"Alexander Pushkin in english translation" - читать интересную книгу автора

You're my brothers, all innate,-
The sweet lady tells them that: -
If I'm lying, then dear God
Strike me now by pain enraged!
How can I? For I'm engaged.
And to me, you're all alike
All are mighty, all are bright,
I sincerely love you all
But forever my pure soul
With another man shall stay,
Son of king, prince Ellisay.
Silent grew the seven men,
Each was scratching on his head.
Do forgive us, we were coarse,
Uttered eldest with remorse:-
I will speak no more of it.
I'm not angry at your deed,
She responded with affection:-
Do not mind my rejection.
Bowing down with delight,
Brothers disappeared from sight,
And contented once again,
Happily they lived since then.
Mad czarina all the while,
Still remembering the child,
Simply couldn't just forgive her.
She was angry at her mirror
With most wrathful aggravation,
But to end the separation,
She would look for it at last.
Held it up and anger passed.
Self-admiring, she stared,
Then she uttered with a flare:
Nice to see you! mirror say,
And don't hide the truth away:
Am I the prettiest on earth?
Purest, fairest, with most verve?
And the mirror would resound:
You are pretty, there's no doubt,
But without fame there lives,
In the forest of green leaves,
With the seven stalwart men,
She, whose grace you can't outstand!
And czarina angered truly
At her maid would scream in fury:
Dare you lie to me? Aghast,
She plead guilty: all was thus...
And czarina, now irate,
With a stick would scare the maid:
Let her live and you shall die,