Byliny Book: Hero Tales of RussiaHarrison, Marion Chilton
General
Byliny Book: Hero Tales of Russia
Harrison, Marion Chilton
Byliny; Legends -- Russia (Federation)
I. The Story of Volgá 1
II. Mikúla the Villager’s Son 8
III. Svyatogór 15
IV. Svyatogór and Ilyá of Múrom 17
V. Ilyá of Múrom and Nightingale the Robber 30
VI. The Three Ways 46
VII. Ilyá of Múrom and King Kálin 50
CHARACTERS.
Volgá, Son of Svyátoslav.
Mikúla, the Ploughman Hero.
Svyatogór, the Hero.
Ilyá of Múrom, Son of Iván.
Vladímir, Prince of Kiev.
Apráxia, his Daughter.
Nightingale, the Robber.
King Kálin, a Tartar King.
Samson, a Hero (Ilyá’s Godfather).
ILLUSTRATIONS.
Page.
Volgá, Son of Buslav Frontispiece
Young Mikúla, the Villager’s Son 11
Ilyá of Múrom, the Peasant’s Son 19
Map of Ilyá’s Journeys 23
He Shot Nightingale the Robber 37
Ilyá came to Kiev Town 41
A Feast of Honour was Spread 51
There was the Old Cossack, Ilyá of Múrom 57
These titles are literal translations of the Russian inscriptions on
the illustrations.
HERO TALES OF RUSSIA.
I.
THE STORY OF VOLGÁ.
The red sun was going down behind the high hills, behind the blue sea.
The countless stars showed themselves in the clear sky, and the bright
moon was shining in the heavens when Volgá the Hero was born in Holy
Russia. Damp Mother Earth was his cradle. The earth rocked, and there
was a great storm upon the blue sea, and the fish went down into the
deep sea, the birds flew up into the sky, the great aurochs and the
deer fled over the hills, the hares and rabbits ran into the thick
forest, and the wolves and bears fled away among the fir trees, sables
and martens escaped to the islands, because they knew that a hero was
born in Russia.
When Volgá was an hour and a half old he spoke with a voice like
thunder, and said:
“Come then, O Lady, my mother, young Márfa, put no baby-clothes upon
me, nor a sash of silk, but give me strong steel armour, and on my head
put a helmet of gold. In my right hand a club, a club made heavy with
lead of the weight of a hundred pounds.”
When Volgá was seven years old his mother had him taught to read, and
she made him write with a pen. And from all the birds and beasts he
learnt their skill and wisdom and the different tongues of all, and he
understood the speech of all the beasts of the field and forest, and of
all the birds and fishes.
When he was ten years old he learned much magic. First he learned to
turn himself into a bright falcon, and next he learned to turn himself
into a grey wolf, and the third thing he learned was to turn himself
into a brown aurochs, a brown aurochs with golden hoofs.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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