Or etch from the forest

Pyatigorsk Circassian.

And she is the hostess

In the meantime, alone

Pick up and cook.

She will not rebuke them,

They won't tell her.

So the days go by.

Brothers of a sweet maiden

Loved. To her in the light

Once, just dawn,

All seven of them entered.

The elder said to her: "Girl,

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

There are seven of us, you

We all love for ourselves

We would all take you for the sake of

Yes, you can't, for God's sake

Reconcile us somehow:

Be one wife

Other affectionate sister.

Why are you shaking your head?

Al refuse us?

Al goods are not for merchants?"

"Oh, you honest fellows,

Brothers, you are my relatives, -

The princess says to them,

If I lie, may God command

Do not leave my place alive.

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

To me you are all equal

All daring, all smart,

I love you all heartily;

But to another I am forever

Given away. I love everyone

Prince Elisha.

The brothers stood silently

Yes, they scratched the back of the head.

"Demand is not a sin. Forgive us, -

The elder said bowing, -

If so, do not stutter

About that." - "I'm not angry, -

She quietly said,

And my refusal is not my fault."

The grooms bowed to her,

Slowly departed

And according to everything again

They began to live and live.

Meanwhile, the evil queen

Remembering the princess

Couldn't forgive her

And on your mirror

Long pouted and angry;

Finally missed him

And she followed him, and sitting down

Before him, I forgot my anger,

Began to show off again

And with a smile she said:

"Hello mirror! say

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rouge and whiter?"

And a mirror in response to her:

"You are beautiful, no doubt;

But lives without any glory

Among the green oak forests,

At the seven heroes

The one that is sweeter than you."

And the queen flew

To Chernavka: "How dare you

Deceive me? and in what!.."

She confessed to everything:

Anyway. evil queen,

Threatening her with a slingshot

Decided or not to live,

Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,

Waiting for dear brothers

Spinning, sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch

The dog barked and the girl

Sees: beggar blueberry

Walks around the yard, stick

Chasing away the dog. "Wait,

Grandma, wait a little, -

She screams out the window, -

I will threaten the dog myself

And I'll bring you something."

The blueberry answers her:

"Oh, you little girl!

The damned dog overcame

Nearly ate to death.

Look how busy he is!

Come to me." - The princess wants

Go out to her and take the bread,

But just got off the porch

The dog under her feet - and barks,

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

Only the old woman will go to her,

He, the forest animal is more angry,

For an old woman. "What a miracle?

Apparently, he slept badly, -

The princess says to her:

Well, catch!" - and the bread flies.

The old woman caught the bread:

"Thank you," she said.

God bless you;

Here's to you, catch it!"

And pouring to the princess,

young, golden

The apple flies straight...

The dog will jump, squeal ...

But the princess in both hands

Grab - caught. "For boredom

Eat an apple, my light.

Thank you for lunch."

The old lady said

Bowed down and disappeared...

And from the princess to the porch

The dog runs in her face

Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,

Like a dog's heart aches,

As if he wants to tell her:

Drop it! - She caress him,

Trembling with a gentle hand;

"What, Sokolko, what's the matter with you?

Lie down!" - and entered the room,

The door was softly closed

Under the window for the yarn village

Wait for the owners, but looked

All for an apple. It

Full of ripe juice

So fresh and so fragrant

So ruddy golden

Like honey poured!

You can see through the seeds...

She wanted to wait

Before lunch; did not endure

I took an apple in my hands

She brought it to scarlet lips,

Slowly bit through

And I ate a piece...

Suddenly she, my soul,

Staggered without breathing

White hands lowered

Dropped the ruddy fruit

Eyes rolled up

And she's under the image

Fell head on the bench

And quiet, motionless became ...

Brothers at that time home

returned in droves

From youthful robbery.

To meet them, howling menacingly,

The dog runs to the yard

The way shows them. "Not good! -

The brothers said: - sadness

We will not pass. "They galloped,

They enter, gasp. ran in,

Dog on an apple headlong

With barking rushed, got angry,

Swallowed it, fell off

And I died. drunk

It was poison, you know, it is.

Before the dead princess

Brothers in heartbreak

Everyone bowed their heads

And with the prayer of the saint

Raised from the bench, dressed,

They wanted to bury her

And they thought. She,

As under the wing of a dream,

So quiet, fresh lay,

Just not breathing.

Waited three days, but she

Didn't wake up from sleep.

Having created a sad rite,

Here they are in a crystal coffin

The corpse of a young princess

Put - and the crowd

Carried to an empty mountain

And at midnight

Her coffin to six pillars

On iron chains there

Carefully screwed

And fenced with bars;

And before the dead sister

Having made a bow to the earth,

The elder said: "Sleep in the coffin;

Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,

Your beauty is on the ground;

Heaven will receive your spirit.

We loved you

And for the dear store -

Nobody got it

Only one coffin."

On the same day, the evil queen,

Good news waiting

Secretly took a mirror

And she asked her question:

"I eh, tell me, all the nicer,

All rouge and whiter?"

And heard back:

"You, queen, no doubt,

You are the sweetest in the world

All rouge and whiter."

For your bride

Prince Elisha

Meanwhile, the world is jumping.

No how no! He weeps bitterly

And whoever he asks

All his question is wise;

Who laughs in his eyes

Who will rather turn away;

To the red sun at last

The good guy turned.

"Our light is the sun! You walk

All year round in the sky, you drive

Winter with warm spring

You see us all below you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Didn't you see anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

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

The red sun answered, -

I did not see the princess.

There is no longer any way to know her alive.

Is it a month, my neighbor,

Somewhere I met her

Or a trace of her noticed.

Dark Night Elisha

He waited in his anguish.

Only a month seemed

He chased after him pleadingly.

"Month, month, my friend,

Gilded horn!

You rise in deep darkness

round-faced, light-eyed,

And, loving your custom,

The stars are watching you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "My brother,

The clear moon answers, -

I did not see the red maiden.

I stand on guard

Just in my queue.

Without me, the princess, apparently,

Ran." - "How insulting!" -

The king answered.

The clear moon continued:

"Wait; about her, perhaps,

The wind knows. He will help.

You go to him now

Don't be sad, goodbye."

Elisha, not discouraged,

Rushed to the wind, calling:

"Wind, wind! You are mighty,

You drive flocks of clouds

You excite the blue sea

Everywhere you fly in the open,

Don't be afraid of anyone

Except for one god.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiance." - "Wait, -

The violent wind answers,

There, behind the quiet river

There is a high mountain

It has a deep hole;

In that hole, in the sad darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal

On chains between poles.

Can't see any trace

Around that empty place;

In that coffin is your bride."

The wind ran away.

The prince began to sob

And went to an empty place

For a beautiful bride

View one more time.

Here comes; and rose

In front of him is a steep mountain;

Around her the country is empty;

Under the mountain is a dark entrance.

He goes there quickly.

Before him, in the mournful darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal,

And in that crystal coffin

The princess sleeps forever.

And about the coffin of the bride dear

He hit with all his might.

The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly

Revived. Looks around

Astonished eyes

And, swinging over the chains,

Sighing, she said:

"How long have I been asleep!"

And she rises from the grave...

Ah! .. and both sobbed.

He takes her in his hands

And brings it into the light from darkness,

And, talking pleasantly,

On their way back,

And the rumor is already trumpeting:

The royal daughter is alive!

At home at that time without work

The wicked stepmother was sitting

In front of your mirror

And talked to him.

Saying: "I'm the sweetest of all,

All rouge and whiter?"

And heard back:

"You are beautiful, there is no word,

But the princess is still nicer,

All rouge and whiter.

Evil stepmother, jumping up,

Breaking a mirror on the floor

Ran straight through the door

And I met the princess.

Then her longing took

And the queen died.

They just buried her

The wedding was immediately arranged

And with his bride

Elisha got married;

And no one since the beginning of the world

I have not seen such a feast;

I was there, honey, drinking beer,

Yes, he just wet his mustache.

The king and queen said goodbye,

Equipped on the road,

And the queen at the window

She sat down to wait for him alone.

Waiting, waiting from morning to night,

Looks in the field, indus eyes

Get sick looking

From the white dawn to the night;

Don't see my dear friend!

He only sees: a blizzard is winding,

Snow falls on the fields

All white land.

Nine months go by

She does not take her eyes off the field.

Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night

God gives the queen a daughter.

Welcome guest early in the morning

Day and night so long awaited

From afar at last

The king-father returned.

She looked at him

She sighed heavily

Admiration did not bear

And died by noon.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,

But how to be? and he was sinful;

The year has passed like an empty dream,

The king married another.

Tell the truth, young lady

Indeed, there was a queen:

tall, thin, white,

And she took it with her mind and everything;

But proud, broken,

Selfish and jealous.

She was given as a dowry

There was only one mirror;

The mirror property had:

It speaks skillfully.

She was alone with him

Good-natured, cheerful

joked with him

And, blushing, she said:

“My light, mirror! tell

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All blush and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You, of course, no doubt;

You, queen, are sweeter than all,

All blush and whiter.

And the queen laugh

And shrug your shoulders

And wink your eyes

And snap your fingers

And spin around,

Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess

blooming silently,

Meanwhile, she grew, grew,

Rose and blossomed

White-faced, black-browed,

I like such a meek one.

And the groom was found by her,

Prince Elisha.

The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,

And the dowry is ready:

Seven trading cities

Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Going to a bachelorette party

Here is the queen dressing up

In front of your mirror

Chatted with him:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All blush and whiter?

What is the mirror in response?

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But the princess is sweeter than all,

All blush and whiter.

How the queen jumps

Yes, how to wave the handle,

Yes, as it slams on the mirror,

With a heel, how it will stomp! ..

“Oh, you vile glass!

You're lying to me for evil.

How can she compete with me?

I will calm the foolishness in it.

Look how grown up!

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

Mother belly sat

Yes, I just looked at the snow!

But tell me how can she

To be nicer to me in everything?

Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone.

Go around our whole kingdom,

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

Is not it?" Mirror in response:

“And the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.

Nothing to do. She,

Full of black envy

Throwing a mirror under the bench,

Called Chernavka to her

And punish her

To his hay girl,

The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest

And, tying her alive

Under the pine tree leave there

To be eaten by wolves.

Does the devil cope with an angry woman?

There is nothing to argue. With the princess

Here Chernavka went to the forest

And brought me so far

What did the princess think?

And scared to death

And she prayed: “My life!

What, tell me, am I guilty of?

Don't kill me girl!

And how will I be a queen,

I pity you."

The one who loves her in my heart,

Didn't kill, didn't bind

She let go and said:

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

And she came home.

"What? the queen said to her,

Where is the beautiful girl?

There, in the forest, stands alone, -

She answers her. -

Her elbows are tightly bound;

Caught in the claws of the beast

She will be less patient

It will be easier to die.

And the rumor began to ring:

The royal daughter is missing!

The poor king is grieving for her.

Prince Elisha,

Praying earnestly to God,

Set off on the road

For a beautiful soul

For a young bride.

But the bride is young

Until dawn in the forest wandering,

Meanwhile everything went on and on

And I came across the Terem.

To meet her, the dog, barking,

He ran and was silent, playing;

She entered the gate

Silence in the backyard.

The dog runs after her, caressing,

And the princess, picking up,

Went up on the porch

And took up the ring;

The door quietly opened

And the princess found herself

In a bright room; around

Shops covered with carpet,

Under the saints is an oak table,

Stove with tiled bench.

The girl sees what's here

Good people live;

Know she won't be offended!

In the meantime, no one is visible.

The princess walked around the house,

Removed everything,

I lit a candle for God

Fired up the stove hot

I climbed up on the floor

And quietly subsided.

Dinner time was approaching

There was a clatter in the yard:

Enter seven heroes,

Seven ruddy mustaches.

The elder said: “What a marvel!

Everything is so clean and beautiful.

Someone tidied up the tower

Yes, I was waiting for the owners.

Who? Come out and show yourself

Be honest with us.

If you are an old man

You will be our uncle forever.

If you are a ruddy guy,

Brother will be our name.

Kohl old woman, be our mother,

So let's celebrate.

When the red girl

Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,

Honored the owners

She bowed low to the waist;

Blushing, I apologized

Something went to visit them,

Even though she wasn't called.

In an instant, by speech, they recognized

That the princess was accepted;

seated in a corner,

They brought a pie;

Pour a glass full

Served on a tray.

From green wine

She denied;

The pie just broke

Yes, I took a bite

And from the road to rest

She asked to go to bed.

They took the girl

Up into the light

And left one

Going to sleep.

Day after day goes, flickering,

A young princess

Everything in the forest, she is not bored

At the seven heroes.

Before the dawn

Brothers in a friendly crowd

Going out for a walk

Shoot gray ducks

Amuse the right hand

Sorochina hurry in the field,

Or a head with broad shoulders

Cut off the Tatar

Or etch from the forest

Pyatigorsk Circassian.

And she is the hostess

In the meantime, alone

Pick up and cook.

She will not rebuke them,

They won't tell her.

So the days go by.

Brothers of a sweet maiden

Loved. To her in the light

Once, just dawn,

All seven of them entered.

The elder said to her: “Girl,

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

There are seven of us, you

We all love for ourselves

We would all take you for the sake of

Yes, you can't, for God's sake

Reconcile us somehow:

Be one wife

Other affectionate sister.

Why are you shaking your head?

Al refuse us?

Al goods are not for merchants?

"Oh, you honest fellows,

Brothers, you are my relatives, -

The princess says to them,

If I lie, may God command

Do not leave my place alive.

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

To me you are all equal

All daring, all smart,

I love you all heartily;

But to another I am forever

Given away. I love everyone

Prince Elisha.

The brothers stood silently

Yes, they scratched the back of the head.

“Demand is not a sin. Forgive us -

The elder said bowing, -

If so, do not stutter

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

She quietly said,

And my refusal is not my fault.

The grooms bowed to her,

Slowly departed

And according to everything again

They began to live and live.

Meanwhile, the evil queen

Remembering the princess

Couldn't forgive her

And on your mirror

Long pouted and angry;

Finally missed him

And she followed him, and sitting down

Before him, I forgot my anger,

Began to show off again

And with a smile she said:

"Hello mirror! tell

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All blush and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But lives without any glory

Among the green oak forests,

At the seven heroes

The one that is sweeter than you."

And the queen flew

To Chernavka: “How dare you

Deceive me? and in what!..”

She confessed to everything:

Anyway. evil queen,

Threatening her with a slingshot

Decided or not to live,

Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,

Waiting for dear brothers

Spinning, sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch

The dog barked and the girl

Sees: beggar blueberry

Walks around the yard, stick

Chasing away the dog. "Wait,

Grandma, wait a little, -

She screams out the window, -

I will threaten the dog myself

And I'll bring you something."

The blueberry answers her:

"Oh, you little girl!

The damned dog overcame

Nearly ate to death.

Look how busy he is!

Come out to me." - The princess wants

Go out to her and take the bread,

But just got off the porch

The dog under her feet - and barks,

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

Only the old woman will go to her,

He, the forest animal is more angry,

For an old woman. “What a miracle?

Apparently, he slept badly, -

The princess says to her:

Well, catch it! - and the bread flies.

The old woman caught the bread:

“Thank you,” she said. -

God bless you;

Here's to you, catch it!

And pouring to the princess,

young, golden

The apple flies straight...

The dog will jump, squeal ...

But the princess in both hands

Grab - caught. "For boredom

Eat an apple, my light.

Thank you for lunch."

The old lady said

Bowed down and disappeared...

And from the princess to the porch

The dog runs in her face

Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,

Like a dog's heart aches,

As if he wants to tell her:

Drop it! - She caress him,

Trembling with a gentle hand;

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

Lie down!" and entered the room

The door was softly closed

Under the window for the yarn village

Wait for the owners, but looked

All for an apple. It

Full of ripe juice

So fresh and so fragrant

So ruddy golden

Like honey poured!

You can see through the seeds...

She wanted to wait

Before lunch; did not endure

I took an apple in my hands

She brought it to scarlet lips,

Slowly bit through

And I ate a piece...

Suddenly she, my soul,

Staggered without breathing

White hands lowered

Dropped the ruddy fruit

Eyes rolled up

And she's under the image

Fell head on the bench

And quiet, motionless became ...

Brothers at that time home

returned in droves

From youthful robbery.

To meet them, howling menacingly,

The dog runs to the yard

The way shows them. “Not good! -

The brothers said: - sadness

We don't pass." We galloped

They enter, gasp. ran in,

Dog on an apple headlong

With barking rushed, got angry,

Swallowed it, fell off

And I died. drunk

It was poison, you know, it is.

Before the dead princess

Brothers in heartbreak

Everyone bowed their heads

And with the prayer of the saint

Raised from the bench, dressed,

They wanted to bury her

And they thought. She,

As under the wing of a dream,

So quiet, fresh lay,

Just not breathing.

Waited three days, but she

Didn't wake up from sleep.

Having created a sad rite,

Here they are in a crystal coffin

The corpse of a young princess

Put - and the crowd

Carried to an empty mountain

And at midnight

Her coffin to six pillars

On iron chains there

Carefully screwed

And fenced with bars;

And before the dead sister

Having made a bow to the earth,

The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;

Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,

Your beauty is on the ground;

Heaven will receive your spirit.

We loved you

And for the dear store -

Nobody got it

Only one coffin."

On the same day, the evil queen,

Good news waiting

Secretly took a mirror

And she asked her question:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All blush and whiter?

And heard back:

"You, queen, no doubt,

You are the sweetest in the world

All blush and whiter.

For your bride

Prince Elisha

Meanwhile, the world is jumping.

No how no! He weeps bitterly

And whoever he asks

All his question is wise;

Who laughs in his eyes

Who will rather turn away;

To the red sun at last

The good guy turned.

“Our light is the sun! You walk

All year round in the sky, you drive

Winter with warm spring

You see us all below you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Didn't you see anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

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

The red sun answered, -

I did not see the princess.

There is no longer any way to know her alive.

Is it a month, my neighbor,

Somewhere I met her

Or a trace of her noticed.

Dark Night Elisha

He waited in his anguish.

Only a month seemed

He chased after him pleadingly.

"Month, month, my friend,

Gilded horn!

You rise in deep darkness

round-faced, light-eyed,

And, loving your custom,

The stars are watching you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "My brother,

The clear moon answers, -

I did not see the red maiden.

I stand on guard

Just in my queue.

Without me, the princess, apparently,

Ran." - "How insulting!" -

The king answered.

The clear moon continued:

"Wait a minute; about her, maybe

The wind knows. He will help.

You go to him now

Don't be sad, goodbye."

Elisha, not discouraged,

Rushed to the wind, calling:

“Wind, wind! You are powerful

You drive flocks of clouds

You excite the blue sea

Everywhere you fly in the open,

Don't be afraid of anyone

Except for one god.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "Wait, -

The violent wind answers,

There, behind the quiet river

There is a high mountain

It has a deep hole;

In that hole, in the sad darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal

On chains between poles.

Can't see any trace

Around that empty place;

In that coffin is your bride."

The wind ran away.

The prince began to sob

And went to an empty place

For a beautiful bride

View one more time.

Here comes; and rose

In front of him is a steep mountain;

Around her the country is empty;

Under the mountain is a dark entrance.

He goes there quickly.

Before him, in the mournful darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal,

And in that crystal coffin

The princess sleeps forever.

And about the coffin of the bride dear

He hit with all his might.

The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly

Revived. Looks around

Astonished eyes

And, swinging over the chains,

Sighing, she said:

"How long have I been asleep!"

And she rises from the grave...

Ah! .. and both sobbed.

He takes her in his hands

And brings it into the light from darkness,

And, talking pleasantly,

On their way back,

And the rumor is already trumpeting:

The royal daughter is alive!

At home at that time without work

The wicked stepmother was sitting

In front of your mirror

And talked to him.

Saying: "I'm the sweetest of all,

All blush and whiter?

And heard back:

"You are beautiful, there is no word,

But the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.

Evil stepmother, jumping up,

Breaking a mirror on the floor

Ran straight through the door

And I met the princess.

Then her longing took

And the queen died.

They just buried her

The wedding was immediately arranged

And with his bride

Elisha got married;

And no one since the beginning of the world

I have not seen such a feast;

I was there, honey, drinking beer,

Yes, he just wet his mustache.

The king and queen said goodbye,

Equipped on the road,
And the queen at the window
She sat down to wait for him alone.

Waiting, waiting from morning to night,
Looks in the field, indus eyes
Get sick looking
From the white dawn to the night.
Don't see my dear friend!
He only sees: a blizzard is winding,
Snow falls on the fields
All white land.
Nine months go by
She does not take her eyes off the field.
Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night
God gives the queen a daughter.
Welcome guest early in the morning
Day and night so long awaited
From afar at last
The king-father returned.
She looked at him
She sighed heavily
Admiration did not take away
And died by noon.
For a long time the king was inconsolable,
But how to be? and he was sinful;
A year has passed like an empty dream
The king married another.
Tell the truth, young lady
Indeed, there was a queen:

tall, thin, white,
And she took it with her mind and everything;
But proud, broken,
Selfish and jealous.

She was given as a dowry
There was only one mirror;
The mirror property had:
It speaks skillfully.
She was alone with him
Good-natured, cheerful
joked with him
And, blushing, she said:

“My light, mirror! tell,
Yes, tell the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rouge and whiter?
And a mirror in response to her:
“You, of course, no doubt;
You, queen, are sweeter than all,
All rouge and whiter.

And the queen laugh
And shrug your shoulders
And wink your eyes
And snap your fingers
And spin around,
Proudly looking in the mirror.
But the young princess
blooming silently,
Meanwhile, she grew, grew,
Rose and blossomed
White-faced, black-browed,
I like such a meek one.
And the groom was found by her,
Prince Elisha.
The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,
And the dowry is ready:
Seven trading cities
Yes, one hundred and forty towers.
Going to a bachelorette party
Here is the queen dressing up
In front of your mirror
Chatted with him:
“I am, tell me, dearest of all,
All rouge and whiter?
What is the mirror in response?
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But the princess is sweeter than all,
All rouge and whiter.
How the queen jumps
Yes, how to wave the handle,
Yes, as it slams on the mirror,
With a heel, how it will stomp! ..

A wonderful article was written by my friend and like-minded person Alexei Zayats, he was able to see real historical events behind the metaphor and symbols, which Alexander Sergeevich so masterfully encoded. Another confirmation that Pushkin just did not write anything.
Original: http://alekseyzayats.livejournal.com/602.html
I strongly recommend reading Pushkin's fairy tales in the original, here is the link: https://yadi.sk/i/qu2DYgnfe65RR
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The tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it ...

I propose to read the fairy tale of Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin “about the dead princess and the seven heroes”, having the experience of the life of the country since its writing in 1833.


Actors (images) :
Queen – European country, from the moment of its appearance, beating in ambitions and claims for the title of the Great.
Princess - a young country that appeared on the ruins of the former empire.
Prince Elisha - Siberia (Yenisei).
Chernavka- Saint Petersburg.

The story is based on the Brothers Grimm fairy tale Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.
Fundamental differences in the works of the Brothers Grimm and A.S. Pushkin:

Not a word about the king./
The king has been away for exactly 9 months.

No date of birth given, only time of year./
Indicated exact date daughter's birth.

The new queen stood in front of a wall mirror./
Mirror of small size: "throw a mirror under the bench."
"The evil stepmother was sitting,
In front of your mirror.

The stepmother sends Snow White to the forest at the age of 7./
The queen orders to take the princess to the forest after she heard the answer of the mirror on the eve of the bachelorette party.

The nameless prince saw Snow White for the first time in a glass coffin./
Prince Elisha with a dowry wooed the princess.

The huntsman takes the girl to the forest./
The queen summons Chernavka.

The queen orders to be taken into the forest and killed./
Take it to the forest and leave it under a pine tree.

Having learned about the deception of the huntsman, she herself goes over the seven mountains to the seven dwarfs. /
Hearing from the mirror about the deceit, he again orders Chernavka to "destroy the princess."

Makes three assassination attempts: a beautiful lace, a poisoned comb, and a poisoned half of a beautiful apple./
He treats with a poisoned apple ("bulk, young, golden").

Snow White is waiting for the dwarves at home alone./
The princess stays with the dog Sokolka.

The gnomes put it in a glass coffin and carried it to the mountain./
The bogatyrs put them “in a crystal coffin” and took them “to an empty mountain”.

The prince is not looking for Snow White, he was passing through the gnomes and saw the coffin on the mountain.
Prince Elisha is looking for a bride.

The coffin was dropped, a piece of apple popped out, Snow White woke up./
The prince broke the coffin, striking with all his might.

It tells about the terrible execution of the queen./
The queen died of anguish when she saw the princess.

Snow White looked dead./
"The corpse of a young princess."


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

Of fundamental importance is the faithful expectation at the window of the king.
It is no coincidence that the time of birth is “on Christmas Eve on the very night” (the night before Christmas).

Welcome guest early in the morning
Day and night so long awaited
From afar, at last
The king-father returned.
She looked at him
She sighed heavily
Admiration did not bear
And died by noon.

For a long time the king was inconsolable:
But how to be? And he was wrong:
A year has passed like an empty dream
The king married another.
Tell the truth, young lady
Indeed, there was a queen:
High, building, white,
And the mind, and all took;
But for that she is proud, broken,
Selfish and jealous.
She was given as a dowry
There was only one mirror;
The mirror property had:
It speaks skillfully.
She was alone with him
Good-natured, cheerful;
Joking with him affably,
And blushing said:
“My light, mirror! tell,
Yes, tell the whole truth:
I'm the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter.

The former empire dies, and a new queen takes its place a year later. Meanwhile, a young heiress is growing up.

The mirror, its shape and dimensions are not specified in the fairy tale.
A diminutive form of the word mirror, allows you to imagine the image of an object.
The mirror here is a symbol of the Earth, world domination.

And the groom was found by her, -
royal Elisha .
The matchmaker has arrived; the king gave his word;
And the dowry is ready:
Seven trading cities
Yes, one hundred and forty towers .

Prince Elisey - the image of Siberia (Yenisei).
In 1763 Lomonosov M.V. said: "Russian power will grow in Siberia."
Seven trading cities: Tobolsk, Tyumen, Verkhoturye, Yeniseysk, Tomsk, Yakutsk, Irkutsk. http://russiasib.ru/gorod/
On the trading cities of Siberia. http://www.rgo-sib.ru/book/articles/44.htm

Throwing a mirror under the bench,
I called to myself Chernavka ,
And punish her
Hay my girlfriend
...
There is nothing to argue. With the princess
Here chernavka went to the forest
...
And the queen flew
On the Chernavka : how dare you
Deceive me? and in what?...

Chernavkain the text it is mentioned twice with a capital letter, once with a small letter, and this is not a typo. Although in modern editions it is printed three times with a capital letter. When the queen addresses the girl - the name is capitalized, when describing the girl's action - with a small one.
Chernavka - the river on which the village of Minkino was located, then became part of St. Petersburg. Not a simple coincidence and mention of Senna (successfully applied at the beginning of the line).
About Sennaya Square http://www.universalinternetlibrary.ru/book/25092/ogl.shtml
"Cholera riot" on the Haymarket in 1831. By the way, similar riots of "popular" indignation swept across the country in the period from 1830 to 1831. (probably the same "spontaneous" as in our days).

Prince Elisha,
Praying earnestly to God,
Set off on the road
For a beautiful soul
For a young bride.

When going on the road, he prays to God (in modern publications already with a small letter).
For now, just pay attention to what the prince does before setting off on the road.
The main thing is the soul, not just a bodily shell (spirituality, intangible).

Instantly by speech you recognized,
That the princess was received;
seated in a corner,
They brought a pie
glass poured full
Served on a tray.
From green wine
She denied;

A.S. Pushkin worked with "important papers" in the archives in the case of the uprising of Yemelyan Pugachev. This for us may be uncertainty about who was actually the leader of the uprising. The author obviously knew more than he could openly say.

Day after day goes by,
A young princess
Everything in the forest - she is not bored
At seven heroes.
Before the dawn
Brothers in a friendly crowd
Going out for a walk
Shoot gray ducks
Amuse the right hand ,
Sorochina rush into the field
Or a head with broad shoulders
At Tatar cut off,
Or etch from the forest
Pyatigorsk Circassian .

Seven heroes - a city on seven hills. Moscow. There is another city in Russia on seven hills, surrounded by forests, related to the Romanovs. This is the city of Cherdyn, Perm region- the edge of the forests (see the coat of arms of the Perm Territory).

News of the princess into the depths of the forest,
And, tying her alive
Under pine leave there
To be eaten by wolves.

All the events of "heroic amusements" take place at the same time. Amuse the right hand - in right hand scepter, spreading power. Sorochin is the image of the inhabitants of Sorochinsk, a city between Orenburg and Samara. The events of the war of 1773-1775 took place in these places. under the leadership of Emelyan Pugachev. It was the Tatar, not the Mongol-Tatar. In the album 1899-1902. Sven Anders' portraits of Tatars and Mongols do not intersect in any way. Similar portraits are also found in other sources: on maps, books. Baku and Orenburg Tatars are drawn here. Military operations were conducted with the Circassians during Caucasian war. Very interesting and beautiful style of life, the life of the peoples who inhabited the Black Sea coast are described in the book of Tornau Fedor Fedorovich "Memoirs of a Caucasian officer in 1835, 36, 37 and 38". The participation of the British in the Caucasus is described in a chapter in the book by Voroshilov V.I. "History of the Ubykhs": "The British on the coast of the Caucasus".

Drawings from the Swedish archive album: Hedin, Sven Anders. Scientific results of a journey in Central Asia, 1899-1902. Stockholm: Lithographic Institute of the General Staff of the Swedish Army 1904-1907. http://pds.lib.harvard.edu/pds/view/1010 2485?n=4179

Apparently he slept badly
The princess says to her;
Come on, catch it!” and bread flies.
The old woman caught the bread;
"Thank you," she said
God bless you;
Here for you, catch!”
And pouring to the princess,
young, golden ,
The apple flies straight...

Bread is like an image of Russia exporting grain.

Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,
Like a dog's heart aches,
As if he wants to tell her:
“Give it up!” She caress him
Trembling with a gentle hand;
"What, Sokolka what's up with you.
Lie down!”

The falcon is an image of protection.

Waited three days, but she
Didn't wake up from sleep.
Having created a sad rite,
Here they are in a crystal coffin
Dead bodyyoung princess
Laid down and the crowd
suffered up the empty mountain ,
AND at midnight
Her coffin to six pillars
On iron chains there
Carefully screwed
And fenced with bars ;
And before the dead sister
Having made a bow to the earth,
The elder said...

I'm not sure about this part. They carried the crystal coffin into the empty mountain just at midnight. Perhaps it is about hiding some knowledge.

Not for a beautiful word, the prince's search for his bride is described.

Prince Elisha,
Praying earnestly to God,
Set off on the road
For a beautiful soul
For a young bride.
…
For your bride
Prince Elisha
Meanwhile, the world is jumping.
No, how not! He weeps bitterly
And whoever he asks
All his question is wise:
Who laughs in his eyes
Who will rather turn away;
TO red to the sun, finally
Well done .
…
Elisha, not discouraged,
Rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! you are powerful
You drive flocks of clouds
You excite the blue sea
Everywhere you fly in the open,
Not afraid no one
Besides God one...”

In search of a bride, the prince "had clues" only after turning to the red sun. Remember what the prince did in the first place, setting off in search.

Here comes; and rose
In front of him is a steep mountain:
Around her empty country ,
Under the mountain is a dark entrance...
…
He takes her in his hands
AND brings light from darkness …

A prophecy about the fate of the native Fatherland, which will be able to choose the right guidelines for itself and free itself from sleep (slavery).

In order to conceal the truth, language reforms are carried out, new languages ​​are created, regimes are changed in countries, the names of cities, streets, squares are renamed, wars are unleashed, architectural monuments are destroyed during military conflicts, etc.