Alexander Nikolaevich Ostrovsky

Snow Maiden

A spring tale in four acts with a prologue

The action takes place in the country of the Berendeys in prehistoric times. Prologue on Krasnaya Gorka, near Berendeyev Posad, the capital of Tsar Berendey. The first action in the settlement beyond the river Berendeyevka. The second act in the palace of Tsar Berendey. The third act is in a reserved forest. The fourth act in the Yarilina Valley.

Persons :

Vesna-Krasna.

Father Frost.

Girl – Snow Maiden.

Goblin.

Maslenitsa- straw man.

Bobyl Bakula.

Bobylikha, his wife.

Berendey of both sexes and all ages.

Spring Suite, birds: cranes, geese, ducks, rooks, magpies, starlings, larks and others.

The beginning of spring. Midnight. Red hill covered with snow. To the right are bushes and a rare leafless birch tree; to the left is a continuous dense forest of large pines and spruces with branches hanging from the weight of the snow; in the depths, under the mountain, a river; The ice holes and ice holes are lined with spruce trees. Beyond the river is Berendeyev Posad, the capital of Tsar Berendey: palaces, houses, huts - all wooden, with intricate painted carvings; lights in the windows. The full moon turns everything silver open area. Roosters crow in the distance.

First appearance

Goblin sits on a dry stump. The entire sky is covered with birds flying in from across the sea. Vesna-Krasna on cranes, swans and geese descends to the ground, surrounded by a retinue of birds.

Goblin

The roosters crowed the end of winter,

Spring-Red descends to the earth.

The midnight hour has come, Goblin's gatehouse

If you watch out, dive into the hollow and sleep!

(Falls into a hollow.)

Vesna-Krasna descends onto Krasnaya Gorka, accompanied by birds.

Vesna-Krasna

At the appointed hour in the usual sequence

I appear on the land of the Berendeys,

Greets you sadly and coldly

Spring its gloomy country.

Sad view: under a veil of snow

Deprived of living, cheerful colors,

Deprived of fruitful power,

The fields lie cold. In chains

Playful streams - in the silence of midnight

You can't hear their glass murmur.

The forests are silent, under the snow

The thick paws of the fir trees are lowered,

Like old, frowning eyebrows.

In the raspberry fields, under the pines they were shy

Cold darkness, icy

Amber resin icicles

Hanging from straight trunks. And in a clear sky

How the moon burns and the stars shine

Increased radiance. Earth,

Covered with downy powder,

In response to their greetings, the cold one seems

Same shine, same diamonds

From the tops of trees and mountains, from flat fields,

From the potholes of the road flattened.

And the same sparks hung in the air,

They waver without falling, they flicker.

And everything is just light, and everything is just a cold shine,

And there is no heat. That's not how I'm greeted

Happy valleys of the south, there

Carpets of meadows, acacia scents,

And the warm steam of cultivated gardens,

And the milky, lazy glow

From the frosted moon on the minarets,

On poplars and black cypresses.

But I love midnight lands

I love their powerful nature

Wake up from sleep and call from the depths of the earth

Giving birth, mysterious power,

Bearing to the careless Berendeys

Abundance lives unpretentious. Lubo

Warm for the joys of love,

For frequent games and celebrations, clean up

Spring fairy tale "Snow Maiden"

1

In the forested region of the Kostroma region, among wonderful nature, is located Shchelykovo, a former estate, and now a museum-reserve of the great Russian playwright A. N. Ostrovsky.

Ostrovsky first came to these places as a young man. He was twenty-five years old.

Since then, the writer had a cherished dream - to settle in Shchelykovo. He was able to realize this dream only 19 years later, when, together with his brother, he bought the estate from his stepmother. Having become a co-owner of the estate, Ostrovsky came there every year in early May and left only in late autumn.

Nature appeared before him in bright diversity, changing its clothes. He observed its revival, lush flowering and withering.

He also had his favorite places here.

Ostrovsky with early years had a passion for fishing. At the dam of the winding Kuekshi river, he spent long hours with fishing rods. Near the steep banks of the Sendega River he could be seen with a spear. He went with a seine to the wide Meru River, which flows into the Volga.

The writer found great pleasure in walking through the surrounding villages, forest tracts and clearings.

He often went to a grove with the strange name “Pig Forest”. Centuries-old birch trees grew in this grove.

Alexander Nikolaevich descended from the mountain on which the estate is located to the old bed of the Kueksha River and walked along the wide valley, which served as a place of festive games and entertainment for the surrounding youth. At the top of this sloping valley there is a spring. During Ostrovsky’s time, a fair was held here every spring, which attracted crowds of people.

The writer also visited a round clearing near the village of Lobanovo. Surrounded by forest, it was also a place for Sunday rest for peasant youth. Here the playwright watched the round dances and listened to the songs.

Ostrovsky often visited his friend I.V. Sobolev, a skilled woodcarver, in the village of Berezhki. The extraordinary silence of this forest corner, the sparseness of people (there were only a few houses there) and the peculiar northern architecture of the tall, sharp-topped barns that belonged to the residents of this village created the impression of some kind of detachment from the world, a fairy-tale quality.

Ostrovsky also had other places he liked.

His affection for Shchelykov only grew stronger over the years. He more than once expressed his admiration for the beauty of Shchelykovsky nature in letters to friends. So, on April 29, 1876, he wrote to the artist M. O. Mikeshin: “It’s a pity that you are not a landscape painter, otherwise you would have visited my village; You’ll hardly find a Russian landscape like this anywhere.”

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Ostrovsky's observations of the people and nature of the Shchelykovo environs were reflected in many of his works.

They were most clearly reflected in the spring fairy tale “The Snow Maiden” (1873). The basis of this poetic work was made up of folk tales, traditions and legends, rituals and customs, sayings and songs, which the writer became familiar with from childhood. He colored folk fantasy with the bright colors of his own invention, imbued the work with subtle humor and inserted the images of his fairy tale into the frame of Shchelykov’s picturesque nature.

“The Snow Maiden” is a fairy tale about the beauty of powerful, ever-renewing nature and at the same time about human feelings, about the people, their aspirations and dreams.

In this life-affirming work, Ostrovsky paints his ideal of social life, which defines fair, beautiful human relationships.

The playwright begins his tale with the meeting of Frost and Spring on Red Hill.

Builder of ice palaces, owner and ruler of blizzards and blizzards, Frost is the poetic embodiment of winter, cold, freezing nature. Spring-Red, appearing accompanied by birds, is a warm breath and light penetrating the kingdom of winter, the personification of the fertilizing force, a symbol of awakening life.

The girl Snegurochka is a beautiful child of Frost and Spring. There is coldness in her soul - the harsh legacy of her father, but it also contains life-giving forces that bring her closer to her mother Spring.

Frost and Spring gave the Snow Maiden, when she was 15 years old, to the trans-river settlement of Berendeyev Posad, the capital of Tsar Berendey. And so Ostrovsky paints before us a kingdom of happy Berendeys.

What gave the poet the idea to create the image of the fabulous Berendey kingdom?

Ostrovsky obviously heard that in the Vladimir province there is a Berendeevo swamp. The legend about the ancient city of the Berendeys was associated with it. This legend could have suggested to Ostrovsky a fantastic image of the Berendey kingdom.

Russian village life, ancient rituals and customs, folk types that Ostrovsky admired in Shchelykov helped him recreate the appearance of the cheerful Berendeys.

The remarkable feature of Ostrovsky’s fairy tale is that it is fantastic and at the same time true, that in its conventional, bizarre images one can clearly see the deep truth of human feelings.

Ostrovsky embodied in the Berendey kingdom the people's dream of a fairy-tale country where peaceful labor, justice, art and beauty reign, where people are free, happy and cheerful.

Tsar Berendey personifies folk wisdom. This is “the father of his land”, “an intercessor for all orphans”, “a guardian of peace”, confident that the light “only holds on to truth and conscience.” The bloody deeds of war are alien to Berendey. His state is famous for its working, peaceful and joyful life. He is a philosopher, worker and artist. Berendey paints his chambers with a skillful brush and enjoys the luxurious colors of nature.

Berendey loves fun too. His close boyar Bermyata is a joker and wit, to whom the king entrusts the organization of folk amusements and games.

Ostrovsky admires in his fairy tale the simple people - noble, humane, cheerful, tireless in work and fun.

Tsar Berendey, addressing the singing and dancing Berendeys, says:

The people are generous
Great in everything: interfering with idleness
He won’t work and work like that,
Dance and sing to the fullest, until you drop.
Looking at you with a reasonable eye, you will say,
That you are an honest and kind people, for
Only the kind and honest are capable
Sing so loudly and dance so bravely.

The inner world of the Berendeys is clearly revealed in their attraction to art. They love songs, dances, music. Their houses are painted with colorful paints and decorated with intricate carvings.

Berendeys are distinguished by strong moral principles. They highly honor love. For them, love is the expression of a person’s best feelings, his service to beauty.

In their understanding, love is the attraction of free feelings, independent of selfish motives. Berendey’s words sound like law:

Does not tolerate coercion
Open marriage.

For the Berendeys, love is inseparable from fidelity. Slobozhanin Murash states:

I've been living for a long time, and the old order
Quite well known to me. Berendey,
Beloved by the gods, they lived honestly.
Without fear, we entrusted our daughter to the guy,
For us, a wreath is a guarantee of their love
And loyalty to death. And never once
The wreath was not desecrated by treason,
And the girls knew no deception,
They knew no resentment.

Fidelity to this word is valued above all else among the Berendeys.

Mizgir, a merchant from the royal settlement, had not yet entered into marriage with Kupava, but, having promised to exchange wreaths on Yarilin’s day, he thereby forever linked his fate with her. And when, captivated by the beauty of the Snow Maiden, he broke his word, in the eyes of the Berendeys he became a terrible, unheard-of criminal.

The Berendeys have no bloody laws. The death penalty is replaced here by eternal exile. They apply this measure of the highest punishment to Mizgir.

Condemning Mizgir, Tsar Berendey says:

Get away from us, criminal, scoffer
The fervor of trusting love,
Instilled in us by nature and the gods.
Drive him away from every door,
From every dwelling where they are sacredly venerated
Honest old customs!
Drive him into the desert, into the forest!

The Snow Maiden, the offspring of Frost, could not remain among the people praising the Sun, living by the warmth of its hot rays. The sun melted it and turned it into a stream.

Mizgir, who saw his dream in the graceful charm of his appearance, in modesty, in simple-minded naivety, in the spontaneity of the Snow Maiden’s character, was deceived in his hopes of happiness with her.

He complains:

I have been deceived by the gods; it's a joke
Cruel fate. But if the gods
Deceivers, the world is not worth living!

He runs away to Yarilina Mountain and throws himself into the lake.

Snegurochka and Mizgir died. But their death did not pass without a trace. She confirmed the correctness of the life and morals of the Berendeys. She melted the coldness and alienation between them, returning their inherent love and loyalty.

Addressing the people, before whose eyes the Snow Maiden and Mizgir died, the wise Berendey says:

Snow Maiden's sad death
And the terrible death of Mizgir
They can't disturb us. The sun knows
Whom to punish and have mercy on? Finished
Truthful trial! Frost's offspring -
The Cold Snow Maiden died.
For fifteen years she lived among us,
Fifteen years he was angry with us
Sun. Now, with her wonderful death,
Frost's interference ceased.
Let's drive away the last trace of cold
From our souls we turn to the Sun.

The Sun God Yarilo returned to the earth, and it came to life, promising abundant shoots.

The chorus of cheerful Berendeys welcomes Yarila, bringing warmth and abundance:

Grant, god of light,
Warm summer!
The Red Sun is ours!
There is no more beautiful person in the world!
Krasnopogodnoe,
Summer is grainy
The Red Sun is ours!
There is no more beautiful person in the world!

The fairy tale ends with this life-affirming hymn.

We know Ostrovsky, the author of plays that illuminate all aspects of contemporary Russian life, severely criticizing the “dark kingdom” of money-grubbers and tyrants. And in these plays the playwright showed the beauty of the Russian folk character, the poetry of Russian nature.

In “The Snow Maiden” Ostrovsky is a soulful lyricist, a singer of man and nature. Here the beauty of the characters, their unique originality are embodied in amazingly poetic language and melodic verses. Listen to how his verse sounds and sings, sometimes decorous and solemn, sometimes lively and folk-like, fervent, to how flexible this verse is, how obediently it submits to the poet’s thoughts.

The monologue of Spring flows majestically, describing the country under the rule of Frost:

Greets you sadly and coldly
Spring its gloomy country.
Sad view: under a veil of snow,
Deprived of living, cheerful colors,
Deprived of fruitful power,
The fields lie cold. In chains
Playful streams - in the silence of midnight
You can't hear their glass murmur

The song of birds is similar to a folk song:

The birds gathered
The singers gathered
In herds, in herds
The birds were landing
The singers sat down
Rows, rows.

And in a completely different way, decorously and solemnly, the people glorify Berendey:

Long live the wise one,
Great Berendey,
Lord silver-haired,
Father of his land!

Ostrovsky is a sorcerer of language and verse, a poet, like Pushkin, who masters all its modes, all its tones.

“The Snow Maiden” is a truly polyphonic work. The voices of the fantastic Frost and Spring, the cheerful songs of birds and the monologues of people sound differently. The solemn song of the blind guslars gives way to the silly chants of the boby Bakula, the wise measured speech of Tsar Berendey - to the passionate hymns of Lelya, addressed to the Sun.

“The Snow Maiden” also delights us with the play of its folk humor. We laugh heartily at the brave in words and cowardly in deeds Brusila, the narrow-minded Bobyl and Bobylikha, these lazy and stupid residents of the settlement beyond the river.

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The images of “The Snow Maiden” are so wonderful, her poetic style is so musical that she charmed and captivated many artists.

Famous painters V. M. Vasnetsov, K. A. Korovin, B. M. Kustodiev, A. A. Arapov reproduced her images with their brushes.

N. A. Rimsky-Korsakov created the opera “The Snow Maiden”, in which he preserved Ostrovsky’s words.

It was no coincidence that the writer embodied this wonderful fairy tale in dramatic form. He intended it to be staged. Ostrovsky created a special type of play, full of fantastic transformations, enchanting scenes, and unbridled folk fun.

This fairy tale, the first in Russian drama, is distinguished by its rare entertainment and vivid theatricality.

The Snow Maiden was first staged at the Bolshoi Theater on May 11, 1873. In 1900, “The Snow Maiden” was staged almost simultaneously by two famous Russian directors: A.P. Lensky on the stage of the Maly Theater and K.S. Stanislavsky on the stage of the Art Theater.

For the production of “The Snow Maiden” at the Art Theater, composer A. T. Grechaninov wrote wonderful music.

K. S. Stanislavsky said this about Ostrovsky’s spring fairy tale: ““The Snow Maiden” is a fairy tale, a dream, a national legend, written and told in Ostrovsky’s magnificent sonorous verses. You might think that this playwright, the so-called realist and everyday life writer, never wrote anything ", except for wonderful poetry, and was not interested in anything else except pure poetry and romance."

Ostrovsky's fairy tale, staged by the Art Theater, made a huge impression on A. M. Gorky. In a letter to A.P. Chekhov, he noted: “But The Snow Maiden is an event. A huge event - believe me!.. I, you know, am filled with some kind of joy from The Snow Maiden, and although I saw terribly sad things in Moscow , but left it - as if he had bathed in living water.”

spring fairy tale
in four acts with a prologue

The action takes place in the country of the Berendeys in prehistoric times.
Prologue on Krasnaya Gorka, near Berendeyev Posad, the capital
Tsar Berendey. The first action in the settlement beyond the river Berendeyevka.
The second act in the palace of Tsar Berendey. Third act in
protected forest. The fourth act in the Yarilina Valley.

PROLOGUE

Spring is Red.
Father Frost.
Girl - Snow Maiden.
Leshy.
Maslenitsa - straw effigy.
Bobyl Bakula.
Bobylikha, his wife.
Berendeys of both sexes and all ages.
Spring Suite, birds: cranes, geese, ducks, rooks, magpies, starlings,
larks and others.

The beginning of spring. Midnight. Red hill covered with snow. Right
bushes and rare leafless birch trees; to the left is a continuous dense forest
large pines and spruces with branches hanging from the weight of the snow; V
deep, under the mountain, river; The ice holes and ice holes are lined with spruce trees.
Beyond the river Berendeyev Posad, the capital of Tsar Berendey: palaces, houses,
the huts are all wooden, with fancy painted carvings; V
lights in the windows. The full moon silvers the entire open area. In the distance
roosters crow.

SCENE ONE

The goblin sits on a dry stump. The whole sky is covered with arrivals
from across the sea by birds. Spring-Red on cranes, swans
and geese descends to the ground, surrounded by a retinue of birds.

Lesh iy

The roosters crowed the end of winter,
Spring-Red descends to the earth.
The midnight hour has come, Goblin's gatehouse
If you watch out, dive into the hollow and sleep!
(Falls into a hollow.)

Spring-Krasna descends onto Krasnaya Gorka, accompanied by birds.

Spring - Red

At the appointed hour in the usual sequence
I appear on the land of the Berendeys,
Greets you sadly and coldly
Spring its gloomy country.
Sad view: under a veil of snow
Deprived of living, cheerful colors,
Deprived of fruitful power,
The fields lie cold. In chains
Playful streams - in the silence of midnight
You can't hear their glass murmur.
The forests are silent, under the snow
The thick paws of the fir trees are lowered,
Like old, frowning eyebrows.
In the raspberry fields, under the pines they were shy
Cold darkness, icy
Amber resin icicles
Hanging from straight trunks. And in a clear sky
How the moon burns and the stars shine
Increased radiance. Earth,
Covered with downy powder,
In response to their greetings, the cold one seems
Same shine, same diamonds
From the tops of trees and mountains, from flat fields,
From the potholes of the road flattened.
And the same sparks hung in the air,
They waver without falling, they flicker.
And everything is just light, and everything is just a cold shine,
And there is no heat. That's not how I'm greeted
Happy valleys of the south - there
Carpets of meadows, acacia scents,
And the warm steam of cultivated gardens,
And the milky, lazy glow
From the frosted moon on the minarets,
On poplars and black cypresses.
But I love midnight lands
I love their powerful nature
Wake up from sleep and call from the depths of the earth
Giving birth, mysterious power,
Bearing to the careless Berendeys
Abundance lives unpretentious. Lubo
Warm for the joys of love,
For frequent games and celebrations, clean up
Secluded bushes and groves
Silk carpets of colored grasses.
(Addressing the birds who are shivering from the cold.)
Comrades: white-sided magpies,
Cheerful tickler talkers,
Gloomy rooks and larks,
Singers of the fields, heralds of spring,
And you, crane, with your friend the heron,
Beautiful swans and geese
Loud and fussy ducks,
And small birds - are you cold?
Even though I'm ashamed, I have to admit it
Before the birds. It's my own fault
That it’s cold for me, Vesna, and you.
Sixteen years since I'm just a joke
And amusing my fickle temper,
Changeable and whimsical, has become
Flirting with Frost, the old grandfather,
A gray-haired prankster; and from then on
I am in captivity with the old one. Man
It’s always like this: give me a little will,
And he’ll take it all, that’s how it goes
From antiquity. I would like to leave the gray one,
But the trouble is, the old man and I have a daughter -
Snow Maiden. In the deep forest slums,
In the unmelting ice it returns
The old man is his child. Loving the Snow Maiden,
Feeling sorry for her in her unhappy lot,
I'm afraid to quarrel with the old one;
And he’s happy about it - he’s chilling and freezing
Me, Vesna, and the Berendeys. Sun
The jealous one looks at us angrily
And frowns at everyone, and that's the reason
Cruel winters and cold springs.
Are you shaking, poor things? Dance,
Keep warm! I've seen it more than once
that people warmed up by dancing.
Even reluctantly, even in the cold, but dancing
Let's celebrate our arrival for a housewarming party.

Some birds take up instruments, others sing,
still others are dancing.

H o r p t i c

The birds gathered
The singers gathered
In herds, in herds.
The birds were landing
The singers sat down
Rows, rows.
Who are your birds?
Who are you singers?
Big, big?
Who are your birds?
Who are you singers?
Smaller, smaller?
Eagle - governor,
Quail - clerk,
Clerk, clerk.
Owl - commander,
Yellow boots,
Boots, boots.
Geese - boyars,
Ducklings are nobles,
Nobles, nobles.
Chiryats are peasants,
Sparrows are slaves,
Slaves, slaves.
Our crane is a centurion
With long legs
With your feet, with your feet.
The rooster is a kisser,
Chechet is a trading guest,
Trade, trade.
Puppy swallows -
Orca maidens,
Girls, girls.
Our woodpecker is a carpenter,
Fisherman - tavern,
Tavern, tavern.
Pancake heron,
Whooper cuckoo,
Clique, clique.
Red face
The crow is pretty,
Pretty, pretty.
On the roads in winter,
In the summer, at the end of the day,
I'll get stuck, I'll get stuck.
Crow in matting,
There is no one more expensive
More expensive, more expensive.

Frost begins to fall from the forest onto the dancing birds, then flakes
snow, the wind rises, clouds roll in, cover the moon, darkness
completely obscures the distance. Birds are screaming and huddling towards Spring.

Spring - Red
(to the birds)

Hurry into the bushes, into the bushes! I'm planning on making a joke
Old Man Frost. Wait until the morning
And tomorrow they will melt for you in the fields
Thawed patches, wormwood on the river.
Bask in the sun a little,
And you will begin to make nests.

The birds go into the bushes, Frost comes out of the forest.

PHENOMENA SECOND

Spring-Red, Santa Claus

Freezing

Spring-Red, is it back well?

Spring

And are you healthy, Santa Claus?

Freezing

Thank you,
My life is not bad. Berendey
They won’t forget about this winter,
She was cheerful; the sun was dancing
From the cold at dawn,
And in the evening I woke up with ears full of ears.
I’ll think about going for a walk, I’ll take a club,
I’ll clarify, I’ll make the night silverier,
That's why I need freedom and space.
Through rich town houses
Pounding in the corners
The ropes creak at the gates,
Sing under the runners
I love it
Love, love, love.
From the fishing line along the path behind the cart,
A creaking convoy hurries to spend the night.
I guard the convoy
I'll run ahead
On the edge of the field, in the distance,
On the frosty dust
I'll lie down in the haze,
In the midst of the midnight skies I will rise as a glow.
I will spill, Frost,
Ninety stripes
I’ll scatter in pillars and countless rays,
Multi-colored.
And the pillars push and spiral,
And under them the snow lights up,
A sea of ​​light-fire, bright,
Zharkogo,
Lush;
There is blue, there is red, and there is cherry.
I love it
Love, love, love.
I'm even angrier about the early days,
At the ruddy dawn.
Reached out to the dwellings from the ravines to the clearings,
I'll creep up, I'll creep up in the fogs.
Smoke curls over the village,
One way dies;
I am a gray fog
I'll freeze the smoke.
How he stretches
It will stay that way
Over the field, over the forest,
By superiority,
I love it
Love, love, love.

Spring

It's not bad you feasted, it's time
And on your way, to the north.

Freezing

Do not drive fast,
And I'll leave myself. I'm not happy with the old man
You quickly forget about the old things.
Here I am, an old man, always the same.

Spring

Everyone has their own habits and customs.

Freezing

I'll leave, I'll leave, at dawn,
In the breeze, I'll rush off to the Siberian tundra.
I'm sable on my ears,
I'll put a deer's doha on your shoulders,
I decorate my belt with trinkets;
Through the tents, through the yurts of nomads,
According to the wintering grounds of fur hunters
I’ll wander, I’ll wander, I’ll shamanize,
They will bow to my waist.
My dominion in Siberia is eternal,
There will be no end to it. Here is Yarilo
It bothers me and you change me
To a stupid breed of idle lovers.
Just count the holidays and steam the mash
Korchazhnye, cook forty buckets
They know how to brew honey.
They ask the sun for spring warmth.
Why - ask? Not suddenly he will start plowing,
The plow is not working properly. Eves edit
Yes, revel, spring birds sing, in circles
Walk all night from dawn to dawn, -
They have one concern.

Spring

To whom?
Will you leave the Snow Maiden?

Freezing

Our daughter
At an age, he can manage without nannies.
Neither on foot nor on horseback
And there is no trace of her in her mansion. The Bears
Oatmeal and seasoned wolves
They patrol around the yard; owl
On the crown of a pine tree on a hundred-year-old night,
And during the day the wood grouse stretch their necks,
The passer-by is watched over.

Spring

Melancholy will take between eagle owls and goblin
Sit alone.

Freezing

And the chamber servants!
As maids at her beck and call
The crafty gray fox,
The bunnies get her cabbage;
Than the light runs on the marten's fontanel
With a jug; squirrels gnawing nuts
Squatting down; stoats
In the hay's minions in her service.

Spring

Yes, it’s still melancholy, think about it, grandfather!

Freezing

Work,
A wave of strands, a beaver edge
Trim your sheepskin coat and hats.
Sew colorful reindeer mittens.
Sushi mushrooms, lingonberries and cloudberries
Prepare for the winter lack of bread;
Sing out of boredom, dance, if you have the desire,
What else?

Spring

Eh, old man! The girl is free
Sweetest of all. Neither your chiseled tower,
Neither sables, beavers, nor mittens
The stitched ones are not expensive; on thoughts
The girl Snegurochka has something else:
Live with people; she needs girlfriends
Fun and games until midnight,
Spring parties and burners
With the guys, bye...

Freezing

What so far?

Spring

As long as she finds it funny that the guys
They are eager to fight after her.

Freezing

Spring

And there one will fall in love.

Freezing

That's what I don't like.

Spring

Insane
And the evil old man! Everything in the world is alive
Must love. Snow Maiden in captivity
Your own mother will not let you torment.

Freezing

That's why you're inappropriately hot,
Talkative without reason. Listen!
Take a moment of sanity! Evil Yarilo,
The scorching god of the lazy Berendeys,
To please them, he swore a terrible oath
Destroy me wherever he meets me. Drowns, melts
My palaces, kiosks, galleries,
Fine work of jewelry,
Details of the smallest carving,
The fruits of labor and plans. Believe it
The tears will disappear. Work, pore, artist,
Above the sculpting of barely noticeable stars -
And everything will go to dust. But yesterday
The woman bird returned from across the sea,
Sat down on a wide wormwood
And the wild ducks cry in the cold,
He scolds me abusively. Is it really
It's my fault that I'm too hasty,
That from the warm waters, without looking at the calendar,
Without time, he sets off to the north.
I weaved and weaved, and the ducks cackled,
There are no women in the trading baths;
And what did I overhear! Between gossip
Such a speech was blurted out by the woman bird, -
That, swimming in the Lenkoran Bay,
Whether in the Gilan lakes, I don’t remember,
At the drunken ragged fakir
And the sun has a hot conversation
I heard that it's like the sun
He is going to destroy the Snow Maiden; only
And is waiting to be planted in her heart
With its ray the fire of love; Then
There is no salvation for the Snow Maiden, Yarilo
It will burn it, incinerate it, melt it.
I don’t know how, but it will kill. How long
Her soul is pure as a child,
He has no power to harm the Snow Maiden.

Spring

Enough!
Did you believe the stories of the stupid bird!
No wonder her nickname is Baba.

Freezing

I know
Without a woman, I am like the evil Yarilo thinks.

Spring

Give me back my Snow Maiden!

Freezing

I'm not giving it!
Where did you get the idea that I would like such a turntable?
Did you believe your daughter?

Spring

What about you, red nose,
You're swearing!

Freezing

Listen, let's make peace!
What a girl needs most is supervision
And a stern eye, not just one, but ten.
And you have no time, and you don’t want to
It's better to keep an eye on your daughter
Give it to Bobyl's settlement
Childless, in place of a daughter. Will
She has enough worries, and so do the guys.
There is no profit for Bobylev’s daughter
Roll your eyes. Do you agree?

Spring

I agree, let him live in the Bobylskaya family;
If only he was free.

Freezing

Daughter doesn't know
Absolutely love, in her cold heart
There is not a spark of destructive feeling;
And love won't know if you
Spring warmth of languishing bliss,
Caressing, warming...

Spring

Enough!
Call the Snow Maiden to me.

Freezing

Snow Maiden,
Snow Maiden, my child!

Snow Maiden
(looks out from the forest)

Aw!
(Approaches father.)

PHENOMENA THIRD

Spring, Frost, Snow Maiden, then Leshy.

Spring

Oh, poor Snow Maiden, savage,
Come to me, I will love you.
(Caresses the Snow Maiden.)
Beauty, would you like to be free?
Live with people?

Snow Maiden

I want it, I want it, let me in!

Freezing

And what attracts you to leave the tower?
Parental, and what the Berendeys have
Did you find an enviable one?

Snow Maiden

Human songs.
Sometimes I huddled behind the bushes
Prickly, I can’t see enough
For girly fun. Lonely
I feel sad and cry. Ah, father,
With friends on scarlet raspberries,
Walk on black currants
Halloo to one another; and at dawn of the evening
Driving circles to songs - that's what's cute
Snow Maiden. Without songs, life is not a joy.
Let me go, father! When, in cold winter,
You will return to your wilderness,
In the twilight I will console you with a song
I'll start drinking to the tune of a snowstorm
Cheerful. I'll take over from Lelya
And I’ll learn quickly.

Freezing

And Lelya
Did you find out where?

Snow Maiden

From a bush
Rakitova; grazes cows in the forest
Yes, he sings songs.

Freezing

How do you know
What is this Lel?

Snow Maiden

Girls go to him
Beauties, and they stroke your head,
They look into the eyes, caress and kiss.
They call them both Lelyushko and Lelem,
Handsome and cute.

Spring

Is it really
Handsome Lel is good at songs?

Snow Maiden

Mother,
I heard the larks singing,
Trembling over the fields, swan
A sad cry over still waters,
And the loud peals of nightingales,
Your favorite singers; Lelya's songs
Sweeter to me. Listen day and night
I'm ready for his shepherd's songs.
And you listen and melt...

Freezing
(Spring)

Do you hear: melting!
There is a terrible meaning hidden in this word.
From different words invented by people,
The most terrible word for Frost is: melt.
Snow Maiden, run from Lelya, be afraid
His speeches and songs. By the blazing sun
It is pierced through and through. In the midday heat,
When all living things flee from the Sun
Look for coolness in the shadows, proudly, brazenly
A lazy shepherd lies in the sun,
In the languor of feelings, the drowsy one picks up
Sly tempting speeches,
He is plotting insidious deceptions
For innocent girls. Songs of Lelya
And his speech is a deception, a guise, truth
And there is no feeling under them, only in the sounds
Dressed in scorching rays.
Snow Maiden, run away from Lelya! Sun
Beloved shepherd son, and it’s just as clear
With all his eyes, shamelessly, looking straight,
And as angry as the Sun.

Snow Maiden

I, father,
Obedient child; but you are too
Angry at them, at Lelya and the Sun; right,
I’m not afraid of Lelya or the Sun.

Spring

Snow Maiden, when you feel sad,
Or is there a need, girls are whimsical,
Cry about the ribbon, about the ring
We are ready in silver - you come
To the lake, to the Yarilina valley,
Call me. Whatever you ask for
There is no refusal for you.

Snow Maiden

Thank you mom,
Gorgeous.

Freezing

Sometimes in the evening
Walking, staying close to the forest,
And I will give the order to take care of you.
Hey, friends! Lepetushki, Lesovye!
Did you fall asleep, or what? Wake up, respond
To my voice!

Leshy crawls out of a dry hollow, lazily reaching out and yawning.

Lesh iy

Freezing

Watch out for the Snow Maiden! Listen, Leshy,
Is it a stranger, or is Lel the shepherd approaching?
Without retreat, or he wants to take it by force,
What the mind cannot do: intercede.
Lure him, push him, confuse him
Into the wilderness, into the thicket; put it in a squeegee,
Or squeeze waist-deep into a swamp.

Lesh iy

(Puts his hands over his head and falls into the hollow.)

Spring

A crowd of cheerful Berendeys is pouring in.
Let's go, Frost! Snow Maiden, goodbye!
Live happily, child!

Snow Maiden

Mom, happiness
Whether I find it or not, I’ll look.

Freezing

Goodbye,
Snow Maiden, daughter! They won't make it in time
Remove the sheaves from the fields, and I will return.
See you.

Spring

It's time for anger to turn to mercy
Change. Quiet the blizzard! by the people
They are taking her, seeing her off in crowds
Wide...

In the distance there are shouts: “Honest Maslenitsa!” Frost, leaving, waves his hand;
the blizzard subsides, the clouds run away. Clear as at the beginning of the action.
Crowds of Berendeys: some are pushing a sleigh with a stuffed animal towards the forest
Maslenitsa, others stand at a distance.

SCENE FOUR

Snegurochka, Bobyl, Bobylikha and Berendey.

1st Berendey Choir
(carrying Maslenitsa)

Early and early the chickens began to sing,
They talked about spring.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!
Volozhno fed us sweetly,
She gave me wort and mash.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!
Pito, there was plenty of partying,
More than that has been spilled.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!
But we dressed you up
Rogozina, Redina.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!
We escorted you honestly
They dragged it on the logs.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!
We'll take you to the forest,
So that the eyes do not see.
Goodbye Maslinitsa!
(Having moved the sled into the forest, they move away.)

2nd hor

Honest Maslenitsa!
It’s fun to meet you, greet you,
It's hard and tedious to see him out of the yard.
How can we turn you around and turn you around?
Come back, Maslenitsa, come back!
Honest Maslenitsa!
Come back for at least three days!
You won’t come back for three days,
Come back to us for a day!
For a day, for a short hour!
Honest Maslenitsa!

Maslenitsa wettail!
Get out of the yard
Your time has come!
We have streams from the mountains,
Play the ravines
Turn out the shafts
Set up your plow!
Spring-Red,
Our sweetie has arrived!
Maslenitsa wettail!
Get out of the yard
Your time has come!
Carts from the road,
Hive from the cage.
To hell with the sled!
Let's binge on stoneflies!
Spring-Red,
Our sweetie has arrived!

Farewell, honest Maslena!
If you're alive, I'll see you.
Wait at least a year, but you know,
That Maslena will come again.

Scarecrows of Maslenitsy

The red summer is passing,
The bathing lights will burn out.
The yellow autumn will pass
With a sheaf, with a haystack and with brothers.
Darkness, dark nights,
See Karachun out.
Then winter will break,
The bear will roll over
The frosty time will come,
Moroznaya-Koliadnaya:
Click on Oatmeal carols.
The frost will pass, a blizzard will come.
In blizzards with winds
Day will come, night will go.
Under the roofs, behind bars
The sparrows will move.
From a puddle, from ice
Kochet gets drunk with the chickens.
To warm up, to the heaps
With ice icicles
The guys will pour out of the huts.
In the sun, in the heat,
The cow's side will become hot.
Then wait for me again.
(Disappears.)

Bobyl grabs onto the empty sleigh, Boby dashingly grabs onto Bobyl.

B o b l i h a

Go home!

B o b l

Wait! How is this possible?
Is it really all of her? It would seem not enough
Walked around and drank someone else's.
I just had a little fun,
A little hungry little womb
Fueled up with neighbor's pancakes,
She's all finished. Sadness
Great, unbearable. As you wish
Now live from hand to mouth and toil
Without Maslenaya. Is it possible for a bob?
No way. Where should you go?
Bobyl's drunken head?
(Sings and dances.)
Bakul has a baby
No stake, no yard,
No stake, no yard,
No cattle, no belly.

B o b l i h a

It's time to go home, shameless one, people are watching.

B r e n d e i

Don't touch him!

B o b l i h a

Been staggering all week;
He doesn’t come from other people’s yards - his own hut
It's not heated.

B o b l

Is there any wood left?

B o b l i h a

But where should they be? They don't walk on their own
From the forest.

B o b l

You should have told me a long time ago.
She won’t say, she’s like that, really... I would...
The ax is with me, we’ll chop two armfuls
Berezov, and okay. Wait!

(He goes into the forest and sees the Snow Maiden, bows and looks
some time with surprise. Then he returns
to his wife and beckons her into the forest.)

At this time, the Snow Maiden moves away and looks from behind a bush
on Berendeyev, Leshy sits in her place near the hollow.

(Bobylikha.)

Look look! Hawthorn.

B o b l i h a

(Seeing Leshy.)

Oh, for you! What an unprecedented thing.

(Coming back.)

Uh! drunkard! I would have killed him, I think.

The Snow Maiden returns to her place again. The goblin goes into the forest.

O d i n b e r e n d e y

What kind of controversy are you having?

B o b l

Look!
A curiosity, honest Berendeys.

Everyone approaches the hollow.

B r e n d e i
(with surprise)

Hawthorn! Is she alive? Alive.
In a sheepskin coat, in boots, in mittens.

B o b l
(Snow Maiden)

Let me ask you how far you are going
And what is your name and nickname?

Snow Maiden

Snow Maiden. I don’t know where to go.
If you're kind, take it with you.

B o b l

You will order to take him to the Tsar, to Berendey
To the wise one in the chambers?

Snow Maiden

No, you have
I want to live in a settlement.

B o b l

Thank you
At mercy! And from whom?

Snow Maiden

Who is first
He found me, and I will be his daughter.

B o b l

Is that really true, is it really for me?

The Snow Maiden nods her head.

Well, why am I, Bakula, not a boyar!
Come on, people, to my wide yard,
On three pillars and on seven supports!
Please, princes, boyars, please.
Bring me dear gifts
And bow, and I will break.

B o b l i h a

And how is it, you live and live in the world,
But you don’t know your own worth, really.
Let's take Bobyl, Snow Maiden, let's go!
Make way for us, people! Step aside.

Snow Maiden

Farewell, father! Goodbye mom too! Forest,
And goodbye!

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!

Trees and bushes bow to the Snow Maiden. Berendey is terrified
they run away, Bobyl and Bobylikha take the Snow Maiden away.

ACT ONE

Girl - Snow Maiden.
Bobyl Bakula.
Bobylikha.
Lel, shepherd.
Murash, a rich Sloboda resident.
Kupava, a young girl, daughter of Murash.
Mizgir, a trading guest from Berendeev Posad.
Radushka | suburban girls.
Malusha |
Brusilo |
Baby | guys.
Smoking room |
Biryuch.
Servants of Mizgir.
Slobozhans: old men, old women, boys and girls.

Zarechnaya settlement Berendeyevka; on the right side is a poor hut
Bobylya with a shaky porch; there is a bench in front of the hut; With
on the left side is a large Murash hut decorated with carvings; V
deep street; across the street is the Murash hop and bee farm;
between them there is a path to the river.

SCENE ONE

The Snow Maiden sits on a bench in front of Bobyl's house and spins. From
Biryuch walks down the street, puts his hat on a long pole and
lifts high; Sloboda residents converge from all sides.
Bobyl and Bobylikha leave the house.

B i r u h

Listen, listen,
Sovereign's people
Sloboda Berendeys!
According to the royal order,
By the sovereign's order,
The old, primordial custom,
Get ready for tomorrow
At the evening dawn,
Warm, quiet, weather-friendly,
In the sovereign's reserved forest,
On the promenade, on the playground, on the disgrace
Curl the wreaths,
Driving in circles, playing and having fun
Until the early dawn, until the morning.
Stored up about you, prepared
Egg mash beer,
Old honeys are standing.
And in the early dawn
To keep watch, to greet the rising sun,
They bow to Yaril the Light.

(Takes his hat off the pole, bows on all fours
side and leaves.)

Slobozhans disperse. Bobyl and Bobylikha approach
Snow Maiden and look at her, shaking their heads.

B o b l

He-he, ho-ho!

B o b l i h a

Wow, Bobyl Bakula!

B o b l

Hohonyushki!

B o b l i h a

To our joy we took our daughter,
We all wait and wait for happiness to float.
Did you believe someone else's conversation?
What good luck do you give to the poor,
Yes, just cry - the chickens got a laugh
In old age.

B o b l

We'll be gone forever,
Carrying a purse on your shoulders is a family
Written. Why Bobyl Bakula
There is not enough, nothing is of any use to him.
I found a girl in the forest - they say, help
I take him to an orphanage, but that was not the case:
Not a hair's breadth easier.

Snow Maiden

I'm lazy myself
So there is no point in blaming poverty. Wandering around
I'm idle all day, and I'm working
I don't run.

B o b l

What's your job!
Who needs it? You won't be rich from her,
But just full; this is possible, without work,
To feed yourself on scraps of the world.

B o b l i h a

We suffered, need rubbed our shoulders,
It's time for us to live in the hallway.

Snow Maiden

Who
Does it bother you? Live.

B o b l

You're in the way.

Snow Maiden

So I'll leave you. Farewell!

B o b l i h a

Enough!
Live for yourself! Yes, remember about us too,
Named parents! We are no worse
They would know how to live with neighbors. Give me some
I can fill it thicker, so you’ll see:
I’ll cheer up such and such a pussy with horns,
Just oh, go away.

Snow Maiden

Where from?
Should an orphan girl have wealth?

B o b l i h a

Your maiden beauty is like wealth.

B o b l

There is no wealth, come to your senses. No wonder
The proverb is that mind is more valuable than money.
Search the world with fire, you won’t find it
Happier than you: from matchmakers and matchmakers
There is no lights out, the rapids have been trampled.
What a life, wife!

B o b l i h a

Well, so what! Was,
Yes, it went over my head.

B o b l

And our boys
They're crazy; herds, herds
They rushed after you without memory,
They left their brides, they quarreled,
They fought because of you. Wife,
What a life!

B o b l i h a

Don't talk, Bakula,
Don't upset me! There was wealth in his hands.
And grab-grab, it went between your fingers.

B o b l

And you discouraged everyone from being harsh,
With his unkind custom.

Snow Maiden

Why did they chase after me?
Why they left me, I don’t know.
It is in vain that you call me harsh.
I am shy, meek, and not harsh.

B o b l

Are you shy? Shyness suits you
Rich. This is how it is always with the poor:
What you need - no, what you don't need - a lot.
Some rich people are ready to buy for money
For a daughter there is at least a little modesty,
But she didn’t come to our court.

Snow Maiden

Why are you envious people?
Do you want the Snow Maiden from the girl?

B o b l

Show respect and caress the boys.

Snow Maiden

And if
Not to your liking?

B o b l

Reluctantly,
Not according to your heart, but you attract the guy,
And he will cling and not leave behind, he will
Walk around.

B o b l i h a

Yes mother gifts
Wear.

B o b l

Father's honey and brew
Drink. Is it too long or short?
Plays with you, and we get profit.
If you get bored with one, take a closer look
Shake the kitty, beckon another,
Beckon!

B o b l i h a

And I get gifts again.

B o b l

And I want some honey and a brew with a tuft.
What a day, then a feast, what a morning, then a hangover, -
This is the most legitimate life!

Snow Maiden

My problem is that there is no affection in me.
Everyone interprets what love is in the world,
That a girl cannot escape love;
But I don’t know love; What a word
"Dear friend" and what is "darling"
I don't know. And tears of separation,
And joy when meeting a dear friend
I saw the girls; where from
They take both laughter and tears, - really,
The Snow Maiden cannot figure it out.

B o b l

There is no trouble here that you don’t know love,
Perhaps it's better that way.

B o b l i h a

That's true!
A poor man will fall in love with sin, and may
All my life, like me and Bakula Bobyl.

B o b l

The guys are still not nice to you -
And caress everyone equally; yes at your leisure -
Look out for which one is richer
Yes, he himself is big, without elders, without a family.
And if you look, you'll get married.
Yes, lead the way so that Bobyl Bakula
To live on bread, in honor of the son-in-law.

B o b l i h a

mother-in-law
To be the mistress of the house and of you.

Snow Maiden

If it's true that the girl won't escape
It's time for love and tears for dear ones, wait,
She will come.

B o b l

Well, girl.

Behind the stage is a shepherd's horn.

B o b l i h a

Chu, horn!
The shepherd brought the cattle. There are none of our own
At least I’ll admire other people’s cows.
(Leaves.)

Lel and one of the Slobozhan Berendeys enter and approach
to Murash's hut. Murash leaves the porch.

PHENOMENA SECOND

Bobyl, Snow Maiden, Lel, Murash, Berendey.

B r e n d e y

Where should we take him? It's our turn.

Murash

I do not need.

B r e n d e y

And it’s not my self-interest.

Murash

And there's Bobyl! Let's take him to him!

L e l l
(bowing low)

Yes you,
Dear ones, as if from the plague,
Are you being buried from the shepherd?

Murash

Come on,
Deceive others with bows,
And we, my friend, know you quite well,
What is taken care of is intact, they say.

They approach Bobyl.

B r e n d e y
(Lelyu)

Go to him, spend the night with Bobyl!

B o b l

What is my opportunity? What you?
I forgot or no, that it was decided by peace
Free me from all burdens,
Because of my orphan poverty? What you!

Murash

There is no charge for you, send it, wait!

B o b l

Would you like dinner? Without eating myself
What a day, feed the shepherd!

Murash

There’s no mention of dinner, we’ll feed you;
As for your overnight stay, there is no loss for you.

B o b l

Is it possible to free me, brothers?

L e l l
(bowing)

Uncle,
Let me in!

B o b l

Divi would have spared the bread,
And it won’t last anywhere with you.

B r e n d e y

Yes, you see, this is what happened here:
It’s doubtful to let Lelya in, - daughter
Of age, of marriageable age to a matchmaker.
(Pointing to Murash.)

B o b l

The matchmaker has a daughter, what about you?

Murash
(pointing to Berendey)

Wife
Beautiful, but sometimes cowardly.
Deliver us from Lelya and ancestors,
Let us take our turn. We'll pay
It seems that you don’t mind the ruble.

B o b l

And there is a reason
Well, that's it, friend, I have cabbage too,
Letting the goat go is no profit for me either.

Murash

Full,
What do you have to fear? Do not like
Snow Maiden on our women and girls.

B o b l

Wherever you go, stay, Lel.

Murash

Thank you,
We'll negotiate, we won't stand, we'll pay.

Murash and Berendey leave.

L e l l
(To Bobyl)

For the affectionate welcome, for the warm corner
The shepherd will pay you with a kind word
Yes, songs. Will you order me to sing, uncle?

B o b l

I'm not too greedy for songs, girls
The fun is sweet, but Bobyl
Bucket jug of sweetened, egg wash
Put it on the table, you'll be a friend. If you want
Play and sing to the Snow Maiden; but for nothing
Don’t waste frivolous words, be stingy with affection.
She has love and affection for the rich,
And to the shepherd: “thank you and goodbye!”
(Leaves.)

PHENOMENA THIRD

Snow Maiden, Lel.

Will you order me to sing?

Snow Maiden

I don't dare give orders
I ask you humbly. Listen to songs
One of my joys. If you want,
No problem for you, binge drinking! And for the service
I'm ready to serve myself. I'll cover it
Maple table with a fly, I will stand
Ask you to eat some bread and salt,
I bow, I will treat you; and tomorrow
I'll wake you up at sunrise.

I'm not worth your bows.

Snow Maiden

With what
Pay you for songs?

With kind words,
Friendly.

Snow Maiden

What kind of fee is this?
I'm friendly with everyone.

For the songs
I'm not expecting payment. Shepherd boy
The wretched one will be loved for the song
Be gentle when they kiss you.

Snow Maiden

Do you sing songs for a kiss? Isn't it
Is he so expensive? When we meet, when we say goodbye
I kiss everyone - kisses
The same words: “farewell” and “hello”!
You sing a song for a girl, it pays
She will only give you a kiss; how come
She's not ashamed to pay so cheaply,
To deceive the handsome Lelya!
Don't sing for them, for the girls, they don't know
Prices for your cheerful songs. I
I consider them more valuable than kisses
And I won’t kiss you, Lel.

Pick a flower from the grass and give it as a gift
For a song, that's enough for me.

Snow Maiden

Are you kidding?
You laugh. What do you need a flower for?
But you need it, and you can pick it yourself.

Flower
It’s not important, but the gift is dear to me
Snow Maidens.

Snow Maiden

Why such speeches?
Why are you deceiving me, Lel?
Does it really matter where you get the flower?
You sniff it and throw it away.

You will see,
Give it to me!

Snow Maiden
(giving a flower)

On a prominent place
I'll stick him. Let the girls watch. They will ask
Where I got it from, I’ll tell you what you gave.
(Sings.)
Strawberry-berry
It grew under a bush;
Orphan girl
Born on the mountain
Lado, my Lado!
Strawberry-berry,
Ripe without heat,
Orphan girl
I grew up without supervision,
Lado, my Lado!
Strawberry-berry
Without warming up he will freeze,
Orphan girl
Without hello it will dry out.
Lado, my Lado!

The Snow Maiden, almost crying, puts her hand
on Lelya's shoulder. Lel suddenly starts singing cheerfully:

As the forest rustles through the forest,
Behind the forest the shepherd sings,
My expanse!
My Elnichek, Elnichek,
My frequent birch tree,
My pleasure!
Through frequent bushes,
Along a small path
The girl is running.
Oh, he’s running, he’s in a hurry,
He carries two wreaths with him -
For myself and for him.
My icy well,
Through mosses and marshes
Don't spill the water.
Don't interfere along the paths
Along the trail stitches
The girl should run.
Don't make noise, green forest,
Don't hesitate, pine trees,
In a clean forest!
Don't swing, bushes,
Don't bother the girl
Two words to say.

Two girls beckon Lelya from afar. He takes out a flower
given by the Snow Maiden, and leaves and goes to the girls.

Snow Maiden

Where are you running? Why are you throwing the flower?

What do I need your wilted flower for?
Where am I running? Look, there's a bird sitting over there
On a tree! Sings a little
And flies away; will you hold her?
There, you see, they are waiting for me and beckoning with their hand.
Let's run, joke, laugh,
Let's whisper under the tyn,
From angry mothers on the sly.
(Leaves.)

SCENE FOUR

The Snow Maiden is alone.

Snow Maiden

How painful it is here, how heavy my heart has become!
With a heavy insult, like a stone,
A flower crushed by Lelem fell on my heart
And abandoned. And it's like I do too
Abandoned and abandoned, withered
From his mocking words. To others
The shepherd is running; they are dearer to him;
Their laughter is louder, their speech is warmer,
They are more amenable to a kiss;
They put their hands on his shoulders, straight
They look into your eyes and boldly, in front of the people,
They freeze in Lel's embrace.
There is fun and joy there.
(Listens.)
Chu! laugh.
And I stand and almost cry with grief,
I'm annoyed that Lel left me.
How can you blame him! Where is it more fun?
That's where his heart pulls him. Right
Handsome Lel. Run to where they love
Look for love, you are worth it. Heart
Snow Maidens, cold for everyone,
And it won’t be filled with love for you.
But why am I offended, annoyed?
Squeezing his chest, languorously and sadly
Look at you, look at your joy,
Happy shepherd's girlfriends?
Father Frost, you offended the Snow Maiden.
But I’ll fix the matter: between the trinkets,
Beautiful beads, cheap rings
I’ll take some from Mother Spring,
A little warmth from the heart,
So that your heart just warms up a little.

Malusha, Radushka, Baby appear on the street,
Brusilo, Kurilka, Lel and other guys and girls,
then Kupava. The guys bow to the girls.

SCENE FIFTH

Snegurochka, Kupava, Malusha, Radushka, Baby,
Brusilo, Smoking Room, Lel and Berendey.

Baby
(to the guys)

Leave us! Go and get some hair
To your Snow Maiden!

Radushka
(Brusil)

Don't come near
Your shameless eyes!

B r u s i l o

How long
It’s languishing for us, tell us!

KURILKA

Decide
At least something!

Radushka

Go to the Snow Maiden!
They changed their cherished friends once
There is no faith in the new one.

Baby

Find
Better than us, since we are not good.

B r u s i l o

And if the new bribe makes things smoother for us,
Where then?

Radushka

Don't cry about you.

B r u s i l o

They already repented; It’s not a time to grovel;
It's time to forget about the old things.

Radushka

Not suddenly
We'll forget, don't wait.
(To Malouche.)
Directly
They laugh in your eyes, take you out
Zealous from the white chest, after
And they fawn like good little timids:
Like, it will pass as if nothing happened,
It will be forgotten.

Baby

We will never forget.

B r u s i l o

We submit, we confess,
But we don’t see pity above us.

Radushka

Die in my eyes, and I won’t regret it.

B r u s i l o

The whole thing is separate and in two.

KURILKA

Aw!
Even the howl of a wolf.

B r u s i l o

And apart, so apart; and themselves
They miss us for the world
They will stretch.

Radushka

The blind man said: Let's see.

Girls and boys go their separate ways.

K u p a v a
(approaching the Snow Maiden)

Snow Maiden, you’re standing alone, poor thing!
The guys left you, they forgot,
At least Lelya would caress.

Snow Maiden

Lel doesn't like
He's bored with me, he needs fun,
Hot caresses, but I’m shy.

K u p a v a

I,
Snow Maiden, how happy I am!
I can’t find a place for joy,
That's how I would go to everyone's neck
And she rushed over and told me about joy,
Yes, not everyone wants to listen. Listen,
Snow Maiden, rejoice with me!
I picked flowers on Krasnaya Gorka,
A fine fellow comes towards me from the forest,
Handsome, ruddy, chubby,
Red and curly, like a poppy flower.
Judge for yourself, not a heart of stone,
You can't live without your sweetheart, you have to
Loving someone is not enough.
It's better to have a handsome man than a bad one.
Of course, out of girlish modesty,
Trying zealous heart
Hold a little; well, but still
You will not be saved at any time. Boy
Handsome, promises to marry,
Yes, so fast, yes so fast, that, really,
It will completely spin you, you won’t be able to collect your mind.
Well, how... is it too long, or short,
But we just became friends. He's rich
Father's son, named Mizgir,
Trade guest from Tsar's Posad.
My parents, of course, are happy
My destiny; and that's what he swore
On Yarilin's day, at sunrise,
Exchange wreaths in the eyes of the king
And take me as your wife, then goodbye.
In his house, in the large royal estate,
In all appearances, a rich housewife
I'll indulge. Today is my Mizgir
He will come to our settlement to get to know each other
With girls and boys. You'll see
Rejoice with me!

The Snow Maiden kisses her.

Let's have some fun.
Let's go do laps on Krasnaya Gorka.
Yes, here he is!
(Runs and hides between the girls.)

Mizgir enters, followed by two servants with bags.
The Snow Maiden is spinning.

SCENE SIX

Snegurochka, Kupava, Malusha, Radushka, Mizgir,
Baby, Brusilo, Smoking Room, Lel, Mizgir’s servants
and Berendeys.

K u p a v a

Darling maidens,
The destroyer of maiden beauty has come,
With girlfriends, with relatives, a separator.
Don't give your girlfriend away, bury her!
But hand him over for a great ransom.

Mizgir
(bowing politely)

Beautiful girls, between you
Isn't the beautiful Kupava hiding?

Radushka

Beauty Kupava for us girls,
We need it ourselves. Give it away, there will be no one to deal with
Driving in circles and sitting in the evenings,
And talk about girlish secrets.

Mizgir

But I need it more. I walk alone
There is no mistress: to whom do I give gold?
Will I give you the keys to the forged caskets?

Radushka
(to girls)

Should I give it away or not?

Baby

Don't give up your girlfriend
We haven’t finished singing the songs yet,
And we didn’t finish the game with her.

Mizgir

Beauties, you need a girlfriend,
And I need it more than that. Orphan cause
Who caress me, cherish me, undead,
Who should comb and groom Russian hair?

Radushka

Should I give it away to my girlfriend?

Baby

Is it a ransom
The Great One will give.

Radushka

A ruble or a half,
It’s a pity for the ruble, even if it’s a gold hryvnia
Give us the girls, we'll give Kupava away.

Mizgir

I don’t regret a hryvnia or a half for you,
It’s not a pity to give a ruble to the girls.
(Takes money from the servant’s bag and gives it to the girls.)
Nuts for you and printed gingerbread
The ship has arrived.
(Hands over a bag of nuts and gingerbread.)

The guys surround Kupava.

Baby

You won’t suddenly take Kupava.
We won't give it back without a ransom. Guys,
Stand tall! Don't give it away for free!
Otherwise they will take all our girls,
But we ourselves lack enough in the settlement.

Mizgir

I greet the girls with affection and greetings,
And with you I will speak differently;
I’ll pour some for you - let’s get some Berendeyka -
Two handfuls, and the conversation is short.

The kid holds up his Berendeyka hat, Mizgir pours
two handfuls and takes Kupava.

K u p a v a

Heart friend, your maiden will,
Girlfriends, relatives, dear friend
I took over; don't deceive Kupava,
Don't destroy a girl's heart.

They leave and sit on the porch of Murash’s hut.

B r u s i l o

However, Mizgir laughs in our eyes.
Well, brothers, it’s a pity he didn’t attack me!
You won't be able to talk to me much.
I wouldn't tolerate hurtful words
Your guys to a stranger
I wouldn't give it away for ridicule.

Baby

Oh?
What would you do?

B r u s i l o

No match for you.
It seems...

(Rolls up his sleeves.)

Baby

Get started and we'll see.

B r u s i l o

I'm cool and heavy on my hands.
It’s better if you tie me up, brothers,
So that there is no trouble.

Baby

Look,
If you poke your head in, don’t back away.

B r u s i l o

Impossible,
I'll treat you to the unbeaten ones from the settlement
I won't let you out. Smoking room, pick it up!

KURILKA
(Mizgiryu)

Hey you, Mizgir, listen, brother, guys
Offended.

Mizgir
(gets up from the porch)

KURILKA

To be rude.

Mizgir

KURILKA

That's right.

Mizgir
(approaching the Smoking Room)

Are you offended too?
Well, why are you silent?

KURILKA

Yes, I'm okay.

Mizgir

So go away; please send me smarter
Someone.

KURILKA

And I guess I'm a fool
In your opinion?

Mizgir

There is a fool.

KURILKA

Let's get to work
Brusilo is going to beat you.

Mizgir

Brusilo? Where? Which one is this? Tell me!
Give it to me!

Baby
(holds Brusil)

Where are you going? Wait!

Mizgir

Brusilo you! Come closer here!

B r u s i l o
(to the guys who push him)

That's enough for you!

(Mizgiryu.)

Don't listen, sir!
It is known that we fool around like this, for fun,
Between yourself.

Radushka

Oh, poor hero!
Yes, that's what you need.

Baby

Nothing for them!
In their eyes, strangers will take us too.

KURILKA

And we will go after strangers' girls.

Radushka

And we forgot to think about you.

The girls and boys go apart.

K u p a v a
(to the guys)

Aren't you ashamed? To the Slobozhanka girl
The groom has arrived, he needs to be greeted;
And you are ready to get into abuse and fight.

Baby

The ignition beam is here.

B r u s i l o

Disorder -
Let strangers into the settlement. Sami
Wake up, we'll be left without girls,
They would have been able to take Kupava without him.

K u p a v a

If only you could, but I can’t
Loving you, that's grief.

(To girls.)

Start singing,
Friends, turn up the fun!
Let's go to the meadow and start a circle!

The girls sing: “Oh, there’s a little lip in the field” - and leave;
the guys are behind them, at a distance. Lel sits down next to
The Snow Maiden entwines the horn with birch bark. Kupava with
Mizgirem approaches the Snow Maiden.

K u p a v a

Snow Maiden, amuse your girlfriend
For the last time, the last time, let's go
Drive in circles, play on the Red Hill.
I won’t have long to frolic and have fun,
The last day of my maiden freedom,
Snow Maiden, the last one.

Snow Maiden

I, Kupava,
I’ll go with you, we’ll take Lelya too. Yarn
I'll take it home and run after you.

(He goes into the hut.)

K u p a v a
(Mizgiryu)

Heart friend, let's go! They'll catch up.

Mizgir

Wait, wait!

K u p a v a

Girls outside the settlement
The regiment stands and waits.

Mizgir

Your girlfriend
Snow Maiden; and what does Lel have to do with you?

The Snow Maiden comes out, followed by Bobyl and Bobylikha.

SCENE SEVEN

Snegurochka, Kupava, Mizgir, Lel, Bobyl, Bobylikha.

K u p a v a

The Snow Maiden will be bored without Lelya.

Mizgir

Is it true? Wouldn't it be more fun?
Should Snow Maiden come with me?

K u p a v a

Mizgir

Just take Lelya.

K u p a v a

How about it, honey?
After all, I am yours, yours; one grave
Will separate us.

Mizgir

Will you go or not?
And I'll stay here.

B o b l

We humbly ask.

K u p a v a

Cover with quicksand first
My eyes are like a heavy heart
Crush it near poor Kupava,
Then take another one. Eyes to see
There will be no homewreckers, evil grief
A jealous heart doesn't smell it.
Snow Maiden, envious one, give it back
Back, buddy!

Snow Maiden

Dear friend,
And you, her friend, leave us.
Your words are offensive and painful to listen to.
The Snow Maiden is a stranger to you. Farewell!
You don’t boast about your happiness before us,
Don't blame me for envy!

(Wants to go.)

Mizgir
(holds her)

Snow Maiden, stay! Who's the lucky one
Your lover?

Snow Maiden

Mizgir

That's how I will be.

Look there, Kupava! You see, the sun
In the west, in the rays of the evening dawn,
Drowning in purple fog!
Will it come back?

K u p a v a

For the Sun
No refund.

Mizgir

And for the love that has gone out
No return, Kupava.

K u p a v a

Woe, woe!
My dear friends, come back!

(Runs away.)

Mizgir

Love me, Snow Maiden! Gifts
I will shower your beauty with priceless ones
Priceless.

Snow Maiden

You can't buy my love.

Mizgir

And I will give my life in addition. Servants,
Bring my treasury!

B o b l i h a
(Snow Maiden)

Are you crazy
Great, don’t you dare refuse!

B o b l

They're dragging bags, Snow Maiden, remember
Parents!

B o b l i h a

They wouldn't have passed by.
And so the kika danced in my eyes
Horned with rounded pearls.

Snow Maiden

Collect tribute, envious people,
With your friend's misfortune, get rich
My shame. Don't complain, I agree
Pretend for your profits.

B o b l

I would treat a guest, but I don’t know
What to serve: honeycombs, honey
standing silver foot,
Should I have a honey mat and some mash?

Mizgir

Whatever you don't regret, give it.

B o b l

Have mercy,
Am I sorry? What do you want?

Mizgir

Give me some honey!

B o b l

Which one do you like:
Raspberry al cherry, ginger?

Mizgir

Some kind.

B o b l

And enough of everything
Not with us, but with our neighbors. Do you believe
Roll the ball - not a crust of bread in the house,
Not a grain in the hole, not a penny
Bobyl doesn't have any iron in his purse.

Mizgir

Take the bag, old man, it will be a deposit
For your daughter.

B o b l

Take me to the hut, old woman,
Work on him! Humbly give thanks!
Now we'll get some honey and brew,
I'll treat you and get drunk myself.

Mizgir

Give the treasury, so you know for what. Lelya
Stay away, otherwise we'll get into trouble.
Let's quarrel, old man.

B o b l

Is this the case?
To quarrel! Is Lel great, have mercy!
Yes, as you wish, so it will be, -
If you tell me to drive you away, we will drive you away.

Mizgir

B o b l

Snow Maiden! The guest didn't like it
That Lel is sticking out before my eyes. Daughter,
Tell him to walk around
Oh yeah, I walked around
Bobylsky yard! And huddle around the hut
There’s no reason, my dear friend, that’s it!

Snow Maiden

Farewell!

Snow Maiden

What did you cry about? These tears
Tell me about what!

When you cry yourself,
You will find out what people cry about.

(Leaves.)

Mizgir
(hugging Snow Maiden)

You don't know the price of your beauty.
I walked around the world as a trade guest,
To the colorful bazaars of Muslims
Dropped by; beauties from all sides
Armenians and seamen are taking there
Robbers, but such beauty
I have never met anyone in the world.

Kupava enters with girls and boys.
Murash leaves the porch.

SCENE EIGHTH

Snegurochka, Mizgir, Bobyl, Lel, Kupava,
Murash, Radushka, Malusha, Baby, Brusilo,
Smoking room, Berendeys and Berendeys.

K u p a v a

My dear friends, look!
Father, look, your Kupava is in tears!
Melancholy is choking her by the throat, dry
Her lips are hot; and he -
With a homewrecker, cheerful, right in the eyes
He stares, looks, can’t see enough.

Murash

How can that be?

Baby

Wonderful, guys.

Radushka

He offended Kupava bloodily.

Baby

Everyone,
Offended all the girls.

Murash

Such a thing
Unheard of among honest Berendeys.

K u p a v a

Say, villains, in front of all the honest people,
Then did you deceive Kupava,
When did you swear your love to her? Or really
I loved her and now I deceived her,
Staring with unsatisfied eyes
On new loot? Speak!

Mizgir

What are the words for? There is no pointer for the heart.
You'll take a lot of crazy oaths
In the heat of love, there are many promises;
Will you really remember them later? Vows
You think with chains, I think with words,
I don’t remember them, and I don’t knit my heart:
He is free to love and unlove;
I loved you, now I love someone else,
Snow Maiden.

Radushka

It's a shame for the Berendeys
To hear such speech from Berendey.

B r u s i l o

What else! It can't get any worse.

Murash

I've been living for a long time, and the old order
Quite well known to me. Berendey,
Beloved by the gods, they lived honestly.
Without fear, we entrusted our daughter to the guy,
A wreath for us is a guarantee of their love
And loyalty to death. And never once
The wreath was not desecrated by treason,
And the girls knew no deception,
They knew no resentment.

Radushka

Everyone is offended,
Offense to all Berendey girls!

K u p a v a

Why did you stop loving Kupava?

Mizgir

What is most precious to a lover is modesty
And the girl’s timid glance;
Sam-friend, she, left with her sweetheart, is looking for
As if where to protect yourself with your gaze.
Shy eyes are drooping,
Covered with eyelashes; only furtively
A tenderly pleading gaze flashes through them.
He holds his friend jealously with one hand,
The other one pushes him away.
And you loved me without looking back,
She hugged me with both hands
And she looked cheerful.

K u p a v a

Ah, the insult!

Mizgir

And I thought, seeing your shamelessness,
That you are replacing me with someone else.

K u p a v a

Ahah! Father, dear ones, intercede!

Everyone stands amazed.

Is there no protection for Kupava?

Everyone is silent. Kupava, raising his hands, addresses the beekeeper:

Bees, bees!
Winged ones, fly in an ardent swarm,
Leave the honeycomb and drink it in
In shameless eyes! Didn't stutter
His tongue, his throat didn't choke
To say that I am a girl without shame,
And shame your relatives. Cover up
His face and dog-like look are a liar!

(Addressing the hop grower.)

Khmelinushko, stamen blade,
You climbed high on the perch,
You hung your pine cones wide.

(Kneels down.)

I pray to you, curly ardent hop,
Laugh him, the mocker, ridicule
Over the girl! At long tables
Dubov, during an intelligent conversation,
Among the guests of honor, gray hair,
Put him, the deceiver, the ignorant
An uncouth and complete fool.
He'll go home with his head so drunk
Hit the standing tire, straight into the puddle
Drop his shameless face!
Oh little river, icy water,
Deep, flowing, cover
My melancholy and along with my fierce grief
Drown your zealous heart!

(Runs to the river, Lel holds her,
almost emotionless.)

Why drown a zealous heart!
The melancholy will pass, and the heart will come to life.

Murash

Intercessor for deceived girls
Great king. Ask the king, Kupava.

Berendey is the intercessor for all orphans.

K u p a v a

You are disgusting, you are a hateful person!

(Falls into Lelya’s arms.)

Murash

You received a curse from Kupava.
Do not wait long for the fatal wrath
From righteously punishing gods.

ACT TWO

Tsar Berendey.
Bermyata, a nearby boyar.
Elena the Beautiful, his wife.
Snow Maiden.
Kupava.
Bobyl.
Bobylikha.
Mizgir.
Lel.
Boyars, Boyars, Guslars, Blind, Buffoons,
Youths, Biryuchi, Berendeyim of every rank, both fell.

Open entryway in the palace of Tsar Berendey; in the depths, behind the chiseled
balusters of transitions, the tops of the garden trees are visible, wooden
carved towers and towers.

SCENE ONE

Tsar Berendey sits on a golden chair, paints
one of the pillars. Two buffoons are sitting on the floor at the king’s feet;
a little further away are blind guslars with harps; at crossings
and the royal youths stand at the door.

GUSLARYS (singing)

Prophetic, sonorous strings rumble
Loud glory to Tsar Berendey.
Let us lower our dimmed eyes.
Nights
Dawnless darkness surrounded them forever,
With a sighted thought, let's look around with a prowling mind
Close neighbors are the surrounding kingdoms.
What rings to me at dawn from afar?
I hear trumpets and the neighing of horses,
The paths groan dully under the hooves.
Drowning
In the gray mists there are steel helmets,
The ringed armor rings loudly,
Awakening bird flocks across the steppes.
The bows are tense, the bows are open,
Scarlet banners plow in the wind,
The army jumps across the field early.
Crying
Wives on the walls and high towers:
We will no longer see our dear ones,
Darlings are dying in an unknown field.
The hail is groaning, the fields are trampled...
From morning to night and from night to light
Rattai prowl around like black corvids.
Pimples
Arrows rain on blued shields,
Swords rattle on steel helmets,
Sulitsa pierce the armor.
Obtaining honor and glory for princes,
The squads of the squads are breaking and driving away,
They trample with komons, they hit you with spears.
Lick
Forest animals, bloody corpses,
Birds covered the beaten with their wings,
The trees and grass drooped.
Merry towns in the land of the Berendeys,
Joyful songs through the groves and valleys,
Berendya's power is red in the world.
Glory
To the guardian of peace forever!
The accordion strings will not stop rattling
Glory to Berendey's golden table.

The king thanks the blind men with a sign and they are taken away.

1st buffoon

Why is this king, why, tell me, is it appropriate?
At the bottom of the post he writes a cow's leg.

2nd buffoon

Are you blind? Where is she, the cow?

1st buffoon

Which one?

2nd buffoon

Which! You see: a dog.

1st buffoon

Cow, jester.

2nd buffoon

Ay, dog.

1st buffoon

An, cow,
With hooves.

2nd buffoon

Yes dog.

1st buffoon

You yourself are a dog,
Dog nose.

2nd buffoon

And you are a cow.

1st buffoon

So I'll gore you with my horns!

2nd buffoon

And I will bite you with my teeth!

They get to their feet and disperse, preparing to fight with their fists.

Take your place, you!

The buffoons sit down.

Neither dog nor cow,
And the strong leg of the bay aurochs.
The ward letter makes sense.
Decorated with heavenly circles
Subscribers in the wards ceilings
Tall; in the narrow walls they write,
Joy for the eyes, azure flowers
Between the green grasses; and turii
Powerful and sinewy legs
On the lintels of doors and stoves,
The feet of straight pillars, on which
A heavy mother's load rests.
On the eve, so that the guests have more fun
They entered the house, the scribes painted
People like you, jesters and fools.
Well, do you understand, fools?

1st buffoon

Tell me which one
The dumber of the two of us.

2nd buffoon

Here's the challenge!
A simple mind cannot figure it out.

It's nice to try on someone else's mind with your own,
Take by measure and by weight; stupidity to measure -
It is in vain to waste labor.

Bermyata enters.

Get out!

The buffoons leave.

PHENOMENA SECOND

Tsar Berendey, Bermyata.

B e r m i t a

Great king of happy Berendeys,
Live forever! From a joyful morning,
From your subjects and from me
Hello to you! In your vast kingdom
As long as everything is fine.

Is it true?

B e r m i t a

Truly.

I don’t believe it, Bermyata.
There is a noticeable ease in your judgments.
More than once to you both by word and decree
It is ordered, and I repeat again,
So that you look deeper at things, into the essence
I tried to penetrate them into the depths.
You can’t easily, fluttering like a moth,
Touch only the surface of objects:
Superficiality is a vice in honorable persons,
Placed high above the people.
Don't think that everything is fine,
When people are not hungry, they do not wander
With knapsacks, he doesn’t rob on the roads.
Don't think that if there are no murders
And theft...

B e r m i t a

They steal a little.

And do you catch it?

B e r m i t a

Why catch them?
Lose your work? Let them steal for themselves
Someday they will get caught; by virtue of
Popular proverbs: “How much does a thief
Neither stealing nor escaping the whip."

Of course, the sin of wrongful acquisition
Not very big in detail
Comparatively, but still not a hindrance
Eradicate it. Let's not shy away
From the main subject of conversation.
Well-being is a great word!
I haven’t seen him among the people for a long time,
I haven't seen you for fifteen years. Our summer
Short, shorter from year to year
It's getting colder in spring -
Foggy, damp, like autumn,
Sad. Until half summer
The snow lies in ravines and ice fields,
Fogs creep out of them in the morning,
And in the evening the evil sisters come out -
Shaking and pale kumokhs.
And wander around the villages, breaking
Chilling people. Recently we were walking
With your wife, Beautiful Elena,
My garden is shady. Under the bushes
Hiding from the watchful eyes of gardeners,
A melted piece of ice was lurking;
Carefree, like children, we joked,
We frolicked with the Beautiful Elena;
But the chill, hanging in a thin stream,
He touched her beautiful face;
And suddenly the crimson lips swollen
And the right rosy cheek,
The mountain became a mountain, instantly distorted
A smile from honeyed lips. No, Bermyata,
Not all is well with us, friend.
Fifteen years doesn't seem like Yarilo
To our call, when, meeting the Sun,
On the great day of Yarilin, we are in vain
We cry out to him in a crowd of ten thousand
And we glorify his greatness with songs.
Yarilo is angry with us.

B e r m i t a

Wise king
Why should he be angry?

There is a reason.
In the hearts of people I noticed that I was cooling
Considerable; fervor of love
I haven’t seen the Berendeys for a long time.
The service of beauty has disappeared in them;
I don’t see the youth’s eyes,
Moistened with enchanting passion;
I don’t see maidens who are thoughtful, deeply
Sighing. In front of the eyes with a cloud
There is no sublime melancholy of love,
But we see completely different passions:
Vanity, envy of other people's outfits
And so on. The married are cooling off
More noticeable: on wives, beauties
Outlandish, with falcon eyes,
To the lush swan whiteness
Elastic shoulders - Berendey spouses,
They are sleepy and look indifferent.
I wish I could... oh, old age, old age! Where are you
Past fun years
Hot feelings and frequent hobbies?
Wonderful things love sickness
Created in my soul: both kind and gentle
There was a happy Berendey then,
And ready to embrace anyone
Open. Now both old and gray,
But I still don’t understand whether it’s possible
Be cold, remain dispassionate
At the sight of rosy, full-breasted wives.
But let's not shy away,
Let's go back to what we were before. And the wives!
You can't say that you lost it completely
Ardent affection for husbands,
But still marital fidelity
I lost a little, so to speak,
Its inviolability and certainty.
In short, friend, cool your heart
Everywhere, - hearts have grown cold,
And here is the answer to our misfortunes
And the cold: for the cold of our feelings
And Yarilo-Sun is angry with us
And he takes revenge with the cold. It's clear?

B e r m i t a

Understand,
Great king, but I’m burning to help
I don't see any funds.

But there must be funds.
Think about it, Bermyata!

B e r m i t a

Wise king
Issue a decree so that wives will be faithful,
Husbands looked at their beauty more tenderly,
The guys should all be in full force
Madly in love with their brides,
And the girls are thoughtful and languid...
Well, in a word, as they want, if only they were
Lovers.

A very simple way
Can we expect any benefit?

B e r m i t a

Why then the decrees?

B e r m i t a

Before the Sun
Cleaning for us: it was ordered, they say,
They don’t listen, it’s their fault, they can’t
Assign a watchman to everyone.

It’s not a stupid idea, but it’s inappropriate.
Prayers only soften the wrath of the gods
And victims. Tormented by insomnia,
I thought about it all night, until the morning,
And that's where I stopped: tomorrow,
On Yarilin's day, in a reserved forest,
By dawn the Berendeys will gather.
We order you to gather what is in my people,
Girls-brides and boys-grooms
And all at once an indissoluble union
Let's connect as soon as the sun shines
Ruddy rays on green
Tree tops And then let them merge
In a single cry of greetings to meet the Sun
And the wedding solemn song.
There is no sacrifice more pleasing to Yarila!

B e r m i t a

Wise,
Great king, no matter how cheerful,
Such a meeting with the Sun is not joyful,
It’s just a pity that it’s impossible.

What?
What can't you do, Bermyata? Impossible
Fulfill what the king wants?
Are you sane?

B e r m i t a

Don't be angry! Brides
We quarreled to the point of fighting with the suitors.
Where to get married! To a fathom of the flywheel
You won't let each other down.

B e r m i t a

Somewhere in the Zarechenskaya settlement
The Snow Maiden recently showed up. It’s just hands apart!

Firstly, I don't believe it, and secondly,
Maybe you're right, then try
Settle everyone and reconcile before tomorrow.
My decision is irreplaceable.

The boy enters.

O trok

The girl is red
Begging, crowding
Contribute to the petitioner.

Is it for girls?
Entries are reserved
Are the doors closed?

The youth introduces Kupava.

PHENOMENA THIRD

Tsar Berendey, Bermyata, Kupava, youth

K u p a v a
(bowing)

Father, bright king!

Tsar
(lifting her up tenderly)

Tell me, I'm listening!

K u p a v a

Father, bright king,
Is this the way it is?
Where is this written?
Where is it shown?
Taking my heart out...
(Cries.)

Tell me, I'm listening.

K u p a v a

Having taken out my heart,
Knocked out my soul,
Girlish caress
Having strained enough,
Having boasted enough,
a girl in public
Called her shameless.

I hear, girl,
Tearful complaint
I can hear grief
The truth seems to be
That's all right, my dear.
Little by little.
Say it in a row
What happened and how
Why are you offended?
Disgraced by whom!

K u p a v a
(crying)

Should I say, bright king?

Tell me, smart girl!

K u p a v a

Spring time
Holidays are frequent
You're wandering around, walking,
Through the meadow, through the forest,
How long will it take to meet?
How long will it take to get acquainted?
A girl with guys?
So I met.
How long will it take to meet?
How long will it take to get acquainted?
A girl with guys?
So I met.

Who did you meet?
Who did you meet?

K u p a v a

Met a young man
Trade rank,
Mizgiryevo family.

I know, beautiful.

K u p a v a
(crying)

Should I say, bright king?

Tell me, tell me!

K u p a v a

Let me ask you,
Father, bright king:
Should I listen to oaths?
Should I believe in conscience?
Ali is already in people
Should I believe it at all?

How can you not believe it?
Cute girl!
What is the cost of light?
Truth and conscience
It just holds on.

K u p a v a
(crying)

I believed it.
Should I say, bright king?

Tell me, smart girl!

K u p a v a

Let me ask again!
The guy will like you
The guy will fall in love
Do you think you'll live forever?
In happiness and in joy;
The guy is kind
Should I love him?

Yes, beauty.

K u p a v a
(crying)

So I did.
Should I say, bright king?

Tell me, tell me!

K u p a v a

I forgot everyone
Dear father,
Close and relatives,
Dear girlfriends,
Fun games
Treasured speeches.
I know, I just remember
Dear friend.
When we meet, we kiss,
Let's sit down, hug,
Let's stare into your eyes,
Let's look and admire.
Father, bright king,
Apparently it's human
Happiness doesn't last long.
We decided to go into the forest,
Took girlfriends
The name was Snegurochka.
He just saw
Evil homewrecker
He looked up like a kite,
He rushed like a falcon,
Near the homewrecker
Curls, caresses,
He persecutes and shames me,
Faithful, the same.
He himself bowed,
Cried, begged
A girl's heart
He himself reproaches and scolds:
a girl in public
Called me shameless...

A poor girl!
They touch your heart
Simple speeches
True grief.

K u p a v a

I listened, I listened,
I didn’t see the light,
The legs are frisky
Mown evenly,
So I’m falling in a sheaf,
Do you believe, bright king,
So I'm falling
Just look now, -
So that's exactly it
It hit the ground and crashed.
(She wants to fall, the king supports her.)

Beauty, believe me, if there were thunder
Among the clear, cloudless sky
Peals suddenly thundered,
I wouldn't be as amazed as I am
To your ingenuous words. Laugh
Over the abandoned girl, over the heart,
Childishly gullible! Terrible!
Unheard of, Bermyata! Scary to believe!
Minions, search around the area
Criminal; put Mizgir
To the court of kings.

The henchmen leave.

Heralds, on the towers
Call people from markets and trades
To the royal court, to the royal terrible court,
And to call the cry politely, honestly, smoothly,
So that to each according to their rank there will be greatness,
There was honor in rank and years.
Yes, bow more often and lower!

The heralds run along the passages to the towers.

1st B i r u h
(shouting from the tower)

Sovereign's people:
Boyars, nobles,
Boyar children,
merry heads,
Wide beards!
Do you, nobles,
Greyhound dogs,
The slaves are barefoot!

2nd B i r u h
(from another tower)

Trade guests,
Beaver hats,
The backs of the heads are thick,
Thick beards
Wallets are tight!

1st B i r u h

Young ladies,
Father's daughters
Well done wives!
Are your husbands angry?
War gates,
Sewn sleeves,
The backs of their heads are broken.

2nd B i r u h

Deacons, clerks,
The boys are hot
Your job is to drag and reap,
Yes, hold your hand with a hook.

1st B i r u h

Old old people
Honest men
Underground residents,
Women's servants!

2nd B i r u h

Old old ladies
owl eyebrows,
bearish views,
Your job: to stir things up, to gossip,
Divorce my son and daughter-in-law.

1st B i r u h

Young fellows,
Daring daredevils,
Young green
Take a walk.
People for the cause
You are for idleness.
Your job is to look around the towers,
To lure girls out

2nd B i r u h

Red girls
Krinny pampered girls,
pot pests,
Your job is to polish your forehead,
Dragging the house apart
Bake cakes, bury them under the fence
Yes, feed the guys.

1st B i r u h

Listen, listen,
Sovereign's people
The Sovereign's will!
Go to the red gate
To the red royal court!
The veries are chiseled,
The gates are gilded.
From the red courtyard to the new entrance,
On frequent steps,
Through oak doors,
To the state chambers,
Court to judge, row to row.

They come down from the towers.

I love the play of mind and words:
Simple speech is harsh. Dresses are painted
Beautiful wives; high chambers
They are red with embellishments, and their speeches are garish,
Flow in harmony and a harmless joke.
Are people gathering?

O trok
(from transitions)

Coming in crowds
Great king.

Tsar
(Kupave)

Girl, don't worry!
Sadness darkens the living colors of faces.
Forgetful maiden grief, heart
Responsive: like in coal, under ashes
There is fire in him for a new passion.
Forget the offender! And for the insult
The avenger is the court and the king.

Beautiful Elena and
noblewomen; from external doors and from stairs -
people; between the people of Murash and Lel. Henchmen
Mizgir is brought in.

SCENE FOUR

Tsar Berendey, Bermyata, Beautiful Elena, Kupava,
Murash, Lel, Mizgir, the royal youths, the people.

Tsar
(Elena the Beautiful)

Hello to you,
The beauty of the palace, Beautiful Elena!

Beautiful Elena

Hello to you, great Berendey,
From wives and maidens, from young Berendeys,
From all the hearts that cherish love.

H o r n a r o d a

Hello to you, wise one,
Great Berendey,
Lord silver-haired,
Father of his land.
For the happiness of the people
Gods keep you
And freedom reigns
Under your scepter,
Lord silver-haired,
Father of his land.
Long live the wise one,
Great Berendey!

Tsar
(to the people)

Thank you! Is the drive to blame?

B e r m i t a

The culprit is here, humbly awaiting trial.

Tsar
(to the people)

Do you know his guilt?

People

Known.

Tsar
(Mizgiryu)

Are you to blame for your guilt?

Mizgir

His guilt is terrible, Berendeys.
For mercy, let's close our hearts
This time. Sorry to the villains
Threatens disaster: angry gods
His guilt will be brought down on us, punishment
It will fall on the Berendeys. Vengeance
The criminal is subdued by the threatening wrath.
Love is desecrated! good feeling
The great gift of nature, the happiness of life,
Its spring color! Bride's love
Scolded! Unraveling of the soul,
Opening for the first feelings, a flower
Fragrant innocence! Shame
And shame on my silver gray hairs!
What is Mizgir guilty of, tell me!

B e r m i t a

Make him marry the girl
Offended!

Murash

Make me beg for forgiveness
At her feet, and if she doesn’t want to,
Then punish with your thunderstorm.

Mizgir,
Do you want to make amends for your sin, Kupava?
Understand as a wife?

Mizgir

Mizgir has a bride -
Snow Maiden.

B e r m i t a

You can force him
Wise king.

Does not tolerate coercion
Open marriage.

Murash

Don't let him swear
To the offender! Ask Kupava first,
Does she want it herself?

K u p a v a

Great king, Kupava is looking for love.
I want to love him, but how do you love him?
They are offended and heartbroken;
There will be only hatred towards him until the grave
In my chest. I don't need it.

Honest people, worthy of the death penalty
His fault; but in our code
There are no bloody laws, let the gods
They execute him according to his crime,
And we are the people's court of Mizgir
We condemn you to eternal exile.
Get away from us, criminal, scoffer
The fervor of trusting love,
Instilled in us by nature and the gods.
Drive him away from every door,
From every dwelling where they are sacredly venerated
Honest old customs!
Drive him into the desert, into the forest! Animals -
Comrades after your own heart; heart
Animal life with animals, Mizgir!

Mizgir

I don’t say a word in defense;
But if you, great king, saw
Snow Maiden...

People

The Snow Maiden is coming!

The Snow Maiden enters, followed by Bobyl and Bobylikha, dressed
richly, in a great horned kitty.

SCENE FIFTH

Tsar Berendey, Bermyata, Beautiful Elena,
Kupava, Murash, Lel, Mizgir, Snegurochka,
Bobyl, Bobylikha, royal youths, people.

Snow Maiden
(looking around the palace)

What space, how clean everything is, how rich!
Look, mother! Azure flower -
Zhivehonek.

(Sits on the floor and examines the flower on the pole.)

B o b l i h a

Yes, you would bow
Forward everything! And they will bow to us,
After all, we are not the last either.

(He pushes the Snow Maiden with his elbow and speaks quietly.)

They're watching
For something?

Snow Maiden

They marvel and look.

B o b l i h a

Well, take a bow!

Snow Maiden

I forgot, don’t blame me!
Well, hello, honest Berendeys!

B o b l i h a

The nobles are standing, look! And kiki
Simpler, tea, mine?

Snow Maiden

Your horns.

B o b l i h a

Well, that’s it, let them watch and dry
Out of envy!

Snow Maiden
(pointing to the king)

And who is this? Kaftan
Patterned, gold trim
And a waist-deep gray beard.

B o b l i h a

Yes, this is the king.

Snow Maiden

Oh! Mom, it's scary
Snow Maiden. Let's go free.

B o b l

Come on
What a good speech she made!
For the first time Bakula Bobyl had to
Admire the royal chambers,
Get out! What bondage we have!
We'll indulge until they give us a break.

B o b l i h a

You are ignorant! You stare, your mouth open,
On the sides, and father, great
The wise king wonders: what a fool
She ran into the high mansions,
Uninvited. You are a village, a village!
Go to him, don't be afraid, he won't bite
Yes, bow lower!

Snow Maiden
(approaching the king, bows)

Hello, king!

Tsar
(takes her hand)

Mighty nature is full of wonders!
Scattering your gifts abundantly,
She plays whimsically: she will throw
In a swamp, in a forgotten corner
Under a bush, a pearl spring flower,
Thoughtfully bowed lily of the valley, splashing
On the whiteness of it with cold dust
Silver dew - and the flower breathes
The elusive scent of spring,
Captivating the eye and smell.

Snow Maiden

It's a pity,
Why the lilies of the valley faded so soon!
If you would say that you love them, then I will
I should have picked a bunch for you long ago,
Pretty ones. Not everyone knows the place
And I’m in the forest, like at home; If you want,
Come with me, I'll show you the place.

I don't cry that the flowers have faded,
Such a flower blooms before my eyes,
What I look and look at, but I don’t believe it, -
In a dream or show a flower in front of me?

The Snow Maiden looks at everyone with a satisfied look and preens herself.

Her beauty will help us, Bermyata,
Yarilin's anger is softened. What a sacrifice
Getting ready for him! When the Sun meets
Let's give it to the happy husband.
Snow Maiden, your time has come:
Look for a friend after your own heart!

Snow Maiden

Where
I don’t know how to look for him.

The heart will tell.

Snow Maiden

My heart is silent.

Tsar
(taking Snow Maiden away)

Don't be ashamed!
Advancement equals an old man
With a girl. Shyness is inappropriate
Before old faded eyes.
Open up to me: who sometimes in the evening
Are you waiting on a shaky porch?
Who in the distance, covering his eyes with his pen,
Are you looking for the ruddy dawn on the canvas?
Who do you scold for being slow?
You send a smile towards joy,
And a stream of tears, and scolding, and a kiss?
Tell whom, girl!

Snow Maiden

B e r m i t a

Great king, she doesn’t know love.

With her beauty you don’t know love, Bermyata?
I don't believe it. Such miracles in the world
Unheard of. Nature always
It's time for love for everyone.
I don't believe it. But if it's true, then how?
Shouldn't the heat provider be angry?
Let's redouble our efforts to fix it
An involuntary sin. Uzhli from the Berendeys
Will no one respond to my call?
Which one of you is sweeter than the Snow Maiden?
Who can have an infant soul in her
With the desire to ignite love, tell me!

B o b l

We tried a lot, but in vain
We spent our efforts.

B o b l i h a

There were a lot
And crying and dancing, but to no avail
Not a hair's breadth of it came out.

Berendey,
Which of you will succeed before dawn
To captivate the Snow Maiden with love, he
From the hands of the king, with great reward,
He will take her and be the best guest
At the royal tables at feasts,
At the festival of Yarila.

B e r m i t a

Great king,
They are silent.

Tsar
(Elena)

Beautiful Elena,
I want to ask you, women, better
You know matters of the heart:
Is that courage completely gone?
In the hearts of men, those speeches are gone
Captivatingly crafty, bold gazes,
Which is irresistibly true,
Have we ever seduced girls and wives?
Beautiful Elena, point out
Who to choose from among the young Berendeys,
Capable of accomplishing the desired feat?

Beautiful Elena

Great king, observing modesty
Ordinary, I could, of course
Ignorance is an excuse; But
Desire to serve for the common good
Orders to sacrifice shyness.
Of the blooming youths, the Berendeys,
Known to me, only one can
Instill love in the maiden, the heart of wives
To shake at least our loyalty
She was strong as steel - and this is Lel.

What an honor to you, shepherd.

Not for me,
Great king, and the Sun befits
Such an honor. Cherished from childhood
It taught me to sing songs;
His warmth is in my speeches - and listen
The girls of Lelya's speech are hunting.
Its warmth is in my blood and in my heart,
And a dark blush glows in his face,
And glows with spring sweet bliss
From my eyes. Snow Maiden, let's go
Let's make wreaths together with me
Greet the dawn and sunrise!
Look her in the eyes! She will love
By the dawn of the day, me or another,
The Snow Maiden will definitely love you,
Believe me. And the poor shepherd boy,
Curly Lel, for the sake of the Sun God
And the bright king will help her!

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Alexander Nikolaevich Ostrovsky
Snow Maiden

spring fairy tale

in four acts with a prologue

The action takes place in the country of the Berendeys in prehistoric times. Prologue on Krasnaya Gorka, near Berendeyev Posad, the capital of Tsar Berendey. The first action in the settlement beyond the river Berendeyevka. The second act in the palace of Tsar Berendey. The third act is in a reserved forest. The fourth act in the Yarilina Valley.

Prologue

Persons :

Vesna-Krasna.

Father Frost.

Girl – Snow Maiden.

Goblin.

Maslenitsa- straw man.

Bobyl Bakula.

Bobylikha, his wife.

Berendey of both sexes and all ages.

Spring Suite, birds: cranes, geese, ducks, rooks, magpies, starlings, larks and others.

The beginning of spring. Midnight. Red hill covered with snow. To the right are bushes and a rare leafless birch tree; to the left is a continuous dense forest of large pines and spruces with branches hanging from the weight of the snow; in the depths, under the mountain, a river; The ice holes and ice holes are lined with spruce trees. Beyond the river is Berendeyev Posad, the capital of Tsar Berendey: palaces, houses, huts - all wooden, with intricate painted carvings; lights in the windows. The full moon silvers the entire open area. Roosters crow in the distance.

First appearance

Goblin sits on a dry stump. The entire sky is covered with birds flying in from across the sea. Vesna-Krasna on cranes, swans and geese descends to the ground, surrounded by a retinue of birds.

Goblin

The roosters crowed the end of winter,

Spring-Red descends to the earth.

The midnight hour has come, Goblin's gatehouse

If you watch out, dive into the hollow and sleep!

(Falls into a hollow.)

Vesna-Krasna descends onto Krasnaya Gorka, accompanied by birds.

Vesna-Krasna

At the appointed hour in the usual sequence

I appear on the land of the Berendeys,

Greets you sadly and coldly

Spring its gloomy country.

Sad view: under a veil of snow

Deprived of living, cheerful colors,

Deprived of fruitful power,

The fields lie cold. In chains

Playful streams - in the silence of midnight

You can't hear their glass murmur.

The forests are silent, under the snow

The thick paws of the fir trees are lowered,

Like old, frowning eyebrows.

In the raspberry fields, under the pines they were shy

Cold darkness, icy

Amber resin icicles

Hanging from straight trunks. And in a clear sky

How the moon burns and the stars shine

Increased radiance. Earth,

Covered with downy powder,

In response to their greetings, the cold one seems

Same shine, same diamonds

From the tops of trees and mountains, from flat fields,

From the potholes of the road flattened.

And the same sparks hung in the air,

They waver without falling, they flicker.

And everything is just light, and everything is just a cold shine,

And there is no heat. That's not how I'm greeted

Happy valleys of the south, there

Carpets of meadows, acacia scents,

And the warm steam of cultivated gardens,

And the milky, lazy glow

From the frosted moon on the minarets,

On poplars and black cypresses.

But I love midnight lands

I love their powerful nature

Wake up from sleep and call from the depths of the earth

Giving birth, mysterious power,

Bearing to the careless Berendeys

Abundance lives unpretentious. Lubo

Warm for the joys of love,

For frequent games and celebrations, clean up

Secluded bushes and groves

Silk carpets of colored grasses.

(Addressing the birds who are shivering from the cold.)

Comrades: white-sided magpies,

Cheerful tickler talkers,

Gloomy rooks and larks,

Singers of the fields, heralds of spring,

And you, crane, with your friend the heron,

Beautiful swans and geese

Loud and fussy ducks,

And small birds - are you cold?

Even though I'm ashamed, I have to admit it

Before the birds. It's my own fault

That it’s cold for me, Vesna, and you.

Sixteen years since I'm just a joke

And amusing my fickle temper,

Changeable and whimsical, has become

Flirting with Frost, the old grandfather,

A gray-haired prankster; and from then on

I am in captivity with the old one. Man

It’s always like this: give me a little will,

And he’ll take it all, that’s how it goes

From antiquity. I would like to leave the gray one,

But the trouble is, the old man and I have a daughter -

Snow Maiden. In the deep forest slums,

In the unmelting ice it returns

The old man is his child. Loving the Snow Maiden,

Feeling sorry for her in her unhappy lot,

I'm afraid to quarrel with the old one;

And he’s happy about it - he’s chilling and freezing

Me, Vesna, and the Berendeys. Sun

The jealous one looks at us angrily

And frowns at everyone, and that's the reason

Cruel winters and cold springs.

Are you shaking, poor things? Dance,

Keep warm! I've seen it more than once

That people warmed up by dancing.

Even reluctantly, even in the cold, but dancing

Let's celebrate our arrival for a housewarming party.

Some birds take up instruments, others sing, and others dance.

Choir of birds

The birds gathered
The singers gathered
In herds, in herds.

The birds were landing
The singers sat down
Rows, rows.

Who are your birds?
Who are you singers?
Big, big?

Who are your birds?
Who are you singers?
Smaller, smaller?

Eagle - governor,
Quail - clerk,
Clerk, clerk.

Owl - commander,
Yellow boots,
Boots, boots.

Geese - boyars,
Ducklings are nobles
Nobles, nobles.

Chiryats are peasants,
Sparrows are slaves,
Slaves, slaves.

Our crane is a centurion
With long legs
With your feet, with your feet.

The rooster is a kisser,
Chechet is a trading guest,
Trade, trade.

Puberty swallows –
Orca maidens,
Girls, girls.

Our woodpecker is a carpenter,
Fisherman - tavern,
Tavern, tavern.

Pancake heron,
Whooper cuckoo,
Clique, clique.

Red face
The crow is pretty,
Pretty, pretty.

On the roads in winter,
In the summer, at the end of the day,
I'll get stuck, I'll get stuck.

Crow in matting,
There is no one more expensive
More expensive, more expensive.

From the forest, frost begins to fall on the dancing birds, then snow flakes, the wind rises - clouds roll in, cover the moon, darkness completely obscures the distance. Birds are screaming and huddling towards Spring.

Vesna-Krasna (to the birds)

Hurry into the bushes, into the bushes! I'm planning on making a joke

Old Man Frost. Wait until the morning

And tomorrow they will melt for you in the fields

Thawed patches, wormwood on the river.

Bask in the sun a little,

And you will begin to make nests.

Birds go into the bushes, come out of the forest Freezing.

Second phenomenon

Vesna-Krasna, Father Frost

Freezing

Spring-Red, is it back well?

Spring

And are you healthy, Santa Claus?

Freezing

My life is not bad. Berendey

They won’t forget about this winter,

She was cheerful; the sun was dancing

From the cold at dawn,

And in the evening I woke up with ears full of ears.

I’ll think about going for a walk, I’ll take a club,

I’ll clarify, I’ll make the night silverier,

That's why I need freedom and space.

Through rich town houses

Pounding in the corners

The ropes creak at the gates,

Sing under the runners

I love it

Love, love, love.

From the fishing line along the path behind the cart,

A creaking convoy hurries to spend the night.

I guard the convoy

I'll run ahead

On the edge of the field, in the distance,

On the frosty dust

I'll lie down in the haze,

In the midst of the midnight skies I will rise as a glow.

I will spill, Frost,

Ninety stripes

I’ll scatter in pillars and countless rays,

Multi-colored.

And the pillars push and spiral,

And under them the snow lights up,

A sea of ​​light-fire, bright,

There is blue, there is red, and there is cherry.

I love it

Love, love, love.

I'm even angrier about the early days,

At the ruddy dawn.

Reached out to the dwellings from the ravines to the clearings,

I'll creep up, I'll creep up in the fogs.

Smoke curls over the village,

One way dies;

I am a gray fog

I'll freeze the smoke.

How he stretches

It will stay that way

Over the field, over the forest,

By superiority,

I love it

Love, love, love.

Spring

It's not bad you feasted, it's time

And on your way, to the north.

Freezing

And I'll leave myself. I'm not happy with the old man

You quickly forget about the old things.

Here I am, an old man, always the same.

Spring

Everyone has their own habits and customs.

Freezing

I'll leave, I'll leave, at dawn,

In the breeze, I'll rush off to the Siberian tundra.

I'm sable on my ears,

I'll put a deer's doha on your shoulders,

I decorate my belt with trinkets;

Through the tents, through the yurts of nomads,

According to the wintering grounds of fur hunters

I’ll wander, I’ll wander, I’ll shamanize,

They will bow to my waist.

My dominion in Siberia is eternal,

There will be no end to it. Here is Yarilo

It bothers me and you change me

To a stupid breed of idle lovers.

Korchazhnye, cook forty buckets

They know how to brew honey.

They ask the sun for spring warmth.

Why - ask? Not suddenly he will start plowing,

The plow is not working properly. Eves edit

Yes, revel, spring birds sing, in circles

Walk all night from dawn to dawn, -

They have one concern.

Spring

To whom?

Will you leave the Snow Maiden?

Freezing

Our daughter

At an age, he can manage without nannies.

Neither on foot nor on horseback

And there is no trace of her in her mansion. The Bears

Oatmeal and seasoned wolves

They patrol around the yard; owl

On the crown of a pine tree on a hundred-year-old night,

And during the day the wood grouse stretch their necks,

The passer-by is watched over.

Spring

Melancholy will take between eagle owls and goblin

Sit alone.

Freezing

And the chamber servants!

As maids at her beck and call

The crafty gray fox,

The bunnies get her cabbage;

Than the light runs on the marten's fontanel

With a jug; squirrels gnawing nuts

Squatting down; stoats

In the hay's minions in her service.

Spring

Yes, it’s still melancholy, think about it, grandfather!

Freezing

A wave of strands, a beaver edge

Trim your sheepskin coat and hats.

Sew colorful reindeer mittens.

Sushi mushrooms, lingonberries and cloudberries

Prepare for the winter lack of bread;

Sing out of boredom, dance, if you have the desire,

What else?

Spring

Eh, old man! The girl is free

Sweetest of all. Neither your chiseled tower,

Neither sables, beavers, nor mittens

The stitched ones are not expensive; on thoughts

The girl Snegurochka has something else:

Live with people; she needs girlfriends

Fun and games until midnight,

Spring parties and burners

With the guys, bye...

Freezing

What so far?

Spring

As long as she finds it funny that the guys

They are eager to fight after her.

Freezing

Spring

And there one will fall in love.

Freezing

That's what I don't like.

Spring

Insane

And the evil old man! Everything in the world is alive

Must love. Snow Maiden in captivity

Your own mother will not let you torment.

Freezing

That's why you're inappropriately hot,

Talkative without reason. Listen!

Take a moment of sanity! Evil Yarilo,

The scorching god of the lazy Berendeys,

To please them, he swore a terrible oath

Destroy me wherever he meets me. Drowns, melts

My palaces, kiosks, galleries,

Fine work of jewelry,

Details of the smallest carving,

The fruits of labor and plans. Believe it

The tears will disappear. Work, pore, artist,

Above the sculpting of barely noticeable stars -

And everything will go to dust. But yesterday

The woman bird returned from across the sea,

Sat down on a wide wormwood

And the wild ducks cry in the cold,

He scolds me abusively. Is it really

It's my fault that I'm too hasty,

That from the warm waters, without looking at the calendar,

Without time, he sets off to the north.

I weaved and weaved, and the ducks cackled,

There are no women in the trading baths;

And what did I overhear! Between gossip

Such a speech was blurted out by the woman bird, -

That, swimming in the Lenkoran Bay,

Whether in the Gilan lakes, I don’t remember,

At the drunken ragged fakir

And the sun has a hot conversation

I heard that it's like the sun

He is going to destroy the Snow Maiden; only

And is waiting to be planted in her heart

With its ray the fire of love; Then

There is no salvation for the Snow Maiden, Yarilo

It will burn it, incinerate it, melt it.

I don’t know how, but it will kill. How long

Her soul is pure as a child,

He has no power to harm the Snow Maiden.

Spring

Did you believe the stories of the stupid bird!

No wonder her nickname is Baba.

Freezing

Without a woman, I am like the evil Yarilo thinks.

Spring

Give me back my Snow Maiden!

Freezing

Where did you get the idea that I would like such a turntable?

Did you believe your daughter?

Spring

What about you, red nose,

You're swearing!

Freezing

Listen, let's make peace!

What a girl needs most is supervision

And a stern eye, not just one, but ten.

And you have no time, and you don’t want to

It's better to keep an eye on your daughter

Give it to Bobyl's settlement

Childless, in place of a daughter. Will

She has enough worries, and so do the guys.

There is no profit for Bobylev’s daughter

Roll your eyes. Do you agree?

Spring

I agree, let him live in the Bobylskaya family;

If only he was free.

Freezing

Daughter doesn't know

Absolutely love, in her cold heart

There is not a spark of destructive feeling;

And love won't know if you

Spring warmth of languishing bliss,

Caressing, warming...

Spring

Enough!

Call the Snow Maiden to me.

Freezing

Snow Maiden,

Snow Maiden, my child!

Snow Maiden (looks out from the forest)

(Approaches father.)

The third phenomenon

Spring, Freezing, Snow Maiden, Then Goblin.

Spring

Oh, poor Snow Maiden, savage,

Come to me, I will love you.

(Caresses the Snow Maiden.)

Beauty, would you like to be free?

Live with people?

Snow Maiden

I want it, I want it, let me in!

Freezing

And what attracts you to leave the tower?

Parental, and what the Berendeys have

Did you find an enviable one?

Snow Maiden

Human songs.

Sometimes I huddled behind the bushes

Prickly, I can’t see enough

For girly fun. Lonely

I feel sad and cry. Ah, father,

With friends on scarlet raspberries,

Walk on black currants

Halloo to one another; and at dawn of the evening

Driving circles to songs - that’s what’s cute

Snow Maiden. Without songs, life is not a joy.

Let me go, father! When, in cold winter,

You will return to your wilderness,

In the twilight I will console you with a song

I'll start drinking to the tune of a snowstorm

Cheerful. I'll take over from Lelya

And I’ll learn quickly.

Freezing

Did you find out where?

Snow Maiden

From a bush

Rakitova; grazes cows in the forest

Yes, he sings songs.

Freezing

How do you know

What is this Lel?

Snow Maiden

Girls go to him

Beauties, and they stroke your head,

They look into the eyes, caress and kiss.

They call them both Lelyushko and Lelem,

Handsome and cute.

Spring

Handsome Lel is good at songs?

Snow Maiden

I heard the larks singing,

Trembling over the fields, swan

A sad cry over still waters,

And the loud peals of nightingales,

Your favorite singers; Lelya's songs

Sweeter to me. Listen day and night

I'm ready for his shepherd's songs.

And you listen and melt...

Freezing (Spring)

Do you hear: melting!

There is a terrible meaning hidden in this word.

From different words invented by people,

The most terrible word for Frost is: melt.

Snow Maiden, run from Lelya, be afraid

His speeches and songs. By the blazing sun

It is pierced through and through. In the midday heat,

When all living things flee from the Sun

Look for coolness in the shadows, proudly, brazenly

A lazy shepherd lies in the sun,

In the languor of feelings, the drowsy one picks up

Sly tempting speeches,

He is plotting insidious deceptions

For innocent girls. Songs of Lelya

And his speech is a deception, a guise, truth

And there is no feeling under them, only in the sounds

Dressed in scorching rays.

Snow Maiden, run away from Lelya! Sun

Beloved shepherd son, and it’s just as clear

With all his eyes, shamelessly, looking straight,

And as angry as the Sun.

Snow Maiden

Obedient child; but you are too

Angry at them, at Lelya and the Sun; right,

I’m not afraid of Lelya or the Sun.

Spring

Snow Maiden, when you feel sad,

Or is there a need - girls are whimsical,

Cry about the ribbon, about the ring

Ready for silver - you come

To the lake, to the Yarilina valley,

Call me. Whatever you ask for

There is no refusal for you.

Snow Maiden

Thank you mom,

Gorgeous.

Freezing

Sometimes in the evening

Walking, staying close to the forest,

And I will give the order to take care of you.

Hey, friends! Lepetushki, Lesovye!

Did you fall asleep, or what? Wake up, respond

Crawls out of a dry hollow Goblin, lazily reaching out and yawning.

Goblin

Freezing

Watch out for the Snow Maiden! Listen, Leshy,

Is it a stranger, or is Lel the shepherd approaching?

Without retreat, or he wants to take it by force,

What the mind cannot do: intercede.

Lure him, push him, confuse him

Into the wilderness, into the thicket; put it in a squeegee,

Or squeeze waist-deep into a swamp.

Goblin

(Puts his hands over his head and falls into the hollow.)

Spring

A crowd of cheerful Berendeys is pouring in.

Let's go, Frost! Snow Maiden, goodbye!

Live happily, child!

Snow Maiden

Mom, happiness

Whether I find it or not, I’ll look.

Freezing

Snow Maiden, daughter! They won't make it in time

Remove the sheaves from the fields, and I will return.

See you.

Spring

It's time for anger to turn to mercy

Change. Quiet the blizzard! by the people

They are taking her, seeing her off in crowds

Wide…

(Leaves.)

In the distance there are shouts: “Honest Maslenitsa!” Frost, leaving, waves his hand; the blizzard subsides, the clouds run away. Clear as at the beginning of the action. Crowds of Berendeys: some are pushing a sleigh with a stuffed Maslenitsa towards the forest, others are standing at a distance.

The fourth phenomenon

Snow Maiden, Bobyl, Bobylikha And berendei.

1st Berendey Choir (carrying Maslenitsa)

Early and early the chickens began to sing,
They talked about spring.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!

Volozhno fed us sweetly,
She gave me wort and mash.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!

Pito, there was plenty of partying,
More than that has been spilled.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!

But we dressed you up
Rogozina, Redina.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!

We escorted you honestly
They dragged it on the logs.
Goodbye, Maslenitsa!

We'll take you to the forest,
So that the eyes do not see.
Goodbye Maslinitsa!

(Having moved the sled into the forest, they move away.)

2nd choir

Honest Maslenitsa!
It’s fun to meet you, greet you,
It's hard and tedious to see him out of the yard.
How can we turn you around and turn you around?
Come back, Maslenitsa, come back!
Honest Maslenitsa!
Come back for at least three days!
You won’t come back for three days,
Come back to us for a day!
For a day, for a short hour!
Honest Maslenitsa!

1st choir

Maslenitsa wettail!
Get out of the yard
Your time has come!

We have streams from the mountains,
Play the ravines
Turn out the shafts
Set up your plow!
Spring-Red,

Our sweetie has arrived!
Maslenitsa wettail!
Get out of the yard
Your time has come!

Carts from the road,
Hive from the cage.
To hell with the sled!
Let's binge on stoneflies!
Spring-Red,

Our sweetie has arrived!

2nd choir

Farewell, honest Maslena!
If you're alive, I'll see you.
Wait at least a year, but you know,
That Maslena will come again.

Scarecrow Maslenitsa

The red summer is passing,
The bathing lights will burn out.
The yellow autumn will pass
With a sheaf, with a haystack and with brothers.
Darkness, dark nights,
See Karachun out.
Then winter will break,
The bear will roll over
The frosty time will come,
Moroznaya-Koliadnaya:
Click on Oatmeal carols.
The frost will pass, a blizzard will come.
In blizzards with winds
Day will come, night will go.
Under the roofs, behind bars
The sparrows will move.
From a puddle, from ice
Kochet gets drunk with the chickens.
To warm up, to the heaps
With ice icicles
The guys will pour out of the huts.
In the sun, in the heat,
The cow's side will become hot.
Then wait for me again.

(Disappears.)

Bobyl grabs the empty sleigh, Bobylikha- for Bobyl.

Bobylikha

Go home!

Bobyl

Wait! How is this possible?

Is it really all of her? It would seem not enough

Walked around and drank someone else's.

I just had a little fun,

A little hungry little womb

Fueled up with neighbor's pancakes,

She's all finished. Sadness

Great, unbearable. As you wish

Now live from hand to mouth and toil

Without Maslenaya. Is it possible for a bob?

No way. Where should you go?

Bobyl's drunken head?

(Sings and dances.)

Bakul has a baby
No stake, no yard,
No stake, no yard,
No cattle, no belly.

Bobylikha

It's time to go home, shameless one, people are watching.

Berendey

Don't touch him!

Bobylikha

Been staggering all week;

He doesn’t come from other people’s yards - his own hut

It's not heated.

Bobyl

Is there any wood left?

Bobylikha

But where should they be? They don't walk on their own

From the forest.

Bobyl

You should have told me a long time ago.

He won’t say that, really... I would...

The ax is with me, we’ll chop two armfuls

Berezov, and okay. Wait!

(He goes into the forest and sees Snow Maiden, bows and looks for a while in surprise. Then he returns to his wife and beckons her into the forest.)

At this time, the Snow Maiden moves away and looks at the Berendeys from behind a bush, and sits down in her place near the hollow Goblin.

(Bobylikha.)

Look look! Hawthorn.

Bobylikha

(Seeing Leshy.)

Oh, for you! What an unprecedented thing.

(Coming back.)

Uh! drunkard! I would have killed him, I think.

The Snow Maiden returns to her place again. Goblin goes into the forest.

One Berendey

What kind of controversy are you having?

Bobyl

Look!

A curiosity, honest Berendeys.

Everyone approaches the hollow.

Berendey (with surprise)

Hawthorn! Is she alive? Alive.

In a sheepskin coat, in boots, in mittens.

Bobyl (Snow Maiden)

Let me ask you how far you are going

And what is your name and nickname?

Snow Maiden

Snow Maiden. I don’t know where to go.

If you're kind, take it with you.

Bobyl

You will order to take him to the Tsar, to Berendey

To the wise one in the chambers?

Snow Maiden

No, you have

I want to live in a settlement.

Bobyl

At mercy! And from whom?

Snow Maiden

Who is first

He found me, and I will be his daughter.

Bobyl

Is that really true, is it really for me?

The Snow Maiden nods her head.

Well, why am I, Bakula, not a boyar!

Come on, people, to my wide yard,

On three pillars and on seven supports!

Please, princes, boyars, please.

Bring me dear gifts

And bow, and I will break.

Bobylikha

And how is it, you live and live in the world,

But you don’t know your own worth, really.

Let's take Bobyl, Snow Maiden, let's go!

Make way for us, people! Step aside.

Snow Maiden

Farewell, father! Goodbye mom too! Forest,

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!

Trees and bushes bow to the Snow Maiden. The Berendeys run away in horror, Bobyl and Bobylikha take the Snow Maiden away.

Alexander Nikolaevich Ostrovsky

Snow Maiden

A spring tale in four acts with a prologue

The action takes place in the country of the Berendeys in prehistoric times. Prologue on Krasnaya Gorka, near Berendeyev Posad, the capital of Tsar Berendey. The first action in the settlement beyond the river Berendeyevka. The second act in the palace of Tsar Berendey. The third act is in a reserved forest. The fourth act in the Yarilina Valley.

Persons :

Vesna-Krasna.

Father Frost.

Girl – Snow Maiden.

Goblin.

Maslenitsa- straw man.

Bobyl Bakula.

Bobylikha, his wife.

Berendey of both sexes and all ages.

Spring Suite, birds: cranes, geese, ducks, rooks, magpies, starlings, larks and others.

The beginning of spring. Midnight. Red hill covered with snow. To the right are bushes and a rare leafless birch tree; to the left is a continuous dense forest of large pines and spruces with branches hanging from the weight of the snow; in the depths, under the mountain, a river; The ice holes and ice holes are lined with spruce trees. Beyond the river is Berendeyev Posad, the capital of Tsar Berendey: palaces, houses, huts - all wooden, with intricate painted carvings; lights in the windows. The full moon silvers the entire open area. Roosters crow in the distance.

First appearance

Goblin sits on a dry stump. The entire sky is covered with birds flying in from across the sea. Vesna-Krasna on cranes, swans and geese descends to the ground, surrounded by a retinue of birds.

Goblin

The roosters crowed the end of winter,

Spring-Red descends to the earth.

The midnight hour has come, Goblin's gatehouse

If you watch out, dive into the hollow and sleep!

(Falls into a hollow.)

Vesna-Krasna descends onto Krasnaya Gorka, accompanied by birds.

Vesna-Krasna

At the appointed hour in the usual sequence

I appear on the land of the Berendeys,

Greets you sadly and coldly

Spring its gloomy country.

Sad view: under a veil of snow

Deprived of living, cheerful colors,

Deprived of fruitful power,

The fields lie cold. In chains

Playful streams - in the silence of midnight

You can't hear their glass murmur.

The forests are silent, under the snow

The thick paws of the fir trees are lowered,

Like old, frowning eyebrows.

In the raspberry fields, under the pines they were shy

Cold darkness, icy

Amber resin icicles

Hanging from straight trunks. And in a clear sky

How the moon burns and the stars shine

Increased radiance. Earth,

Covered with downy powder,

In response to their greetings, the cold one seems

Same shine, same diamonds

From the tops of trees and mountains, from flat fields,

From the potholes of the road flattened.

And the same sparks hung in the air,

They waver without falling, they flicker.

And everything is just light, and everything is just a cold shine,

And there is no heat. That's not how I'm greeted

Happy valleys of the south, there

Carpets of meadows, acacia scents,

And the warm steam of cultivated gardens,

And the milky, lazy glow

From the frosted moon on the minarets,

On poplars and black cypresses.

But I love midnight lands

I love their powerful nature

Wake up from sleep and call from the depths of the earth

Giving birth, mysterious power,

Bearing to the careless Berendeys

Abundance lives unpretentious. Lubo

Warm for the joys of love,

For frequent games and celebrations, clean up

Secluded bushes and groves

Silk carpets of colored grasses.

(Addressing the birds who are shivering from the cold.)

Comrades: white-sided magpies,

Cheerful tickler talkers,

Gloomy rooks and larks,

Singers of the fields, heralds of spring,

And you, crane, with your friend the heron,

Beautiful swans and geese

Loud and fussy ducks,

And small birds - are you cold?

Even though I'm ashamed, I have to admit it

Before the birds. It's my own fault

That it’s cold for me, Vesna, and you.

Sixteen years since I'm just a joke

And amusing my fickle temper,

Changeable and whimsical, has become

Flirting with Frost, the old grandfather,

A gray-haired prankster; and from then on

I am in captivity with the old one. Man

It’s always like this: give me a little will,

And he’ll take it all, that’s how it goes

From antiquity. I would like to leave the gray one,

But the trouble is, the old man and I have a daughter -

Snow Maiden. In the deep forest slums,

In the unmelting ice it returns

The old man is his child. Loving the Snow Maiden,

Feeling sorry for her in her unhappy lot,

I'm afraid to quarrel with the old one;

And he’s happy about it - he’s chilling and freezing

Me, Vesna, and the Berendeys. Sun

The jealous one looks at us angrily

And frowns at everyone, and that's the reason

Cruel winters and cold springs.

Are you shaking, poor things? Dance,

Keep warm! I've seen it more than once

That people warmed up by dancing.

Even reluctantly, even in the cold, but dancing

Let's celebrate our arrival for a housewarming party.

Some birds take up instruments, others sing, and others dance.

Choir of birds

The birds gathered
The singers gathered
In herds, in herds.

The birds were landing
The singers sat down
Rows, rows.

Who are your birds?
Who are you singers?
Big, big?