The sun from the fairy tale about the dead princess. The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs. Yes tell the whole truth

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 till night,
Looks at zero, 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 one mirror
The mirror property had:
It speaks skillfully.
She was alone with him
Good-natured, cheerful
S. jokingly 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.
And wink your eyes
And snap your fingers
And twirl around.
Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess
blooming silently,
Meanwhile, she grew and grew.
Rose and flourished.
White-faced, black-browed,
I like such a meek one.
And the groom was found by her,
Prince Elisha.
The matchmaker has arrived, the king has given 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. all the nicer.
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 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:
“But 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.
The 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 opened softly.
And the princess found herself
In a bright room; around
Shops covered with carpet,
Under the saints is an oak table,
Stove with tiled bench.
The girl sees what's here
Good people live;
Know she won't be offended.
In the meantime, no one is visible.
The princess walked around the house,
Removed everything,
I lit a candle for God
Fired up the stove hot
I climbed up on the floor
And quietly subsided.

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

And the princess came down to them,
Honored the owners
She bowed low to the waist;
Blushing, I apologized
Something went to visit them,
Even though she wasn't called.
Instantly by speech they recognized
That the princess was accepted;
seated in a corner,
They brought a pie
Pour a glass full
Served on a tray.
From green wine
She denied;
The pie just broke
Yes, I took a bite
And from the road to rest
She asked to go to bed.
They took the girl
Up into the 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 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 be happy to take you
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 bow, -
If so, do not stutter
About that. ”-“ I'm not angry, -
She said softly,
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 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 the sake of 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
Until lunch, I could not stand it,
I took an apple in my hands
She brought it to scarlet lips,
Slowly bit through
And swallowed a piece...
Suddenly she, my soul,
Staggered without breathing
White hands lowered
Dropped the ruddy fruit
Eyes rolled up
And she's under the image
Fell head on the bench
And quiet, motionless became ...

Brothers at that time home
returned in droves
From youthful robbery.
To meet them, howling menacingly,
The dog runs to the yard
The way shows them. “Not good! -
The brothers said - 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,
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.
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 is visible
She 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 blow 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,
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.

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

Pushkin claimed that the plot of "The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs" was based on a folk tale, which he wrote down in 1824 from the words of his nanny. The poet supplemented his work with details from other Russian ("Morozko") and foreign ("Snegurochka") fairy tales. As a result, in 1833, an original author's work appeared, which had its own plot and instructive meaning.

In the fairy tale there is a clear division of characters into good and evil. Most of the main characters are positive. To the negative - the evil queen and Chernavka. But the latter takes the side of evil not of her own free will, but out of fear of punishment. In her heart she loves the poor princess and tries to help her as much as possible. Chernavka does not bind the princess, but simply releases her on all four sides. This episode shows that despite the apparent power of evil, human kindness and compassion always come to the aid of positive characters.

Brightly Pushkin describes the image of the evil stepmother. In her characterization, the inevitability of some kind of tragedy is immediately felt. The young queen shines with beauty, but is distinguished by excessive pride and jealousy. She is completely indifferent to others and is only concerned about her own superiority. The queen has no friends and just close people. Her constant companion is a mirror that magically speaks. But all the conversations of your favorite toy are devoted to one topic - the beauty of its mistress. Even from a mirror, the queen will not tolerate words of truth. She becomes furious upon learning of her stepdaughter's beauty. The first time she throws the mirror into a corner, the second time she breaks it in impotent anger.

The young princess personifies the ideal of female beauty, kindness and fidelity. She treats everyone equally well, does not suspect deceit from the "poor blueberry". Even having lost all hope of returning home, she remains faithful to her betrothed husband.

Prince Elisha symbolizes the strength of male love and devotion. In search of a bride, he is ready to travel around the world. The triple appeal to natural forces (the sun, the month and the wind) has ancient national roots. It means an incredibly long and difficult search for truth.

The happy ending of the tale symbolizes the victory of good over evil. Moreover, this victory went to the main characters solely for their positive qualities. There is no traditional decisive battle in the tale or a picture of the punishment of villains. The queen herself dies from "longing". The wedding of the princess and Elisha is a triumph of happiness and justice.

Libretto

Prologue

Choir of buffoons
Artist-barbarian with a sleepy brush
Blackens the picture of genius.
And your drawing is lawless
And your drawing is lawless
It is meaningless drawing over it.

But the colors are alien, with the years,
Fall off with decrepit scales;
The creation of genius before us
Comes out with the same beauty.

This is how delusions disappear.
From my tortured soul
And visions arise in her
And visions arise in her
Primordial, pure days,
The original, pure days.

"The king and queen said goodbye..."

Choir of buffoons
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;
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;

queen mother
You wait, you wait from morning to night,
You look in the field, inda 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.

Choir of buffoons
Nine months go by
She does not take her eyes off the field.
Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night
God sent 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.

queen stepmother

Chernavka
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.

queen stepmother
The king married another!

Tsar
Tell the truth, young lady
Indeed, there was a queen:
tall, thin, white,

Chernavka
But proud, broken,

Tsar
And she took it with her mind and everything;

Chernavka
Selfish and jealous.
She was given as a dowry

Tsar
There was one mirror

Chernavka
The mirror property had:

Tsar
It speaks skillfully.
She was alone with him

Chernavka
Good-natured, cheerful

Tsar
joked with him

Chernavka
And flaunting, she said ...

queen stepmother
My light, mirror!
My mirror light, tell me
Yes, tell the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter?
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter?

Mirror
You, of course, no doubt:
You, queen, are sweeter than all,
You are the sweetest in the world
All blush and whiter.

Elisha's matchmaking

Tsar
And the young princess
blooming silently,
Meanwhile, she grew up.
Rose and flourished.
White-faced, black-browed,
I like such a meek one.
And the groom was found by her -

Matchmaker
Prince Elisha!

Tsar
The matchmaker has arrived, I gave my word.
And the dowry is ready:
Seven trading cities
Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Chernavka
Going to a bachelorette party.
Here is the queen dressing up
In front of your mirror
Chatted with him.

queen stepmother
My light is a mirror
My light is a mirror, tell me
Yes, tell the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter?

Mirror
You are beautiful, no doubt;
But the princess is the sweetest of all.
But the princess is sweeter than all,
All blush and whiter.

queen stepmother
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
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 have no equal.
Is not it? Tell me back!

Mirror
And the princess is still nicer,
All blusher and whiter -
The temper of such a meek
White-faced, black-browed.

queen stepmother
Throw a mirror under the bench!
And call me a chernavka!
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!

The princess and the chernavka

Chernavka
Does the devil cope with an angry woman?
There is nothing to argue. She
Full of black envy
Nothing to do.
The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest,
There is nothing to argue.
But tie her alive?..
Nothing to do.
I brought the princess into the forest,
Nothing to do.
And brought me to such a distance -
There is nothing to argue -
What did the princess think?
Nothing to do.
And scared to death
Nothing to argue...

Princess
You are pale
Like a distant moon
Why? Why are there clouds in the sky?
And you got into the dense forest,
Where not a soul is heard!
We are alone with you in the wilderness,
Even spruce quieted down -
Silence.
My life!
What, tell me, am I guilty of?
Don't ruin!
Don't kill me girl!
And how will I be a queen,
I pity you.
You, loving me in my soul,
Didn't grab, didn't tie...
Let go!..

Chernavka
Don't freak out, God be with you.

Princess
Let me go!..

Chernavka
I will go and tell the queen

Princess
Spare me...

Chernavka
What a beautiful girl
There, in the forest, stands alone,
Her elbows are tightly bound;
Caught in the claws of the beast
Her elbows are tightly bound;
Caught in the claws of the beast
She will be less patient
It's easier to die.

In the house of the rich

Bogatyrs
What a marvel! What a marvel!
Everything is so clean and beautiful.
Someone tidied up the tower
Yes, I was waiting for the owners.
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 curly guy
You will be our brother!
Kohl old woman, be our mother,
So let's celebrate.
When the red girl
Be our dear sister.
Come out and show yourself
Be honest with us.

Princess
Sorry for dropping by
Even though she wasn't called.
Until dawn in the forest wandering,
I came across a terem.
Went up on the porch
And took up the ring;
The door opened softly.
I accidentally found myself
In a bright room; around
Shops covered with carpet,
Under the saints is an oak table,
Stove with tiled bench.
I walked around the house
Removed everything,
Fired up the stove hot
Lit a candle to God
I can see right away that there
Good people live;
I can see right away that there
Good people live.

Senior hero
In an instant, by speech, we recognized

Bogatyr
That the princess was accepted.

Senior hero
seated in a corner,

Bogatyr
They brought a pie

Senior hero
Pour a glass full

Bogatyr
Served on a tray.

Senior hero
From green wine
She denied.

Matchmaking

Bogatyrs
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.
We are all pretty girl
Loved. To her in the light
Once, just dawn,
All seven of us entered.

Senior hero
Day after day goes ... Maiden,
You know: you are our sister to all of us,
There are seven of us, you
We all love for ourselves
We would all be happy to take you
Yes, you can't. So for God's sake
Reconcile us somehow:
Be one wife
Other affectionate sister.
Why are you shaking your head?
Al refuse us?
Al goods not by merchants?

Princess
Oh you honest fellows
Brothers, you are my relatives,
My soul is on fire
If I lie, may God command
Do not leave my place alive.
What do i do? After all, 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.

Senior hero
Demand is not a sin. Forgive us,
Let's bow down.
If so, do not stutter
About that.

Princess
I'm not angry.
I want to be alone.
And my refusal is not my fault,
And my refusal is not my fault,
And my refusal is not my fault.

Rumor

Choir of buffoons
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.
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.

poisoned apple

queen stepmother
Hello mirror!
hello mirror, tell me
Yes, tell the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All blush and whiter?

Mirror
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.

queen stepmother
How dare you deceive me? and in what!
Where does he live? Among the green oak forests, at the seven heroes?
And in everything sweeter than me?!
Should I live
Or destroy the princess.
Here is an apple! It
Full of ripe juice
So fresh and so fragrant
So ruddy and golden.

(pretending to be a blueberry, Princess)

Take an apple in your hand
Bring to the scarlet lips,
Slowly take a bite
And take a bite...
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 it became quiet, motionless! .. (cracks triumphantly, disappears)

Bogatyrs
Sleep in a coffin, sleep in a coffin.
Your beauty is on the ground;
Heaven will receive your spirit.
We loved you
And for the dear store -
Nobody got it
Only the coffin, only the coffin
Only one coffin.

Elisha's appeal to the elements

Choir of buffoons
Praying earnestly to God
And going on the road
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.

Elisha
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.

Sun
You are my light
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.

Elisha
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.

Month
My brother
I did not see the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my queue.
Without me, the princess is visible
Ran.

Elisha
How embarrassing!

Month
Wait a minute! About her, perhaps
The wind knows. He will help.
You go to him now
Don't be sad, goodbye.

Elisha
Wind, wind! You are powerful
You drive flocks of clouds
You excite the blue sea
Everywhere you blow 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.

Wind
Wait a minute
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.

Aria Elisha

Elisha
I'll go to an empty place
Watch one more time.
For a beautiful bride
Watch it one more time!
in front of me
Before me is a steep mountain;
around her,
Around her the country is empty;
Under the mountain is a dark entrance.
Under the mountain is a dark entrance.
And in the mist, in the mist of sadness,
The coffin is rocking crystal,
And in that crystal coffin
The princess sleeps forever.
Sleep in a coffin, sleep in a coffin.
Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,
Your beauty is on the ground;
Your spirit will be received, your spirit will be received
Heaven will receive your spirit.
You were loved by me
Stored only for me -
Nobody got it
Only the coffin, only the coffin
Only one coffin.

(And oh dear bride's coffin
He hit with all his might.
The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly
revived.)

Awakening

Elisha
I didn't seem to be breathing.

Princess and Elisha
The royal daughter is alive!
Will meet us in the shade of the branches
The gentle song of the nightingale.
and the east will be rich,
The dense forest will light up.
Bursting with morning dew,
The day will come young.
We will see our friends
And they will go around the bowl!
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!

Mirror
There is no mention of serious troubles!
You are beautiful, there are no words
You are the sweetest princess of all,
All blush and whiter.
Many, many bright years
Listen to the mirror answer:
“You, princess, are sweeter than all,
All blush and whiter.

Choir of buffoons
And the princess is sweeter than all,
All blush and whiter,
The temper of such a meek
White-faced, black-browed.
The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,
And the dowry is ready.
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.

Epilogue "Ah yes Pushkin!"

Princess
In the name of the word and dialect of someone else

Elisha
We neglected our courage.

Mirror
This fairy tale breathes freely with the Russian style,

Tsar
The ancient speech of our mother earth!

All

Senior hero
Ah yes Pushkin, writer and poet!

Wind
Crazy songs are like children's toys

Chernavka
They want to cater to different tastes.

Month
But one day Pushkin comes into our lives,

queen stepmother
So that happiness does not go anywhere else!

All
Ah yes Pushkin, writer and poet!
Hey Pushkin! Two hundred years have passed.
Our souls will keep the distant light.

Sun
Ah yes Pushkin, writer and poet!

All
Ah yes Pushkin, writer and poet!
Hey Pushkin! Two hundred years have passed.
Our souls will keep the distant light.
Ah yes Pushkin, writer and poet!

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."

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.

Subject. A.S. Pushkin. The images of the princess and the queen in "The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs" by A.S. Pushkin.

Target :

to identify the folk basis of the fairy tale by A.S. Pushkin, the meaning of the opposition of the evil queen and the princess, the beauty of the external and internal, the role of artistic and visual means in the fairy tale;

develop the skills of expressive reading, lexical work, work with illustrations;

educate attentive, thoughtful readers.

Equipment: multimedia presentation.

DURING THE CLASSES.

І. Updating students' knowledge.

1. Organizational moment.

We love to read and listen
Tales and poems about friendship
Beat the rhythm with your feet
And bring the heroes to life.
Hello, fairy tale and story,
What are you preparing for us now?/in chorus/

2. Introduction. Introductory speech of the teacher:

There are names like the sun!
Names are like music!
Like apple trees in bloom!
I'm talking about Pushkin: a poet,
Valid at all times.

So said the writer of the 20th century I. Severyanin, and I completely agree with him. Guys, what are the tales of A.S. Do you know Pushkin? (children's answers)

And with what fairy tale A.S. Pushkin we met in previous lessons?

(With the tale of the dead princess and the seven heroes.)

II. The theme of the lesson, setting goals and objectives.

In order to determine the topic of our lesson, you need to guess the crossword puzzle. We work in pairs.

Keyword. "IMAGES"

INTERPRETATION OF THE WORD(5. In a work of art: type, character.)

What do you think, whose images will we consider in the lesson? (children's answers)

Please formulate the topic of our lesson. (Children's answers)

That's right, the topic of our today's lesson "Images of the princess and the queen in "The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs" by A.S. Pushkin.

Today in the lesson we must analyze the images of the princess and the queen in the fairy tale and understand whatthe meaning of the opposition of the heroines, what is the attitude of the author to the heroines, and, of course, to consider your attitude to these images.

And what two human qualities are clearly manifested through the images of these heroines?

(good and evil)

3. Analysis of the content of the tale.

WORKING WITH A TABLE

In order to present the images of the Queen-stepmother and the Princess, we turn to the text and read the lines characterizing the queen and princess.

On your desks you have a table that you must fill out “How the author shows both heroines in the fairy tale”

Name the words that characterize the QUEEN. Read them.From 85.

Let's put them in a table:

high

slim

white

smart

proud

broken

capricious

jealous

Now name and write down the words with which the author describes the PRINCESS:

white face

Chernobrowa

the temper of the meek

good

modest

hardworking

Queen

Princess

Appearance

high

slim

white

white face

Chernobrowa

behavior character

Umna

proud

broken

capricious

jealous

the temper of the meek

good

modest

hardworking

4. Lexical work

Tell me how you understand the words:

disposition - character, spiritual qualities.

Gentle - meek, submissive, meek.

Proud - aware of his superiority.

Lomliva (from the verb "break" - stubborn, capricious.

Wayward - stubborn, acting as he pleases.

Jealous – Here: painfully wanting to be the best.

What other qualities can you add from yourself to each heroine? Name.

Record in a table.

And what common features connect them? (Both of royal origin)

What means of expression does the author use, showing the images of the queen and princess? COMPARISON

Now let's have a little rest - we will spend a physical education session "Pushkin's Tales":

One two three four!
The cockerel was sitting on a spoke!
One two three four!
The queen had a miracle!
One two three four!
The fish could talk!
One two three four!
Punished the priest Balda!
One two three four!
We love Pushkin's fairy tales
We will never forget them!

Teacher : Why did the queen decide to kill the princess? What is the essence of the conflict between them?

Students : The queen-stepmother considers herself the most beautiful, and the princess becomes her rival, because the magic mirror reports that the stepdaughter is “sweeter and whiter” than she is.

teacher b: What words can we express the attitude of the queen to the princess?

Students : Hatred, envy.

Teacher : Does a good person have such feelings?

Students: No, these feelings are characteristic of evil people.

Teacher: And how does the princess relate to the queen, who decided to kill her, to Chernavka, who takes the girl into a dark forest?

Students: She even treats her enemies well, does not hold evil on them, does not try to take revenge on them.

Teacher: Both the queen and the princess are outwardly beautiful. About which of the heroines can we say that she also has inner, spiritual beauty?

Students And the princess is truly beautiful, she loves everyone, does good, and everyone helps her.

Teacher: Where did such wonderful qualities come from in the princess?

Students: from mother

Reread the beginning of the tale and see what it was like.

waiting - wait With morning till night,

Looks in the field, indus eyes

Get sick looking

From the white dawn to the night;

Teacher: What are the main character traits we see?

Students: Love and fidelity.

Teacher: With what does the author compare the princess, saying “... she grew, grew, rose - and blossomed”?

Students: With a flower. She is as beautiful as a rose.

And now, in order to prove that the queen personifies evil, and the princess personifies goodness, let's turn to reading and analyzing the episodes in which the brightest characteristic of the images of the heroines is most visible.

6. Analysis of episodes.

Episode .“But the bride is young

Wandering in the forest until dawn ... ”(Expressive reading)

Teacher: Why did the princess decide that “good people live” in the tower?

Students: There are icons, the chamber is clean and bright.

Teacher: What did the heroine do in the house?

Students: She lit a candle and lit the stove.

Teacher: How does this characterize the heroine?

Students: She is not only beautiful, modest, but also hardworking.

Teacher: The heroes, captivated by her modesty and beauty, sheltered her in their house

READING THE PASSAGE

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;

Teacher: Highlight the verbs that speak of her friendliness, modesty

Students: Honored the owners She bowed low to the waist; Blushing, I apologized

Teacher : what was the girl’s speech that it immediately became clear that she was a princess?

Students: Welcoming, kind, beautiful.

Teacher So speech can be a visiting card of a person to characterize him and cause an appropriate attitude towards him.

Teacher: Can we say about the queen that she is kind and hardworking?

Students: No, she always sits idle, only looks in the mirror, admires her beauty.

Teacher: And how did the queen get the mirror? (Dowry)

Teacher What was the mirror for her?

Students: It became the only interlocutor

Teacher: Why was she cheerful only with a mirror?

Students She wanted to hear from him about her beauty.

READING OF THE EXTRACT ON ROLE WITH SOUNDING OF THE CARTOON.

IV. Summing up the lesson.

1. Frontal conversation.

After analyzing the tale, we saw that the queen-stepmother is opposed to the princess.

How are the characters different? Are there similarities between them? What is the meaning of opposition?(There is an outward resemblance between the princess and the queen: both are beautiful.

Talking about the kindness and meekness of the young princess, the author emphasizes that the beauty of the soul is most important.

Depicting the breaking and antics of the queen-stepmother, her anger, envy and malice, Pushkin shows how disgusting an outwardly attractive person can be if he is devoid of inner beauty.

Kindness is trusting and naive, it needs protection; evil is insidious, vile and cruel, but initially doomed).

Summarize the images in syncwine. Work in pairs.

Couples with number one will write a cinquain about the queen, and with number two - about the princess.

2. Creation of syncwine.

Checking, reading 2 syncwines from the spot.

Reflection

You have apples on your desks, if you were active in the lessons, raise them with the red side to me, if you think that you were less active, raise them with the green side.

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