An old Russian epic sadko version with an accent. Sadko - Russian epics and legends. Alexander Nikolaevich Nechaev

In the glorious in Novegrad
How was Sadko the merchant, a rich guest.
And before Sadok had no property:
Some were guselki yarovchaty;
Sadko went to feasts and played.

Sadka is not called to a feast of honors for a day,

Sadko missed that.
Sat down on a white combustible stone

It was then that Sadko got caught,

Another is not called to an honorable feast
And the third is not invited to an honorable feast,
Sadko missed that.
How Sadko went to Ilmen Lake,
Sat down on a white combustible stone
And he began to play guselki yarovchata.
How then in the lake the water stirred,
It was then that Sadko got caught,
He went away from the lake to his Novgorod.

Sadka is not called to an honorable feast for a day,
Another is not called to an honorable feast
And the third is not invited to an honorable feast,
Sadko missed that.
How Sadko went to Ilmen Lake,
Sat down on a white combustible stone
And he began to play guselki yarovchata.
How then in the lake the water stirred,
The king of the sea appeared
I left Ilmeni from the lake,
He himself said these words:
- Oh, you, Sadkho Novgorod!
I don't know how to welcome you
For your joys for the great ones,
For your gentle game:
Al countless gold treasury?
Otherwise, go to Novgorod
And hit the big bet
Lay your wild head
And get rid of other merchants
Red goods stalls
And argue that in Ilmen Lake
There is a fish - golden feathers.
How do you hit the big mortgage,
And go tie a silk net
And come to catch in Ilmen-lake:
I will give three fish - gold feathers.
Then you, Sadko, will be happy!
Sadko went from Ilmen from the lake,
How Sadko came to his Novgorod,
Sadok was invited to an honorable feast.
How is Sadko Novogorodsky
He began to play guselki yarovchata;
How did Sadka begin to get drunk here,
They began to wear Sadka,
As soon as Sadko began to boast:
As I know the miracle-wonderful in Ilmen-Lake:
And there is fish - golden feathers in Ilmen Lake!

How is it that the merchants of Novogorodsk
They say these words to him:
- You do not know a miracle-wonderful,
There can be no fish in Ilmen Lake - gold feathers.

- Oh, you, merchants of Novgorod!
What are you betting with me about the big bet?
Let's hit the big bet:
I'll lay my wild head
And you lay shops of red goods.
Three merchants jumped out
Laid down three shops of red goods,
How then they tied a silk seine
And we went to catch in Ilmen-lake.
They threw a tonka into Ilmen Lake,
We got a fish - gold feathers;
They threw another tonka into Ilmen Lake,
We got another fish - gold feathers;
The third was thrown into Ilmen Lake,
We got the third fish - gold feathers.
Here the merchants of Novogorodsk
They gave away three shops of red goods.

Sadko began to trade,
Began to receive great profits.
In their chambers of white stone
Sadko arranged everything in a heavenly way:
The sun is in the sky - and the sun is in the chambers,
A month in the sky - and a month in the wards,
Stars in the sky - and stars in the chambers.

Then Sadko the merchant, a rich guest,
He invited me to an honorable feast
Thy men of Novogorodsk
And your abbots of Novogorodsky:
Foma Nazaryev and Luka Zinoviev.

Everyone ate at the feast,
Everyone got drunk at the feast,
All boasted of praise.
Another boasts of countless golden treasury,
Another boasts of strength-good luck,
Who boasts of a good horse,
Who boasts of a glorious patronymic.
Glorious patronymic, young youth,
The smart one boasts of the old father,
The madman boasts of his young wife.

The abbots of the New City say:
- We all ate at the feast,
Everyone got drunk on honor,
All boasted of praise.
Why doesn't Sadko boast of anything with us?
That we have Sadko does not boast of anything?
- And what should I, Sadka, brag about,
What should I brag about, Sadka?
Is my treasury not thin with gold,
Colored dress is not worn,
The Horobr squad does not change.
And to boast - not to boast of countless gold treasury:
I will buy New City goods,
Bad goods and good ones!

Before he could say a word,
As rectors of Novogorodsk
Hit on a big bet
About the countless golden treasury,
About thirty thousand money:
How to redeem Sadka New Year's goods,
Bad goods and good ones,
So that there were no more goods for sale in Novegrad.
Sadko got up the next day early, early,
He woke up his squad Khorobruya,

And he himself went straight to the living room,
How I bought the New Year goods,
Bad goods and good ones,

The next day, Sadko got up early, early,
I woke up my good squad,
Without an account he gave a golden treasury
And disbanded the squad along the streets of the trade,
Doubly imported goods,
Doubly full of goods
To thuja to the glory of the great Novogorodskaya.
Again I bought goods from New Town,
Bad goods and good ones,
To my countless gold treasury.

On the third day, Sadko got up early, early,
I woke up my good squad,
Without an account he gave a golden treasury
And disbanded the squad along the streets of the trade,
And he himself went straight to the living room:
Three times the goods were brought,
Three times full of goods,
Moscow goods arrived
To the thuja to the great Novogorodsk glory.

As Sadko thought about it:
“Do not redeem goods from all over the world:
I will also buy Moscow goods,
Overseas goods will arrive.
It’s not me, apparently, the merchant is rich in Novogorodsk -
Glorious Novgorod is richer than me.
He gave to the rectors of Novogorodsk
He has thirty thousand dollars.

To my countless gold treasury
Sadko built thirty ships,
Thirty ships, thirty dark ones;
On those on the ships on blackened
Dumped the goods of New City,
Sadko went along the Volkhov,
From Volkhov to Ladoga,
And from Ladoga to the Neva River,
And from the Neva River in the blue sea.
As he rode across the blue sea,
He returned to the Golden Horde,
Selling New Year's goods
Received great profits,
He poured barrels of forty red gold, pure silver,
Went back to Novgorod
He traveled across the blue sea.

Strong weather converged on the blue sea,
Blackened ships stagnated on the blue sea:
Breaks blackened boats;

Says Sadko the merchant, a rich guest,
To their squad, they are good:
- Oh, you, good friend!
As we traveled the sea for a century,
And they did not pay tribute to the sea king:
It can be seen that the king of the sea demands tribute from us,
Demands tribute in the blue sea.
Ay, brothers, a good team!
Charge a forty barrel of pure silver,
Lower the barrel into the blue sea, -
His team is good
Charged a barrel of pure silver,
I lowered a barrel in the blue sea;
And it beats with a wave, tears the sails,
Breaks black boats,
And the ships will not move from their place on the blue sea.

Here his squad is good
I took a barrel-magpie of red gold,
I lowered the barrel into the blue sea:
And it beats with a wave, tears the sails,
Breaks black boats,
And the ships will all move from their place on the blue sea.
Says Sadko the merchant, a wealthy guest:
- Apparently, the king of the sea requires
Living head in the blue sea.
Make, brothers, lots of Volzhan,
I myself will do it on red on gold,
Everyone sign your names
Cast lots on the blue sea:
Whose lot will go to the bottom,
Such to go to the blue sea.

They made lots of Volzhany,
And Sadko himself did it on red on gold,
Everyone signed their name
Cast lots on the blue sea.
Like the whole squad are good
The foals float like gogol on the water,
Says Sadko the merchant, a wealthy guest:
These lots are incorrect:
Draw lots on red on gold,
And I will make a free lot.
They made lots on red on gold,
And Sadko himself made a free lot.
Everyone signed their name
Cast lots on the blue sea:
Like the whole squad are good
Fots are floating like gogol along the zoda,
And at Sadko the merchant - with a key to the bottom.

Says Sadko the merchant, a wealthy guest:
- Oh, brothers, good team!
Apparently, the king of the sea demands
Sadko himself rich in the blue sea.
Carry my imposing ink,
Swan feather, sheet of stamped paper.

They brought him imposing ink,
Swan feather, sheet of stamped paper,
He began to unsubscribe to the name:
What estate he wrote to God's churches,
Another property of the poor brethren,
Another name for a young wife,
The rest of the estate to the good squad.

Sadko the merchant, a wealthy guest, said:
- Oh, brothers, good team!
Give me guselki yarovchaty,
Play something for me in the rest:
I don't play guselki anymore.
Ali take me a harp with me in the blue sea?

He takes the guselki yarovchaty,
He himself says these words:
- Dump the oak plank into the water:
Though I fall on an oak board,
I'm not so afraid to accept death in the blue sea.
They dumped an oak plank on the water,
Then ships sailed across the blue sea,
They flew like black crows.

Sadko remained on the blue sea.
From that with great passions
I fell asleep on a plank on an oak tree.
Sadko woke up in the blue sea,
In the deep blue sea,
Through the water I saw the red sun baking,
Evening dawn, morning dawn.
I saw Sadko: in the blue sea
There is a white-stone chamber.
Sadko came into the white stone ward:
The king of the sea is sitting in the chamber,
The king's head is like a heap of hay.
The king says these words:
- Oh, you, Sadko the merchant, a rich guest!
For a century you, Sadko, traveled by sea,
I, the king, did not pay tribute,
And nony all came to me in gifts.
They will say that the master of playing guselki is yarovchata;
Play me guselki yarovchaty.

How Sadko began to play in the gooselets of the yarovchata,
As the king of the sea began to dance in the blue sea,
How the king of the sea danced.
Sadko played for a day, played others
Yes, Sadko and third played -
And all the king of the sea dances in the blue sea.
In the blue sea the water rippled
With yellow sand, the water was confused,
It began to break many ships on the blue sea,
Many names began to die,
Many righteous people began to drown.

How the people began to pray to Mikola Mozhaisky,
How it touched Sadka on the right shoulder:
- Oh, you, Sadko Novogorodsky!
It is full to play goslings yarovchaty! —
He turned around, looking Sadko Novogorodsky:
A grey-haired old man is already standing.
Sadko Novogorodsky said:
- I have no will of my own in the blue sea,
Ordered to play guselki yarovchata.

The old man says these words:
- And you pull out the strings,
And you break the pins
Say: “I didn’t have strings,
And the pegs were not useful,
Nothing else to play
The goslings of the yarovchaty have broken down. ”
The king of the sea will tell you:
"Would you like to marry in the blue sea
On the darling on the red girl?
Say these words to him:
"I have no will of my own in the blue sea."
Again the king of the sea will say:
“Well, Sadko, get up early in the morning,
Choose yourself a beautiful girl.
How will you choose a beautiful girl,
So skip the first three hundred girls,
And skip another three hundred girls,
And skip the third three hundred girls;
Behind comes a beautiful girl,
Beautiful girl Chernavushka,
Marry Tuya Chernava...
You will be, Sadko, in Novegrad.
And on your countless gold treasury
Build a cathedral church for Mykola Mozhaisk.

Sadko pulled the strings in the guselka,
I broke the pins in the spring ones.
The king of the sea says to him:
- Oh, you, Sadko Novogorodsky!
Why don't you play guselki yarovchata?
- My strings in the gooselets pulled out,
And the pegs in the yarovchaty broke out,
But the spare strings did not happen,
And the pegs were not useful.

The king says these words:
- Would you like to marry in the blue sea
On the darling on the red girl? -
Sadko Novogorodsky tells him:
“I have no will of my own in the blue sea.”
Again the king of the sea says:
- Well, Sadko, get up early in the morning,
Choose your beautiful girl.
Sadko got up early in the morning,
Look: there are three hundred red girls.
He missed the first three hundred girls,
And another three hundred girls missed,
And missed the third three hundred girls;
Behind was a beautiful girl,
Beautiful girl Chernavushka,
He took thuja Chernava to marry himself.

How was their dining room an honorable feast
How Sadko went to bed on the first night,
As Sadko woke up in Novegrad,
About the river Chernava on a steep ridge,
As it looks - they are already running
His blackened ships along the Volkhov
Sadka's wife commemorates with her retinue in the blue sea:
- Do not visit Sadka from the blue of the sea! -
And the squad commemorates one Sadko:

And Sadko stands on a steep ridge,
Meets his friend from Volkhov
Here his squad was surprised:
- Sadko remained in the blue sea!
He found himself ahead of us in Novegrad,
Meets the squad from Volkhov!
Sadko met a good squad
And he led me to the white-stone chambers.
Here his wife rejoiced,
She took Sadka by the white hands,
Kissed on the lips in sugar.

Sadko began to unload from blackened ships
The estate is a treasury of countless gold.
How he unloaded from blackened ships,
He built the cathedral church to Mikola Mozhaisk.

Sadko did not go to the blue sea anymore,
Sadko began to live in Novegrad.

Story.]

Lived in Novgorod Sadko. He was a harpist, went to merry feasts, entertained rich people with his skillful playing, and that is how he lived. There were frequent feasts in rich commercial Novgorod. But it happened once: the day comes, another, third, - Sadko is not invited to an honest feast.

Sadko. Educational filmstrip

Sadko got bored, he went to Ilmen Lake, sat down on a coastal stone and began to play on his guselkas. Suddenly the water in the lake stirred; the king of the sea came out of the water and said: “Ah, you, Sadko of Novgorod, I don’t know how to welcome you for your great joys, for your tender game. Go to Novgorod and bet, lay your wild head, and turn out shops of red goods from merchants and argue that in Ilmen Lake there is a fish-golden feathers. As soon as you bet, go tie a silk net and come to fish in Lake Ilmen. I will give you three fish-gold feathers; then you, Sadko, will be happy.”

Sadko did as the king of the sea ordered him. Sadko was invited to an honest feast. He amused the guests with his skillful game, the guests amused themselves with intoxicated wine. Here he began to boast that he knew a wonderful miracle in Lake Ilmen, that there was a fish-golden feathers in the lake. The merchants argued that there could not be such an outlandish fish in the lake. Then Sadko offered to bet. “I’ll lay down my wild head,” he says to the merchants, “and you lay down shops for red goods.”

There were three merchants - they hit the mortgage. They tied a silk seine and went to fish on Lake Ilmen. They threw a net - and they got a golden feather fish, they threw it a second time - they got a second golden feather fish, they threw a third net - they got a third golden fish.

There is nothing to do - the merchants gave Sadko their shops of red goods. From that time on, he began to trade, began to receive good profits; he amassed a great estate, built himself white-stone chambers, he himself began to set feasts for glory.

Once he invited guests to his feast - the abbots of Novgorod. Everyone ate at the feast, everyone got drunk at the feast, everyone boasted of boasting: some boast of countless golden treasury, some boast of valiant strength, some of a good horse, some of a glorious fatherland, some of young youth. But Sadko keeps silent.

The guests began to say: “Why doesn’t our Sadko boast of anything?” He says in response: “What can I brag about? Whether my gold treasury is not thinning, the dress is not worn in color, the brave squad does not change. And to brag is not to brag about an innumerable gold treasury: with my gold treasury I will redeem all Novgorod goods, bad goods and good ones!

Before he had time to utter a word, the abbots of Novgorod struck with him on a great mortgage - thirty thousand, which would not redeem him all the goods of Novgorod.

The next day, Sadko got up early in the morning, woke up his fellows, gave them gold treasuries without counting, sent them along all the shopping streets, and he himself went to the living room. And they bought all the goods. But on the second day, in the shops and rows, doubly imported goods, doubly stocked up for the glory of Novgorod the Great. Sadko again bought up all the goods. On the third day, he again goes out with his retinue to buy goods - three times the goods brought in, three times stocked up; Moscow goods also arrived.

Here the rich Sadko became thoughtful - he boasted too much, apparently. “If I can’t buy goods from all over the world,” he says, “I’ll buy Moscow goods - overseas goods will arrive in time. It’s not me, apparently, the merchant of Novgorod is rich - the glorious Novgorod is richer than me! And Sadok had to pay the mortgage.

He built thirty ships, loaded Novgorod goods on them; he sold them overseas, received great profits, poured barrels of red gold, pure silver. Sadko is going back to Novgorod. But suddenly a marvelous thing happened on the sea. A terrible storm arose, “it beats with a wave, tears the sails, breaks the scarlet ships, and the ships will not move from their place.”

“For a century we traveled by sea,” says Sadko, “but we did not pay tribute to the sea king: it is clear that the king of the sea demands tribute from us.” Orders Sadko to throw a barrel of pure silver into the sea, but the storm does not subside, and the ships all move. They throw a barrel of red gold - this does not help either. “It can be seen that the king of the sea demands a living head into the blue sea!” Sadko says. Twice shipbuilders cast lots, who should go to the blue sea. Both times the lot points to Sadko himself.

He submits to his fate. He writes a spiritual testament: part of the estate he writes to God's churches, part to the poor brethren, part to his young wife, and the rest to his brave squad. He takes his goose with him. “Throw,” he says, “an oak plank into the water: death will not be so terrible to me.”

Sadko remained on the blue sea, and the ships flew like black crows, flew to Novgorod the Great. Sadko fell asleep on an oak board, and woke up in the blue sea, at the very bottom. He saw a white-stone chamber at the bottom, went into the chamber, he sees - the king of the sea is sitting there. “Hey you, Sadko merchant, rich guest! says the sea king. - For a century you traveled by sea, you didn’t pay tribute to me, the king, and now you yourself have come to me as a present. Play your guselki yarovchata for me.

Sadko began to play. How the king of the sea danced here! Sadko played for a day, played others, played third ones, and still the king of the sea danced! In the blue sea, the water stirred, it became confused with yellow sand, many ships began to be smashed on the blue sea, good things began to perish a lot, righteous people drowned a lot. In Novgorod, the people began to pray to Nicholas of Mozhaisky.

Sadko. Artist I. Repin, 1876

Suddenly he hears Sadko - someone touched his right shoulder, and he hears a voice: “Enough for you, Sadko, to play guselki yarovchaty!” He turned around and saw: a gray-haired old man was standing. Sadko tells him: “I don’t have my own will in the blue sea - I was ordered to play.” The old man answers him: “And you pluck the strings, break the pegs, say: I didn’t have strings, but the pegs were not useful, the guselki were broken - there’s nothing else to play. The king will offer you to marry, choose the girl Chernavushka. And when you are in Novgorod, use your countless gold treasury to build a church for St. Nicholas of Mozhaisky.”

Sadko obeyed, did everything as the elder ordered. He married among the seabed to the girl Chernavushka. The sea king had a table - an honest feast. Sadko fell asleep on the blue sea, and woke up in Novgorod, on the steep bank of the Chernava River.

He looks - his ships are running along the Volkhov. He meets his team. The squad marvels: “Sadko remained in the blue sea, he found himself ahead of us in Novgorod!” As Sadko unloaded his countless gold treasury from the ships, he built the cathedral church to Nikola Mozhaisky.

And Sadko no longer began to go to the blue sea, he began to live in Novgorod.

Sadko is a Russian folk epic, on the wisdom of which more than one generation has been brought up. It tells how the poor musician Sadko lives. He earns his living by playing the harp during feasts. One day, the gusliar is not invited to the festivities for several days. Out of annoyance, Sadko went to the lake. Who will he meet there, and how will the fate of the young man turn after that? Learn from the work about talent, masculinity, the ability to listen to friendly advice and not miss your luck.

There lived a good fellow in rich Novgorod, by the name of Sadko, and in the street he was nicknamed Sadko the gusler. He lived as a bobyl, he lived from bread to kvass - no yard, no stake, only psaltery, sonorous, bright, and the talent of a gusliar-singer, and he inherited from his parents.

And the fame of him flowed like a river throughout Veliky Novgorod. It was not for nothing that Sadko was called to play in the golden-domed boyars’ mansions, and in the white-stone merchant mansions at feasts, to amuse the guests.

He will play, start singing - all the noble boyars, all the first-class merchants listen to the harpist, they will not hear enough. So well done and lived that he went to feasts. But it turned out like this: for a day or two, Sadok was not invited to the feast, and on the third day they were not invited, they were not called. It seemed bitter and insulting to him.

Sadko took his yarovchaty gusels, went to Ilmen-lake. He sat down on the shore on a blue-flammable stone and struck the sonorous strings, started an iridescent chant. Played on the beach from morning until evening. And at the sunset of the red sun, Ilmen-lake was agitated.

A wave rose like a high mountain, water mixed with sand, and Vodyanoy himself, the owner of Lake Ilmen, came ashore. I took the gusliar dumbfounded. And the Vodyanoy said these words:

Thank you, Sadko-gusliar Novgorod! Today I had a dining-festival, honors a feast. You amused, amused my guests. And I want you for that welcome!

Tomorrow they will call you to the first-class merchant to play the harp, to amuse eminent Novgorod merchants. Merchants will drink, eat, boast, boast. One will boast of an uncountable gold treasury, another of expensive overseas goods, a third will boast of a good horse and a silk port. The smart one will boast of his father and mother, and the stupid one - of his young wife. Then eminent merchants will ask you what you, Sadko, could brag about, brag about. And I'll teach you how to keep the answer and become rich.

And Vodyanoy, the owner of Ilmen-lake, told the gusliar-orphan a marvelous secret.

The next day, they called Sadok into the white-stone chambers of the eminent merchant on the harp, to amuse the guests.

Tables from drinks and from food are bursting. The feast is half a feast, and the guests, the merchants of Novgorod, sit half drunk. They began to brag to each other: some with a golden treasury-wealth, some with expensive goods, some with a good horse and a silk port. A smart man boasts of his father, mother, and a stupid one boasts of his young wife.

Then they began to ask Sadok, to extort from the good fellow:

And you, young harpist, what do you boast about?

Sadko keeps the answer to those words-speech:

Ah, you rich Novgorod merchants! Well, what should I brag to you about? You know yourself: I have neither gold nor silver, there are no shops with expensive goods in the living room. There is only one thing I can boast about. Only I know, I know the miraculous and marvelous marvelous. There is a golden feather fish in our glorious Ilmen Lake. And no one saw that fish. Didn't see it, didn't catch it. And whoever catches that fish-golden feather and sips fish soup will become young from the old. That's the only thing I can boast about, brag about!

Eminent merchants made noise, argued:

You are empty, Sadko, boasting. For centuries, no one has heard that there is such a fish-golden feather and that having sipped fish soup from that fish, an old man will become young, he can become!

The six richest Novgorod merchants argued the most:

There is no such fish as you are talking about, Sadko. We'll bet on a big bet. All our shops in the living room row, all our wealth-wealth is mortgaged! Only you have nothing to put up against our great pledge!
- I'm going to catch the golden feather fish! And against your great mortgage I put my violent head, ”answered Sadko the gusler.

On that matter, they got along and ended the dispute with a handshake on a mortgage.

Soon a silk seine was tied up. They threw that seine into Lake Ilmen for the first time - and pulled out a fish-golden feather. They swept the net another time - and caught another golden feather fish. They cast a net for the third time - they caught the third golden feather fish.

The Waterman kept his word - the owner of Ilmen Lake, rewarded Sadko, granted. The orphan-guslar won a great mortgage, received innumerable wealth and became a famous Novgorod merchant. He led a large trade in Novgorod, and his clerks trade in other cities, in near and far places. The wealth of Sadok is multiplying by leaps and bounds. And he soon became the richest merchant in the glorious Veliky Novgorod. He built white-stone chambers. The chambers in those chambers are miraculous: they are decorated with expensive overseas wood, gold-silver and crystal. No one has ever seen such chambers, and there were no such chambers by hearsay.

And after that, Sadko married, brought the young mistress into the house and started a feast-table in the new chambers. He gathered for the feast the well-born boyars, all the eminent merchants of Novgorod, and invited the peasants of Novgorod. Everyone found a place in the mansions of the hospitable host. The guests got drunk, ate, got tipsy, argued. Who talks loudly about what and boasts. And Sadko walks around the wards and says these words:

My dear guests: you noble boyars, you eminent rich merchants, and you peasants of Novgorod! All of you at my place, at Sadok, got drunk and ate at the feast, and now you are arguing noisily, boasting. One speaks the truth, and another boasts of empty things. Apparently, I need to talk about myself. And what can I boast about? My wealth has no budget. I have so much gold treasury that I can buy all Novgorod goods, all goods - good and bad. And there will be no goods in Veliky glorious Novgorod.

That arrogant speech, boastful, offensive, seemed to the whole capital: to the boyars, and to the merchants, and to the peasants of Novgorod. The guests made noise, argued:

It has never happened and never will be, that one person could buy up all Novgorod goods, buy and sell our Great, glorious Novgorod. And we are fighting with you about a great pledge of forty thousand: you will not overpower, Sadko, the lord of Veliky Novgorod. No matter how rich and powerful one person is, but against the city, against the people, he is a dry straw!

And Sadko stands on his own, does not let up and bets on a large mortgage, puts up forty thousand ... And at that feasting and dining ended. The guests dispersed and departed.

And Sadko the next day got up early, early, washed himself white, woke up his squad, faithful assistants, filled them with gold treasury full and sent them through the trading streets, and Sadko himself went to the living room, where shops sell expensive goods. So all day long, from morning to evening, Sadko, a rich merchant, with his faithful assistants, bought up all the goods in all the shops of Glorious Veliky Novgorod, and by sunset they bought up everything like a broom. There were no goods left in Nove-Gorod even for a copper penny. And the next day - look, look - the Novgorod shops are bursting with goods, they brought more goods during the night than before.

With his retinue, with assistants, Sadko began to buy goods along all the shopping streets and in the living room. And by the evening, by the sunset, there were no goods left in Novgorod for a single penny. They bought everything up and took it to the barns of Sadka the rich man. On the third day, Sadko sent assistants with a gold treasury, and he himself went to the living room and saw: there were more goods in all the shops than before. Moscow goods were brought in at night. Sadko hears the rumor that convoys with goods are coming from Moscow, and from Tver, and from many other cities, and ships run across the sea with goods from overseas.

Here Sadko became thoughtful, became sad:

I can’t overpower the Lord of Veliky Novgorod, I can’t buy the goods of all Russian cities and from all over the white world. It can be seen that no matter how rich I am, the Great Glorious Novgorod is richer than me. I'd rather lose my mortgage by forty thousand. All the same, I can’t overpower the city and the people of Novgorod. I see now that there is no such force-power that one person could oppose the people.

He gave Sadko his great pledge - forty thousand. And built forty ships. He loaded all the goods bought on ships and sailed on ships to trade in overseas countries. In overseas lands, he sold Novgorod goods with a large profit.

And on the way back, a great misfortune befell the blue sea. All forty ships, as if rooted to the place, stopped. The wind bends the mast and tears the tackle, the sea wave beats, and all forty ships, as if at anchor, cannot move.

And Sadko said to the helmsmen and the crew of the ship:

It can be seen that the Tsar of the Sea requires a tribute-ransom from us. Take, guys, a barrel of gold and throw money into the blue sea.

They swept a barrel of gold into the sea, but the ships still did not budge. They are beaten by a wave, the wind is tearing the tackle.

The Tsar of the Sea does not accept our gold, - Sadko said. - Not otherwise than he demands a living soul from us.

And he ordered to throw lots. Each got a fake lot, and Sadko took an oak lot for himself. And on each lot there is a nominal litter. Cast lots in the blue sea. Whose lot will sink, go to the Sea King. Lime - like ducks swam. Ride on the wave. And the oak lot of Sadok himself went like a key to the bottom. Then Sadko spoke:

Here the mistake came out: the oak lot is heavier than the fake ones, that's why it went to the bottom. Let's kick it one more time.

Sadko made a fake lot for himself, and once again the lot was thrown into the blue sea. All the lots swam like a gogol duck, and Sadkov's lot, like a key, dived to the bottom. Then Sadko, a wealthy merchant from Novgorod, said:

There is nothing to do, children, it is clear that the Tsar of the Sea does not want to accept another head, but he demands my violent head.

He took paper and a goose quill and began to write a painting: how and to whom to leave his estate and wealth. Unsubscribed, refused money to the monasteries for the mention of the soul. He awarded his squad, all assistants and clerks. He wrote off a lot of the treasury for the poor brethren, for widows, for orphans, he wrote off a lot of wealth, he refused his young wife. After that he spoke:

Let down, my dear vigilantes, an oak plank overboard. I'm afraid to suddenly descend into the blue sea.

They lowered a wide reliable board into the sea. Sadko said goodbye to his faithful warriors, grabbed his sonorous, ardent harp.

I'll play the board for the last time before I die! And with those words, Sadko went down to the oak raft, and all the ships immediately set off, the silk sails filled with wind, and they sailed on their way, as if there had been no stop.

Suffered Sadok on an oak plank across the sea-ocean, and he lies, strumming and strumming on the gusel, grieving about his fate-share, remembering his former life. And the sea wave shakes the raft-board, Sadka lulls on the board, and he did not notice how he fell into a slumber, and then fell into a deep sleep.

How long, short that dream lasted - is unknown. Sadko woke up, woke up at the bottom of the sea-ocean, near the white-stone chambers. A servant ran out of the chambers and led Sadok to the mansion. He led me into a large room, and there the King of the Sea himself was sitting. The king has a golden crown on his head. The Sea King spoke:

Hello, dear guest, long-awaited! I heard a lot about you from my nephew Vodyanoy - the owner of the glorious Ilmen Lake - about your playing on the harp harp. And I wanted to hear from you. For this, your ships stopped and your nominal lot drowned twice.

After that, he called the servant:

Heat up a hot bath! Let our guest from the road take a steam bath, wash, and then rest. Then we'll have a feast. Soon the invited guests will begin to arrive.

In the evening, the king started a Sea feast for the whole world. Tsars and princes gathered from different seas, Watermen from different lakes and rivers. Vodyanoy also sailed - the owner of Ilmen-lake. The King of the Sea has plenty of drinks and food: drink, eat, soul-measure! The guests ate, got tipsy. The owner, the king of the Sea, says:

Well, Sadko, have fun, amuse us! Yes, play more fun, so that your legs walk with a shaker.

Sadko played fervently, cheerfully. The guests could not sit at the table, they jumped out from behind the tables and started dancing, and they danced so much that a great storm began on the sea-ocean. And many ships perished that night. Passion how many people drowned!

The harpist plays, and the Sea kings with the princes and the Watermen dance, shout:

Oh, burn, speak!

Here, near Sadok, the Water Master of Lake Ilmen turned up and whispered in the harper's ear:

Something bad is going on here with my uncle. On the sea-ocean from this dance, such bad weather broke out. Ships, people and goods perished - darkness, darkness. Stop playing and the dance will end.
How can I stop playing? At the bottom of the sea-ocean, I have no will of my own. Until your uncle, the King of the Sea himself, orders, I cannot stop.
- And you cut off the strings and break the pegs and tell the Tsar of the Sea: you don’t have spare strings, but here there is nowhere to get spare strings and pegs. And as soon as you stop playing, the feasting will end, the guests will go home, the king of the Sea, in order to keep you in the underwater kingdom, will force you to choose a bride and marry. And you agree to that. First, three hundred beautiful girls will be led in front of you, then another three hundred girls - whatever you think of to say, not to describe with a pen, but only to tell in a fairy tale - they will pass in front of you, and you stand and be silent. Three hundred more beautiful girls will be brought before you. You let everyone pass, point to the last one and say: “I want to marry this girl, Chernavushka.” That is my own sister, she will rescue you from captivity, from captivity.

Vodianoi, the owner of Lake Ilmen, spoke these words and mingled with the guests.

And Sadko broke the strings, broke the pegs and said to the Sea King:

I need to replace the strings and fit new pins, but I don’t have spare ones.
- Well, where can I find strings and pegs for you now. Tomorrow I will send messengers, and today the feasting table is already over.

The next day, the Sea King says:

To be you, Sadko, my faithful gusler. Everyone loves your game. Marry any beautiful sea girl, and you will live better in my sea kingdom-state than in Novgorod. Choose your bride!

The King of the Sea clapped his hands - and out of nowhere, beautiful girls, one more beautiful than the other, went past Sadok. Thus passed three hundred maidens. Behind them are still three hundred girls, so pretty that it is impossible to describe with a pen, only to tell in a fairy tale, and Sadko stands silent. Those beauties are still followed by three hundred maidens, much more beautiful than before. Sadko looks, does not stop admiring, but as the last beautiful girl in the row appeared, the harpman said to the Sea King:

I chose my bride. I want to marry this beautiful girl. - he pointed to Chernavushka.
- Oh, well done you, Sadko-gusler! You chose a good bride, because she is my niece. Chernava river. We will now be related to you.

They took a merry feast and for a wedding. The feasting is over. They took the young to a special rest. And as soon as the doors closed, Chernava said to Sadk:

Lie down, sleep, rest, don't think about anything. As my brother, the Water Master of Ilmen Lake, ordered, everything will come true.

He rolled over, fell into a deep sleep on Sadko. And when he woke up in the morning, he couldn’t believe his eyes: he was sitting on the steep bank of the Chernava River, where the Chernava flows into the Volkhov River. And along the Volkhov run-hurry his forty ships with a faithful retinue.

And the squad from the ships of Sadko saw, wondered:

We left Sadko in the blue sea-ocean, and Sadko meets us near Novgorod. Either, brothers, it's not a miracle, or it's not a miracle!

They lowered and sent a karbasok, a small boat, for Sadok. Sadko moved to his ship, and soon the ships approached the Novgorod wharf. They unloaded overseas goods and barrels of gold into the barns of Sadok the merchant. Sadko called his faithful assistants, the squad to his white-stone chambers.

And a beautiful young wife ran out onto the porch. She threw herself on Sadko's chest, hugged him, kissed him:

But I had a vision, my dear husband, that you would arrive today from overseas countries!

They drank and ate, and Sadko began to live and live in Novgorod with his young wife. And that is where my story about Sadko ends.

Sadko was very poor, and he only had a harp. He loved to play beautiful music on them, and when no one wanted to listen to him, he would go to the shore of the lake and play there. The king of the sea heard his beautiful music. He ordered Sadko to bet with the merchants, and that he told them that he could catch a goldfish. Sadko did everything as the tsar ordered. For this, the king caught him a goldfish. Yes, he won the bet. Sadko got rich and became the richest. He began to boast that he could buy up the whole city. I started buying, but gold and silver began to run out quickly. So, he sailed to other cities with his goods. A storm has begun. He realized that it was the king of the sea who was indignant and threw his silver and gold into the sea. But the waves did not let up. Then Sadko rushed himself and fell to the bottom of the sea. Then, choosing one earthly girl, he saved himself and the girl. They returned to earth.

Sadko was poor, he played the harp well, so he was called to feasts, but at some point they stopped, because of this he went to the lake, sat on a stone and played the harp, he did not even notice that the sea was raging, on the third day he understood this, it turns out that the king heard his beautiful music, he ordered him to go to the merchants, argue with them, tell them that you would catch a goldfish. As a result, the king caught Sadko a fish, after that he became very rich, arranged a feast and said that he could buy the whole city, then he was told that if you can’t, then you will give everyone 30 gold, he began to buy, but he didn’t have enough gold, he gave everyone 30 gold, and he bought ships for the rest, he sailed with with his squad through the cities, but a storm began, he realized that the king was angry because Sadko did not give him tribute, then he rushed into the sea and began to play his harp, then, choosing a sea girl, he saved himself and the girl. the next day he was on the ground, the whole squad was surprised. After that, Sadko did not go to the blue sea anymore, he began to live in Novogorod.

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Sadko (epic)

And Sadko said to the helmsmen and the crew of the ship:
- Apparently, the king of the Sea demands a tribute-ransom from us. Take, guys, a barrel of gold and throw money into the blue sea.
They swept a barrel of gold into the sea, but the ships still did not budge. They are beaten by a wave, the wind is tearing the tackle.
“The Tsar of the Sea does not accept our gold,” Sadko said. “Not otherwise than it demands a living soul from us.
And he ordered to throw lots. Each got a fake lot, and Sadko took an oak lot for himself. And on each lot there is a nominal litter. Cast lots in the blue sea. Whose lot will sink, go to the Sea King. Lime - like ducks swam. Ride on the wave. And the oak lot of Sadok himself went like a key to the bottom. Then Sadko spoke:
- Here the mistake came out: the oak lot is heavier than the linden ones, that's why it went to the bottom. Let's kick it one more time.
Sadko made a fake lot for himself, and once again the lot was thrown into the blue sea. All the lots swam like a gogol duck, and Sadkov's lot, like a key, dived to the bottom. Then Sadko, a wealthy merchant from Novgorod, said:
- There is nothing to do, children, it is clear that the Tsar of the Sea does not want to accept another head, but he demands my violent head.
He took paper and a goose quill and began to write a painting: how and to whom to leave his estate and wealth. Unsubscribed, refused money to the monasteries for the mention of the soul. He awarded his squad, all assistants and clerks. He wrote off a lot of the treasury for the poor brethren, for widows, for orphans, he wrote off a lot of wealth, he refused his young wife. After that he spoke:
- Let it go, my dear combatants, overboard with an oak plank. I'm afraid to suddenly descend into the blue sea.
They lowered a wide reliable board into the sea. Sadko said goodbye to his faithful warriors, grabbed his sonorous, ardent harp.
- I will play the board for the last time before I die! And with those words, Sadko went down to the oak raft, and all the ships immediately set off, the silk sails filled with wind, and they sailed on their way, as if there had been no stop.

Suffered Sadok on an oak plank across the sea-ocean, and he lies, strumming and strumming on the gusel, grieving about his fate-share, remembering his former life. And the sea wave shakes the raft-board, Sadka lulls on the board, and he did not notice how he fell into a slumber, and then fell into a deep sleep.
How long, short that dream lasted - is unknown. Sadko woke up, woke up at the bottom of the sea-ocean, near the white-stone chambers. A servant ran out of the chambers and led Sadok to the mansion. He led me into a large room, and there the King of the Sea himself was sitting. The king has a golden crown on his head. The Sea King spoke:
- Hello, dear guest, long-awaited! I heard a lot about you from my nephew Vodyanoy - the owner of the glorious Ilmen Lake - about your playing on the harp harp. And I wanted to hear from you. For this, your ships stopped and your nominal lot drowned twice.
After that, he called the servant:
- Heat a hot bath! Let our guest from the road take a steam bath, wash, and then rest. Then we'll have a feast. Soon the invited guests will begin to arrive.
In the evening, the king started a Sea feast for the whole world. Tsars and princes gathered from different seas, Watermen from different lakes and rivers. Vodyanoy also sailed - the owner of Lake Ilmen. The King of the Sea has plenty of drinks and food: drink, eat, soul-measure! The guests ate, got tipsy. The owner, the king of the Sea, says:
- Well, Sadko, have fun, amuse us! Yes, play more fun, so that your legs walk with a shaker.
Sadko played fervently, cheerfully. The guests could not sit at the table, they jumped out from behind the tables and started dancing, and they danced so much that a great storm began on the sea-ocean. And many ships perished that night.
Passion how many people drowned!
The harpist plays, and the Sea kings with the princes and the Watermen dance, shout:
- Oh, burn, speak!
Here, near Sadok, the Water Master of Lake Ilmen turned up and whispered in the harper's ear:
“A bad thing is going on here with my uncle. On the sea-ocean from this dance, such bad weather broke out. Ships, people and goods perished - darkness, darkness. Stop playing and the dance will end.
How can I stop playing? At the bottom of the sea-ocean, I have no will of my own. Until your uncle, the King of the Sea himself, orders, I cannot stop.
- And you cut off the strings and break the pegs and tell the Tsar of the Sea: you don’t have spare strings, but here there is nowhere to get spare strings and pegs. And as soon as you stop playing, the feasting will end, the guests will go home, the king of the Sea, in order to keep you in the underwater kingdom, will force you to choose a bride and marry. And you agree to that. First, three hundred beautiful girls will be led in front of you, then another three hundred girls - whatever you decide to say or describe with a pen, but only tell in a fairy tale - they will pass in front of you, and you stand and be silent. Three hundred more beautiful girls will be brought before you. You let everyone pass, point to the last one and say: “I want to marry this girl, Chernavushka.” That is my own sister, she will rescue you from captivity, from captivity.
Vodianoi, the owner of Lake Ilmen, spoke these words and mingled with the guests.
And Sadko broke the strings, broke the pegs and said to the Sea King:
- We need to replace the strings and fit new pins, but I don’t have spare ones.
- Well, where can I find strings and pegs for you now. Tomorrow I will send messengers, and today the feasting table is already over.
The next day, the Sea King says:
- Be for you, Sadku, my faithful harpist. Everyone loves your game. Marry any beautiful sea girl, and you will live better in my sea kingdom-state than in Novgorod. Choose your bride!
The King of the Sea clapped his palms - and out of nowhere, beautiful girls, one more beautiful than the other, went past Sadok. Thus passed three hundred maidens. Behind them are still three hundred girls, so pretty that it is impossible to describe with a pen, only to tell in a fairy tale, and Sadko stands silent. Those beauties are still followed by three hundred maidens, much more beautiful than before. Sadko looks, does not stop admiring, but as the last beautiful girl in the row appeared, the harpman said to the Sea King:
I chose my bride. I want to marry this beautiful girl. he pointed to Chernavushka.
- Oh, well done you, Sadko-gusler! You chose a good bride, because she is my niece. Chernava river. We will now be related to you.
They took a merry feast and for a wedding. The feasting is over. They took the young to a special rest. And as soon as the doors closed, Chernava said to Sadk:
- Lie down, sleep, rest, don't think about anything. As my brother, the Water Master of Ilmen Lake, ordered, everything will come true.
He rolled over, fell into a deep sleep on Sadko. And when he woke up in the morning, he couldn’t believe his eyes: he was sitting on the steep bank of the Chernava River, where the Chernava flows into the Volkhov River. And along the Volkhov run-hurry his forty ships with a faithful retinue.
And the squad from the ships of Sadko saw, wondered:
- We left Sadko in the blue sea-ocean, and Sadko meets us near Novgorod. Either, brothers, it's not a miracle, or it's not a miracle!
They lowered and sent a karbasok, a small boat, for Sadok. Sadko moved to his ship, and soon the ships approached the Novgorod wharf. They unloaded overseas goods and barrels of gold into the barns of Sadok the merchant. Sadko called his faithful assistants, the squad to his white-stone chambers.

And a beautiful young wife ran out onto the porch. She threw herself on Sadko's chest, hugged him, kissed him:
- But I had a vision, my dear husband, that you would arrive today from overseas countries!
They drank and ate, and Sadko began to live and live in Novgorod with his young wife. And that is where my story about Sadko ends.

- THE END -

Russian epic Retold: Nechaev A.V. Illustrations.