Russian Fairy Tales: A Choice Collection of Muscovite Folk-lore
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Russian Fairy Tales: A Choice Collection of Muscovite Folk-lore
Folklore -- Russia
"Why now, if I wanted, I could give the whole world a
jolt."
"Oh that's plenty then! Now make these tubs change
places--that which stands on the right, set on the left: and
that which is on the left, change to the right."
Prince Ivan took the tubs and made them change places.
Says the Queen--
"See now, my dear son; in one of these tubs is the 'Water
of Strength,' in the other is the 'Water of Weakness.'[313] He
who drinks of the former becomes a mighty hero, but he who
drinks of the second loses all his vigor. Vikhor always quaffs
the Strong Water, and places it on the right-hand side; therefore
you must deceive him, or you will never be able to hold
out against him."
The Queen proceeds to tell her son that, when Vikhor comes home, he
must hide beneath her purple cloak, and watch for an opportunity of
seizing her gaoler's magic mace.[314] Vikhor will fly about till he is
tired, and will then have recourse to what he supposes is the "Strong
Water;" this will render him so feeble that the Prince will be able to
kill him. Having received these instructions, and having been warned
not to strike Vikhor after he is dead, the Prince conceals himself.
Suddenly the day becomes darkened, the palace quivers, and Vikhor
arrives; stamping on the ground, he becomes a noble gallant, who
enters the palace, "holding in his hands a battle mace." This Prince
Ivan seizes, and a long struggle takes place between him and Vikhor,
who flies away with him over seas and into the clouds. At last, Vikhor
becomes exhausted and seeks the place where he expects to find the
invigorating draught on which he is accustomed to rely. The result is
as follows:
Dropping right into his cellar, Vikhor ran to the tub which
stood on the right, and began drinking the Water of Weakness.
But Prince Ivan rushed to the left, quaffed a deep draught of
the Water of Strength, and became the mightiest hero in the
whole world. Then seeing that Vikhor was perfectly enfeebled,
he snatched from him his keen faulchion, and with a single
blow struck off his head. Behind him voices began to cry:
"Strike again! strike again! or he will come to life!"
"No," replied the Prince, "a hero's hand does not strike
twice, but finishes its work with a single blow." And straightway
he lighted a fire, burnt the head and the trunk, and scattered
the ashes to the winds.[315]
The part played by the Water of Strength in this story may be
compared with "the important share which the exhilarating juice of the
Soma-plant assumes in bracing Indra for his conflict with the hostile
powers in the atmosphere," and Vikhor's sudden debility with that of
Indra when the Asura Namuchi "drank up Indra's strength along with a
draught of wine and soma."[316]
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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