Tale of the golden fish. "The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish" by A. S. Pushkin. Tale of a goldfish in a new way

Once he threw a net into the sea -
The net came with one slime.
He threw a seine another time -
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw a net -
A seine came with one fish,
With not a simple fish - gold.

How the goldfish will beg!
He says in a human voice:
“Let me go, old man, into the sea!
Dear for myself, I will give a ransom:
I'll buy whatever you want."
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard the fish speak.
He released the goldfish
And he said to her a kind word:
“God be with you, goldfish!
I don't need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Walk there for yourself in the open."

The old man returned to the old woman,
He told her a great miracle:
“Today I caught a fish,
Goldfish, not simple;
In our opinion, the fish spoke,
The blue asked for a home in the sea,
Paid off at a high price:
Buy off whatever you want
I did not dare to take a ransom from her;
So he let her into the blue sea.
The old woman scolded the old man:
"You fool, you fool!
You did not know how to take a ransom from a fish!
If only you took a trough from her,
Ours is completely broken."

So he went to the blue sea;
Sees - the sea is slightly played out.
A fish swam up to him and asked;
"What do you want, old man?"
"Have mercy, sovereign fish,
My old woman scolded me
Does not give the old man peace to me:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely broken."
The goldfish replies:
“Do not be sad, go with God.
You will have a new trough."

The old man returned to the old woman,
The old woman has a new trough.
The old woman scolds even more:
"You fool, you fool!
Begged, fool, trough!
Is there a lot of self-interest in the trough?
Come back, fool, you are to the fish;
Bow to her, ask for a hut already.

Here he went to the blue sea
(The blue sea is clouded).
He began to call goldfish.
"What do you want, old man?"
“Have mercy, empress fish!
The old woman scolds even more,
Does not give the old man peace to me:
A grumpy woman asks for a hut.
The goldfish replies:
"Do not be sad, go with God,
So be it: you will already have a hut.

He went to his dugout,
And there is no trace of the dugout;
In front of him is a hut with a light,
With a brick, whitewashed pipe,
With oak, plank gates.
The old woman sits under the window,
On what light is the husband scolds:
"You fool, you straight-forward fool!
Begged, simpleton, a hut!
Come back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a black peasant
I want to be a noblewoman."

The old man went to the blue sea
(Restless blue sea).
He began to call the goldfish.
A fish swam up to him and asked:
"What do you want, old man?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, empress fish!
More than ever, the old woman freaked out,
Does not give the old man peace to me:
She doesn't want to be a peasant
Wants to be a pillar noblewoman.
The goldfish replies:
"Do not be sad, go with God."

The old man returned to the old woman,
What does he see? High tower.
On the porch stands his old woman
In an expensive sable shower jacket,
Brocade on the top of the kichka,
Pearls weighed down the neck,
On the hands of gold rings,
On her feet are red boots.
Before her are zealous servants;
She beats them, drags them by the chuprun.
The old man says to his old woman:
“Hello, lady-madame noblewoman!
Tea, now your darling is satisfied.
The old woman yelled at him
She sent him to serve at the stable.

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more furious;
Again he sends the old man to the fish:
“Come back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a pillar noblewoman.
And I want to be a free queen.
The old man was frightened, he begged:
“What are you, woman, overeating with henbane?
You can neither step nor speak.
You will make the whole kingdom laugh."
The old woman got more angry,
She hit her husband on the cheek.
"How dare you, man, argue with me,
With me, a pillar noblewoman?
Go to the sea, they tell you with honor;
If you don’t go, they will lead you involuntarily.”

The old man went to the sea
(Blackened blue sea).
He began to call the goldfish.
A fish swam up to him and asked:
"What do you want, old man?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, empress fish!
Again my old woman rebels:
She no longer wants to be a noblewoman,
Wants to be a free queen.
The goldfish replies:
“Do not be sad, go with God!
Good! the old woman will be queen!

The old man returned to the old woman,
Well? before him are the royal chambers,
In the wards he sees his old woman,
She sits at the table like a queen,
Boyars and nobles serve her,
They pour her overseas wines;
She eats a printed gingerbread;
Around her stands a formidable guard,
They hold axes on their shoulders.
As the old man saw, he was frightened!
He bowed at the feet of the old woman,
He said: “Hello, formidable queen!
Well, now your darling is happy?
The old woman did not look at him,
She only ordered him to be driven out of sight.
The boyars and nobles ran up,
They pushed the old man with you.
And at the door, the guard ran up,
I almost chopped it with axes,
And the people laughed at him:
“To serve you, old ignoramus!
Henceforth you, ignoramus, science:
Don't get in your sleigh!"

Here's a week, another one goes by
Even worse, the old woman was furious:
He sends courtiers for her husband.
They found the old man, brought him to her.
The old woman says to the old man:
“Come back, bow to the fish.
I don't want to be a free queen
I want to be the mistress of the sea,
To live for me in the ocean-sea,
To serve me a goldfish
And I would have been on the parcels.

The fish didn't say anything.
Just splashed her tail on the water
And she went into the deep sea.
For a long time by the sea he waited for an answer,
I did not wait, I returned to the old woman
Look: again in front of him is a dugout;
On the threshold sits his old woman,
And in front of her is a broken trough.

An old man lived with his old woman
By the very blue sea;
They lived in a dilapidated dugout
Exactly thirty years and three years.
The old man was fishing with a net,
The old woman was spinning her yarn.
Once he threw a net into the sea -
The net came with one slime.
He threw a seine another time -
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw a net -
A seine came with one fish,
With not a simple fish - gold.
How the goldfish will beg!
He says in a human voice:
“Let me go, old man, into the sea!
Dear for myself, I will give a ransom:
I'll buy whatever you want."
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard the fish speak.
He released the goldfish
And he said to her a kind word:
“God be with you, goldfish!
I don't need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Walk there for yourself in the open."

So he went to the blue sea;
He sees that the sea is slightly roaring.

A fish swam up to him and asked;
"What do you want, old man?"

"Have mercy, sovereign fish,
My old woman scolded me
Does not give the old man peace to me:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely broken."
The goldfish replies:
“Do not be sad, go with God.
You will have a new trough."

Here he went to the blue sea
(The blue sea is clouded).
He began to call the goldfish.

"What do you want, old man?"

“Have mercy, empress fish!
The old woman scolds even more,
Does not give the old man peace to me:
A grumpy woman asks for a hut.
The goldfish replies:
"Do not be sad, go with God,
So be it: you will already have a hut.

The old man did not dare to argue,
He did not dare to say across the word.
Here he goes to the blue sea,
He sees a black storm on the sea:
So angry waves swelled,
So they walk, so they howl and howl.
He began to call the goldfish.
A fish swam up to him and asked:
"What do you want, old man?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, empress fish!
What am I to do with the damn woman?
She doesn't want to be queen
Wants to be the mistress of the sea:
To live for her in the ocean-sea,
For you to serve her
And she would have been on the parcels.
The fish didn't say anything.
Just splashed her tail on the water
And she went into the deep sea.
For a long time by the sea he waited for an answer,
I did not wait, I returned to the old woman
Look: again in front of him is a dugout;
On the threshold sits his old woman,
And in front of her is a broken trough.

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On the sea, on the ocean, on an island in Buyan, there was a small dilapidated hut: an old man and an old woman lived in that hut. They lived in great poverty; the old man made a net and began to go to the sea and fish: that was the only way he got his daily food. Once, somehow, the old man threw his net, began to pull, and it seemed to him as hard as it had never happened before: he barely pulled it out. Looks, and the network is empty; just one fish caught, but the fish is not simple - gold. The fish prayed to him in a human voice: “Don’t take me, old man! Better let me go into the blue sea; I myself will be useful to you: whatever you want, I’ll do it.” The old man thought and thought and said: "I don't need anything from you: go for a walk in the sea!"
Threw a goldfish into the water and returned home. The old woman asks him: "Have you caught a lot, old man?" - “Yes, just one goldfish, and he threw it into the sea; she prayed strongly: let go, she said, in the blue sea; I will become useful to you: whatever you want, I will do everything! I took pity on the fish, did not take a ransom from it, set free as a gift." - "Oh, you old devil! You fell into the hands of great happiness, but you did not manage to own it."
The old woman got angry, scolds the old man from morning to evening, does not give him peace: "If only I could beg her for bread! After all, soon there will be no dry crust; what are you going to eat?" The old man could not stand it, he went to the goldfish for bread; came to the sea and shouted in a loud voice: "Fish, fish. Stand in the sea with your tail, head towards me." The fish swam to the shore: "What do you need, old man?" - "The old woman was angry, she sent for bread." - "Go home, you will have plenty of bread." The old man came back: "Well, old woman, is there bread?" - "There is plenty of bread; but here's the trouble: the trough is split, there is nothing to wash clothes in; go to the goldfish, ask for a new one."
The old man went to the sea: "Fish, fish! Stand in the sea with your tail, head to me." A goldfish swam: "What do you want, old man?" - "The old woman sent, she asks for a new trough." - "Well, you will have a trough." The old man came back, - only through the door, and the old woman again pounced on him: "Go," she says, "to the goldfish, ask them to build a new hut; you can’t live in ours, and look what will fall apart!" The old man went to the sea: "Fish, fish! Stand in the sea with your tail, head to me." The fish swam, became its head to him, its tail in the sea and asks: "What do you need, old man?" - "Build us a new hut; the old woman swears, does not give me peace; I do not want, she says, to live in an old hut: it will all fall apart!" - "Don't worry, old man! Go home and pray to God, everything will be done."
The old man came back - in his yard there is a new hut, oak, with carved patterns. An old woman runs out to meet him, gets more angry than ever, swears more than ever: “Oh, you old dog! You don’t know how to use happiness. to her: I don’t want to be a peasant woman, I want to be a governor, so that I good people they obeyed, at meetings they bowed to the waist. "The old man went to the sea, says in a loud voice:" Fish, fish! Become a tail in the sea, head to me. "A fish swam, became a tail in the sea, head to him:" What do you want, old man? to be a governor." - "Well, don't grieve! Go home and pray to God everything will be done."
The old man returned, and instead of the hut, a stone house stands, built on three floors; servants run around the yard, cooks knock in the kitchen, and an old woman in an expensive brocade dress sits on high chairs and gives orders. "Hello, wife!" says the old man. "Oh, you ignoramus! How dare you call me, the voevodikha, your wife? Hey, people! Take this little man to the stable and whip him as hard as possible." At once the servant came running, seized the old man by the scruff of the neck, and dragged him into the stable; the grooms began to treat him with whips, and they treated him so much that he barely got to his feet. After that, the old woman appointed the old man as a janitor; ordered to give him a broom, so that the yard cleans, and feed and water him in the kitchen. A bad life for an old man: clean the yard all day, and a little unclean somewhere - now to the stable! "What a witch! - the old man thinks. - She was given happiness, but she buried herself like a pig, she doesn’t even consider me a husband!"
Neither more nor less time passed, the old woman was tired of being a governor, she demanded the old man to her and orders: "Go, old devil, to the goldfish, tell her: I don't want to be a governor, I want to be a queen." The old man went to the sea: "Fish, fish! Stand in the sea with your tail, head to me." A goldfish swam: "What do you want, old man?" - "Why, my old woman freaked out more than ever: she does not want to be a governor, she wants to be a queen." - "Don't worry! Go home and pray to God, everything will be done." The old man returned, and instead of the former house, a high palace stands under a golden roof; all around the sentries walk and throw out their guns; behind a large garden stretched out, and in front of the palace - a green meadow; troops are gathered in the meadow. The old woman dressed up as a queen, stepped onto the balcony with the generals and the boyars, and began to review and divorce those troops: the drums beat, the music rumbles, the soldiers cheer!
Neither more nor less time passed, bored the old woman to be a queen, ordered to find the old man and present bright before her eyes. There was a commotion, the generals were fussing, the boyars were running around: "What kind of old man?" They forcibly found him in the backyard, took him to the queen. “Listen, old devil!” the old woman says to him. The old man was to make excuses; where are you! if you don't go - off with your head! Reluctantly, the old man went to the sea, came and said: "Fish, fish! Stand in the sea with your tail, head to me." There is no goldfish! The old man calls another time - again no! He calls for the third time - suddenly the sea rustled, agitated; it was bright, clean, but here it turned completely black. A fish swims to the shore: "What do you need, old man?" - "The old woman is even more foolish; she no longer wants to be a queen, she wants to be a mistress of the sea, to rule over all the waters, to command all the fish."
The goldfish said nothing to the old man, turned and went into the depths of the sea. The old man turned back, looks and does not believe his eyes: the palace is as if it had not happened, and in its place stands a small dilapidated hut, and in the hut sits an old woman in a tattered sundress. They began to live as before, the old man again began to fish; but no matter how often he threw his nets into the sea, he could not catch more goldfish.

He threw a seine another time -
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw a net -
A seine came with one fish,
With not a simple fish - gold.
How the goldfish will beg!
He says in a human voice:
“Let me go, old man, into the sea!
Dear for myself, I will give a ransom:
I'll buy whatever you want."
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard the fish speak.
He released the goldfish
And he said to her a kind word:
“God be with you, goldfish!
I don't need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Walk there for yourself in the open."