Russian Fairy Tales from the Skazki of PolevoiPolevoi, P. (Petr)
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Russian Fairy Tales from the Skazki of Polevoi
Polevoi, P. (Petr)
Fairy tales -- Russia; Tales -- Russia
The little ball rolled out of the road a little on one side;
the Tsarevich Ivan, following after it, also turned from the path, went
among the bushes, and let his horse out to grass. And from his place in
the bushes he saw approaching the Tsarevna Loveliness-Inexhaustible,
and she diverted herself with her warriors in the green meadows. And
the whole of the Tsarevna's array consisted of maidens alone, each one
more beautiful than her neighbour. But the most lovely of them all was
the inexhaustibly lovely Tsarevna. She pitched her tent in the meadows,
and for nine days she and her maidens diverted themselves with divers
pastimes. But the Tsarevich, like a hungry wolf, looked out from his
hiding-place at the Tsarevna, he could not take his eyes from her,
and look as he might he could not look his fill. At last, on the tenth
day, when every one in the Tsarevna's golden courts was asleep, he,
spurring his horse with all his might, leaped right over the wall
into the garden-court of the ladies, fastened his horse to a wooden
post, and stealthily as a thief made his way into the palace, right
into the very cabinet where, extended on her downy bed, with her fair
locks scattered all about, lay the Tsarevna Loveliness-Inexhaustible,
sleeping an unwakable heroic sleep. The Tsarevich drew from under
her pillow the flask with the living-water, and was about to run off
as quickly as he could, but it was too much for his youthful heart,
and leaning over the Tsarevna, he kissed her thrice on her lips,
which were sweeter than sugar. And by the time he had got out of the
chamber, mounted his horse, and leaped across the wall, she awoke
from his kisses. Loveliness-Inexhaustible leaped on her swift-flying
mare, and hastened after the Tsarevich Ivan. The Tsarevich urged on
his good steed, pulled at the silken reins, and lashed its sides
with his whip. And the horse spoke to him with a man's voice:
"Wherefore dost thou beat me, Tsarevich Ivan? Neither the fowls
of the air nor the beasts of the forest can escape or hide from
that mare. She runs so that the earth trembles, she leaps across
swift rivers from shore to shore, hills and dales vanish away
beneath her feet!" And it had only time to speak these words when
the Tsarevna overtook the good youth, struck him with her swinging
blade, and pierced him full in the breast. Down fell the Tsarevich
Ivan from his horse on the moist ground; his bright eyes closed,
his red blood flowed. Loveliness-Inexhaustible gazed into his eyes,
and a great sorrow overcame her; she saw that such a lovely youth as
that was not to be found in the wide world. And she placed her white
hand on the wound, washed it with living-water out of her flask,
and immediately the wound healed up, and the Tsarevich Ivan arose
well and unharmed.--"Wilt thou take me to wife?"--"That I will,
Tsarevna!"--"Then return to thy kingdom, and if after three years
thou hast not forgotten me, I will be thy wife, and thou shalt be
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