Alexander Pushkin - The Tale of the Golden Cockerel: Verse. Children's fairy tales online The Tale of the Golden Cockerel

Here the neighbors disturb
Became an old king
Doing terrible harm to him.
So that the ends of their possessions
Protect from attacks
He should have kept
Numerous army.
The governors did not doze off,
But they didn't make it.
They used to wait from the south, look -
An army is climbing from the east!
They will do it here - dashing guests
They come from the sea... Out of anger
Indus wept King Dadon,
Indus also forgot sleep.
What is life in such anxiety!
Here he is asking for help
Turned to the sage
Stargazer and eunuch.
He sends a messenger after him with a bow.

Here is the wise man before Dadon
Stood and took out of the bag
Golden cockerel.
“Plant you this bird, -
He said to the king, - on the knitting needle;
My golden cockerel
Your faithful watchman will be:
As long as everything is peaceful,
So he will sit quietly;
But only a little from the side
Expect war for you
Or a raid of belligerent force,
Or another uninvited misfortune
Instantly then my cockerel
Raise the comb
Scream and freak out
And it will turn back to that place.”
The king of the eunuch thanks
He promises mountains of gold.
“For such a favor, -
He says in admiration,
Your first will
I will perform as mine.”

Cockerel with high knitting needles
He began to guard his borders.
A little danger where visible
Faithful watchman as from a dream
Moves, shakes
Will turn to that side
And shouts: “Kiri-ku-ku.
Reign lying on your side!”
And the neighbors subdued
Don't dare to fight anymore.
Such is their king Dadon
He fought back from all sides!

A year, another passes peacefully;
The rooster sits quietly.
One day King Dadon
Awakened by a terrible noise:
“You are our king! father of the people! -
The governor proclaims. -
Sovereign! wake up! trouble!” -
“What is it, gentlemen? -
Says Dadon, yawning, -
Eh?.. Who is there?.. what’s the trouble?”
Warlord says:
“The cockerel cries again;
Fear and noise throughout the capital.”
The king to the window, - en on the spoke,
He sees a cockerel beating,
Turning to the east.
There is nothing to delay: “Hurry!
People, get on the horse! Hey, come on!”
The king sends an army to the east,
The eldest son leads him.
The rooster calmed down
The noise subsided, and the king forgot himself.

It's been eight days
But there is no news from the army;
Was it, was it not a battle, -
No report to Dadon.
The cock crows again;
The king calls out to another army;
He is now the smaller son
Sends to the rescue of a big one.
The cockerel is quiet again.
No news from them again!
Again eight days pass;
People spend their days in fear;
The cock crows again;
The king calls the third army
And leads her to the east, -
Himself, not knowing whether to be of any use.

Troops march day and night;
They become uncomfortable.
No battle, no camp,
No grave mound
Tsar Dadon does not meet.
"What a miracle?" he thinks.
This is the eighth day already,
The king leads the army to the mountains
And between high mountains
He sees a silk tent.
All in silence wonderful
Around the tent; in a narrow gorge
The beaten army lies.
King Dadon hurries to the tent...
What a terrible picture!
Before him are his two sons
Without helmets and without armor
Both are dead
The sword plunged into each other.
Their horses roam in the middle of the meadow
On trampled grass,
On the blood ant...
The king howled: “Oh, children, children!
Woe is me! caught in the net
Both of our falcons!
Woe! my death has come.
Everyone howled for Dadon,
Moaned with a heavy groan
The depth of the valleys, and the heart of the mountains
Shocked. Suddenly a tent
It opened up... and the girl,
Shamakhan queen,
All shining like the dawn
Quietly met the king.
Like a bird of the night before the sun,
The king fell silent, looking into her eyes,
And he forgot in front of her
Death of both sons.
And she is in front of Dadon
Smiled - and with a bow
She took him by the hand
And she took her to her tent.
There she put him at the table,
She treated me to every meal;
laid to rest
On a brocade bed
And then, exactly one week,
Submit to her unconditionally
Bewitched, enraptured
Dadon feasted with her.

Finally, on the way back
With your military strength
And with a young girl
The king went home.
Rumor ran before him,
Fact and fiction divulged.
Under the capital, near the gates,
The people greeted them with noise, -
Everyone runs after the chariot
For Dadon and the queen;
Welcome to Dadon...
Suddenly he saw in the crowd
In a white Sarachin hat,
All like a gray swan,
His old friend, the eunuch.
"BUT! great, my father, -
The king said to him, - what do you say?
Come closer! What do you order?” -
- Tsar! - the sage answers, -
Finally, let's figure it out
Do you remember? for my service
Promised me as a friend
My first will
You perform as your own.
Give me a girl. -
Queen of Shamakhan... -
The king was very surprised.
"What you? he said to the old man,
Or has the demon got into you?
Or are you out of your mind?
What did you take into your head?
Of course I promised
But everything has a limit!
And why do you want a girl?
Come on, do you know who I am?
Ask you from me
Though the treasury, even the rank of boyar,
Even a horse from the royal stable,
At least half my kingdom."
- I don't want anything!
Give me a girl
Shamakhan queen, -
The sage speaks in response.
The king spat: “So dashing: no!
You won't get anything.
You yourself, a sinner, torment yourself;
Get out, whole for now;
Pull the old man away!”
The old man wanted to argue
But with others it is costly to quarrel;
The king seized him with a rod
Forehead; he fell down
And the spirit is out. - The whole capital
shuddered; and the girl -
Hee hee hee! yes ha ha ha!
Not afraid to know sin.
The king, although he was greatly alarmed,
He chuckled softly at her.
Here he enters the city ...
Suddenly there was a slight sound
And in the eyes of the whole capital
The cockerel fluttered off the needle;
flew to the chariot
And sat on the crown of the king,
Startled, pecked at the crown
And soared... and at the same time
Dadon fell from the chariot -
He gasped once, and he died.
And the queen suddenly disappeared,
It was like it didn't happen at all.
The tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it!
Good fellows lesson.

Somewhere, in a distant kingdom, In a distant state, Once upon a time there was a glorious tsar Dadon. From a young age he was formidable, And he boldly offended his neighbors every now and then, But in his old age he wanted to Rest from military deeds And arrange peace for himself; In order to protect the ends of his possessions from attacks, He had to contain a Numerous army. With anger, Inda wept King Dadon, Inda forgot even his dream, That life is in such anxiety! So he asked for help He turned to the sage, the astrologer and the eunuch - He sends a messenger with a line behind him. you this bird, - he said to the king, - on the knitting needle; My golden cockerel Will be your faithful watchman: If everything is peaceful around, So he will sit quietly; In an instant, then, my cockerel will raise the comb, scream and startle, and turn around in that place." The king of the eunuch thanks, The mountains of gold promises: The knitting needles began to guard its borders. A little danger is visible, The faithful watchman, as if from a dream, Moves, wakes up, Turns to the other side And shouts: "Kiri-ku-ku! Reign, lying on your side!" And the neighbors subsided, They no longer dared to fight: Such is their king DadonRebuffed from all sides! A year, another passes m Irno, the Cockerel sits all still; One day, Tsar Dadon Awakened by a terrible noise: "You are our King! Father of the people! – The governor proclaims, – Sovereign! wake up! trouble!” –– “What is it, gentlemen? - Says Dadon, yawning, - Huh? .. Who is there? .. what's the trouble? Turning to the east. There is nothing to delay: "Hurry! People, on the horse! Hey, quick!" The king sends an army to the east, The eldest son leads him. The cockerel calmed down, The noise subsided, and the king forgot. Here eight days pass, And there is no news from the army: Was there, was there a battle - No report to Dadon. Cockerel the tsar calls out again. Without knowing whether it will be of any use. The troops march day and night; "What a miracle?" - he thinks. Now the eighth day has already passed, The king leads the army to the mountains And between the high mountains He sees a silk tent. All in wonderful silence Around the tent; in a narrow gorge The beaten army lies. King Dadon hurries to the tent ... What a terrible picture! In front of him are his two sons Without helmets and without armor, Both lie dead, Sword stuck into each other. ... The king howled: "Oh, children, children! Woe to me! Caught in nets Both of our falcons! Woe! my death has come." Suddenly the tent was thrown open... and the maiden, the Queen of Shamakhan, All shining like the dawn, Quietly met the king. Like a bird of the night before the sun, The king fell silent, looking into her eyes, She took him by the hand with a bow and took him into her tent. There she sat him at the table, treated him to all sorts of food, laid him to rest on a brocade bed. And with a young maiden, the Tsar went home. Rumors fled before him. Fables and fables spread. Under the capital, near the gates, Their people met with a noise, - Everyone is running after the chariot, For Dadon and the queen; Dadon greets everyone ... Suddenly he saw in the crowd: In a white Sarachin hat, All gray-haired like a swan, His old friend, eunuch. "Oh, great, my father," the king said to him, "what do you say? Finally. Do you remember? for my service Promised me, as a friend, My first will You fulfilled thread, as your own. Give me a girl, the Shamakhanskaya queen. "The king was extremely amazed." What are you? he said to the old man, “Either a demon got into you, Or you went crazy. What did you take into your head? Of course, I promised, But everything has a border. You are from me Even the treasury, even the rank of the boyar, Even the horse from the royal stable, Even half my kingdom. "- I don't want anything! Give me a girl, the Shamakhanskaya queen", - Says the sage in response. The king spat: "So dashing: no You won't get anything. You're torturing yourself, sinner; Get out, you're safe for now; Pull the old man away! he fell face down, and the spirit out. - The whole capital shuddered, and the girl - Hee-hee-hee yes ha-ha-ha! She is not afraid, you know, of sin. The king, although he was very alarmed, Smiled at her touchingly. , And in the eyes of the whole capital, the Cockerel fluttered off the knitting needle, flew to the chariot, and sat on the crown of the king's crown, Startled, pecked at the crown of the head, And soared. .. and at the same time Dadon fell from the chariot - He gasped once - and he died. And the queen suddenly disappeared, As if it had never happened at all. The fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it!

What is life in such anxiety!
Here he is asking for help
Turned to the sage
Stargazer and eunuch.
He sends a messenger after him with a bow.

Here is the wise man before Dadon
Stood and took out of the bag
Golden cockerel.
"Plant you this bird, -
He said to the king, - on the knitting needle;
My golden cockerel
Your faithful watchman will be:
As long as everything is peaceful,
So he will sit quietly;
But only a little from the side
Expect war for you
Or a raid of belligerent force,
Or another uninvited misfortune,
Instantly then my cockerel
Raise the comb
Scream and freak out
And in that place will turn around.
The king of the eunuch thanks
He promises mountains of gold.
"For such a favor, -
He says in admiration,
Your first will
I will perform as mine."

Cockerel with high knitting needles
He began to guard his borders.
A little danger where visible
Faithful watchman as from a dream
Moves, stirs,
Will turn to that side
And shouts: “Kiri-ku-ku.
Reign lying on your side!”
And the neighbors subdued
Don't dare to fight anymore.

Such is their king Dadon
He fought back from all sides!

A year, another passes peacefully;
The rooster sits quietly.
One day King Dadon
Awakened by a terrible noise:
"You are our king! father of the people! -
The voivode proclaims, -
Sovereign! wake up! trouble!
- What is it, gentlemen? -
Dadon says, yawning: -
And? .. Who is there? .. what's the trouble? -
Warlord says:
“The cockerel cries again;
Fear and noise throughout the capital.
The king to the window, - en on the spoke,
He sees a cockerel beating
Turning to the east.
There is nothing to delay: “Hurry!
People, get on the horse! Hey, come on!"
The king sends an army to the east,
The eldest son leads him.
The rooster calmed down
The noise subsided, and the king forgot himself.

It's been eight days
But there is no news from the army;
Was it, was it not a battle, -
No report to Dadon.
The rooster crows again.
The king calls out to another army;
He is now the smaller son
He sends to the rescue of a big one;
The cockerel is quiet again.
No news from them again!
Again eight days pass;
People spend their days in fear;
The rooster is crowing again
The king calls the third army
And leads her to the east, -
Himself not knowing whether to be useful.

Troops march day and night;
They become uncomfortable.
No battle, no camp,
No grave mound
Tsar Dadon does not meet.
"What a miracle?" he thinks.
This is the eighth day already,
The king leads the army to the mountains
And between high mountains
He sees a silk tent.
All in silence wonderful
Around the tent; in a narrow gorge
The beaten army lies.
King Dadon hurries to the tent...
What a terrible picture!
Before him are his two sons
Without helmets and without armor
Both are dead
The sword plunged into each other.
Their horses roam in the middle of the meadow,
On trampled grass,
On the blood ant...
The king howled: “Oh, children, children!
Woe is me! caught in the net
Both of our falcons!
Woe! my death has come.
Everyone howled for Dadon,
Moaned with a heavy groan
The depth of the valleys, and the heart of the mountains
Shocked. Suddenly a tent
It opened up... and the girl,
Shamakhan queen,
All shining like the dawn
Quietly met the king.
Like a bird of the night before the sun,
The king fell silent, looking into her eyes,
And he forgot in front of her
Death of both sons.
And she is in front of Dadon
Smiled - and with a bow

She took him by the hand
And she took her to her tent.
There she put him at the table,
She treated me to every meal;
laid to rest
On a brocade bed.
And then, exactly one week,
Submit to her unconditionally
Bewitched, enraptured
Dadon feasted with her

What did you take into your head?
Of course I promised
But everything has a limit.
And why do you want a girl?
Come on, do you know who I am?
Ask you from me
Though the treasury, even the rank of the boyars,
Even a horse from the royal stable,
At least half of my kingdom.
- I don't want anything!
Give me a girl
Shamakhan queen, -
The sage speaks in response.
The king spat: “So dashing: no!
You won't get anything.
You yourself, a sinner, torment yourself;
Get out, whole for now;
Pull the old man away!"
The old man wanted to argue
But with others it is costly to quarrel;
The king seized him with a rod
Forehead; he fell down
And the spirit is out. - The whole capital
She shuddered, and the girl -

Here is the wise man before Dadon
Stood and took out of the bag
Golden cockerel.
"Plant you this bird, -
He said to the king, - on the knitting needle;
My golden cockerel
Your faithful watchman will be:
As long as everything is peaceful,
So he will sit quietly;
But only a little from the side
Expect war for you
Or a raid of belligerent power,
Or another uninvited misfortune
Instantly then my cockerel
Raise the comb
Scream and freak out
And it will turn back to that place.”
The king of the eunuch thanks
He promises mountains of gold.
"For such a favor, -
He says in admiration,
Your first will
I will perform as mine.”

A year, another passes peacefully;
The rooster sits quietly.
One day King Dadon
Awakened by a terrible noise:
“You are our king! father of the people! —
The governor proclaims. —
Sovereign! wake up! trouble!” —
“What is it, gentlemen? —
Says Dadon, yawning, -
Eh?.. Who is there?.. what’s the trouble?”
Warlord says:
“The cockerel cries again;
Fear and noise throughout the capital.”
The king to the window - en on the spoke,
He sees a cockerel beating,
Turning to the east.
There is nothing to delay: “Hurry!
People, get on the horse! Hey, come on!”
The king sends an army to the east,
The eldest son leads him.
The rooster calmed down
The noise subsided, and the king forgot himself.

All shining like the dawn
Quietly met the king.
Like a bird of the night before the sun,
The king fell silent, looking into her eyes,
And he forgot in front of her
Death of both sons.
And she is in front of Dadon
Smiled - and with a bow
She took him by the hand
And she took her to her tent.
There she put him at the table,
She treated me to every meal;
laid to rest
On a brocade bed
And then, exactly one week,
Submit to her unconditionally
Bewitched, enraptured
Dadon feasted with her.

Finally, on the way back
With your military strength
And with a young girl
The king went home.
Rumor ran before him,
Fact and fiction divulged.
Under the capital, near the gates,
The people greeted them with noise, -
Everyone runs after the chariot
For Dadon and the queen;
Welcome to Dadon...
Suddenly he saw in the crowd
In a white Sarachin hat,
All like a gray swan,
His old friend, the eunuch.
"BUT! great, my father,
The king said to him, what do you say?
Come closer! What do you order?” —
- Tsar! The sage answers
Finally, let's figure it out
Do you remember? for my service
Promised me as a friend
My first will
You perform as your own.
Give me a girl. —
Queen of Shamakhan...
The king was very surprised.
"What you? he said to the old man,
Or has the demon got into you?
Or are you out of your mind?
What did you take into your head?
Of course I promised
But everything has a limit!
And why do you want a girl?
Come on, do you know who I am?
Ask you from me
Though the treasury, even the rank of boyar,
Even a horse from the royal stable,
At least half my kingdom."
- I don't want anything!
Give me a girl
Queen of Shamakhan -
The sage speaks in response.
The king spat: “So dashing: no!
You won't get anything.
You yourself, a sinner, torment yourself;
Get out, whole for now;
Pull the old man away!”
The old man wanted to argue
But with others it is costly to quarrel;
The king seized him with a rod
Forehead; he fell down
And the spirit is out. - the whole capital
shuddered; and the girl is
Hee hee hee! yes ha ha ha!
Not afraid to know sin.
The king, although he was greatly alarmed,
He chuckled softly at her.
Here he enters the city ...
Suddenly there was a slight sound
And in the eyes of the whole capital
The cockerel fluttered off the needle;
flew to the chariot
And sat on the crown of the king,
Startled, pecked at the crown
And soared ... and at the same time
Dadon fell from the chariot -
He gasped once, and he died.
And the queen suddenly disappeared,
It was like it didn't happen at all.
The tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it!
Good fellows lesson.

According to the well-known poetess Anna Akhmatova in the first half of the 20th century, Pushkin borrowed the plot of the “fairy tale about the Golden Cockerel” from Washington Irving, a popular American writer of a romantic orientation at that time. The works of this amazing author, including The Legend of the Arab Stargazer, were translated into French.

Pushkin adapted his literary heroes closer to Russian reality. The queen of Shemakhan, if she could exist in reality, was rather a Persian queen, since the city of Shemakha belonged to Persia until 1820, and only after two Persian wars did it go to Russia. Now it is a regional center in the Republic of Azerbaijan, located high in the mountains, 100 km from Baku.

The tale was written in 1834 and published a year later in the Library for Reading. True, even here there was a fly in the ointment, about which Pushkin made a remark in his diary: “Censorship did not miss the following verses in my fairy tale about the golden cockerel: “Reign, lying on your side” and “A fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it! Good fellows lesson. Krasovsky's times have returned. Nikitenko is dumber than Birukov."

"The Tale of the Golden Cockerel" is Pushkin's last work from the fairy tale series. And it is compositionally different from other fairy tales, sustained in the Russian fairy-tale style. There is no triplicity in it, and the narration is dynamic, which is typical for Pushkin's work.

Somewhere, in the distant kingdom,
In the thirtieth state,
Once upon a time there was a glorious king Dadon.
From a young age he was formidable
And the neighbors every now and then
Inflicted grievances boldly;
But under old age I wanted
Take a break from military affairs
And make yourself calm.
Here the neighbors disturb
Became an old king
Doing terrible harm to him.
So that the ends of their possessions
Protect from attacks
He should have kept
Numerous army.
The governors did not doze off,
But they didn't make it:
They used to wait from the south, look, -
An army climbs from the east.
They will do it here - dashing guests
They come from the sea. Out of spite
Indus wept King Dadon,
Indus also forgot sleep.
What is life in such anxiety!
Here he is asking for help
Turned to the sage
Stargazer and eunuch.
He sends a messenger after him with a bow.
Here is the wise man before Dadon
Stood and took out of the bag
Golden cockerel.
"Put this bird, -
He said to the king, - on the knitting needle;
My golden cockerel
Your faithful watchman will be:
As long as everything is peaceful,
So he will sit quietly;
But only a little from the side
Expect war for you
Or a raid of belligerent force,
Or another uninvited misfortune,
Instantly then my cockerel
Raise the comb
Scream and freak out
And in that place will turn around.
The king of the eunuch thanks
He promises mountains of gold.
"For such a favor, -
He says in admiration,
Your first will
I will perform as mine."
Cockerel with high knitting needles
He began to guard his borders.
A little danger where visible
Faithful watchman as from a dream
Moves, stirs,
Will turn to that side
And shouts: “Kiri-ku-ku.
Reign lying on your side!”
And the neighbors subdued
Don't dare to fight anymore.
Such is their king Dadon
He fought back from all sides!
A year, another passes peacefully;
The rooster sits quietly.
One day King Dadon
Awakened by a terrible noise:
"You are our king! father of the people! —
Governor proclaims,
Sovereign! wake up! trouble!
— What is it, gentlemen? —
Dadon says, yawning: —
And? .. Who is there? .. what's the trouble? —
Warlord says:
“The cockerel cries again;
Fear and noise throughout the capital.
The king to the window - en on the spoke,
He sees a cockerel beating
Turning to the east.
There is nothing to delay: “Hurry!
People, get on the horse! Hey, come on!"
The king sends an army to the east,
The eldest son leads him.
The rooster calmed down
The noise subsided, and the king forgot himself.
It's been eight days
But there is no news from the army;
Was it, was it not a battle, -
No report to Dadon.
The rooster crows again.
The king calls out to another army;
He is now the smaller son
He sends to the rescue of a big one;
The cockerel is quiet again.
No news from them again!
Again eight days pass;
People spend their days in fear;
The rooster is crowing again
The king calls the third army
And leads her to the east,
Himself not knowing whether to be useful.
Troops march day and night;
They become uncomfortable.
No battle, no camp,
No grave mound
Tsar Dadon does not meet.
"What a miracle?" he thinks.
This is the eighth day already,
The king leads the army to the mountains
And between high mountains
He sees a silk tent.
All in silence wonderful
Around the tent; in a narrow gorge
The beaten army lies.
King Dadon hurries to the tent...
What a terrible picture!
Before him are his two sons
Without helmets and without armor
Both are dead
The sword plunged into each other.
Their horses roam in the middle of the meadow,
On trampled grass,
On the blood ant...
The king howled: “Oh, children, children!
Woe is me! caught in the net
Both of our falcons!
Woe! my death has come.
Everyone howled for Dadon,
Moaned with a heavy groan
The depth of the valleys, and the heart of the mountains
Shocked. Suddenly a tent
It opened up... and the girl,
Shamakhan queen,
All shining like the dawn
Quietly met the king.
Like a bird of the night before the sun,
The king fell silent, looking into her eyes,
And he forgot in front of her
Death of both sons.
And she is in front of Dadon
Smiled - and with a bow
She took him by the hand
And she took her to her tent.
There she put him at the table,
She treated me to every meal;
laid to rest
On a brocade bed.
And then, exactly one week,
Submit to her unconditionally
Bewitched, enraptured
Dadon feasted with her
Finally, on the way back
With your military strength
And with a young girl
The king went home.
Rumor ran before him,
Fact and fiction divulged.
Under the capital, near the gates,
The people greeted them with noise, -
Everyone runs after the chariot
For Dadon and the queen;
Welcome to Dadon...
Suddenly he saw in the crowd
In a white Sarachin hat,
All like a gray swan,
His old friend, the eunuch.
"Ah, great, my father, -
The king said to him, what do you say?
Come closer! What do you order?"
- King! The sage answers
Let's get it over with at last.
Do you remember? for my service
Promised me as a friend
My first will
You perform as your own.
Give me a girl
Shamakhan queen. —
The king was very surprised.
"What you? he said to the old man,
Or the demon has turned into you,
Or are you out of your mind?
What did you take into your head?
Of course I promised
But everything has a limit.
And why do you want a girl?
Come on, do you know who I am?
Ask you from me
Though the treasury, even the rank of the boyars,
Even a horse from the royal stable,
At least half of my kingdom.
- I don't want anything!
Give me a girl
Queen of Shamakhan -
The sage speaks in response.
The king spat: “So dashing: no!
You won't get anything.
You yourself, a sinner, torment yourself;
Get out, whole for now;
Pull the old man away!"
The old man wanted to argue
But with others it is costly to quarrel;
The king seized him with a rod
Forehead; he fell down
And the spirit is out. - the whole capital
She shuddered, and the girl -
Hee hee hee! yes ha ha ha!
Not afraid to know sin.
The king, although he was greatly alarmed,
He chuckled softly at her.
Here he enters the city ...
Suddenly there was a slight ringing
And in the eyes of the whole capital
The cockerel fluttered from the knitting needle,
flew to the chariot
And sat on the crown of the king,
Startled, pecked at the crown
And soared... and at the same time
Dadon fell from the chariot -
He gasped once, and he died.
And the queen suddenly disappeared,
It was like it didn't happen at all.
The tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it!
Good fellows lesson.

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