In St. Petersburg, 100 years after its founding by Peter I, there lived a poor man - Eugene. One evening, in November, he came home and thought that if the water came a little more, he would not be able to see his beloved, Parasha, who lived on the other side of the Neva. He wanted to marry her, have children, live quietly family life. His fears came true, the next day the Neva flooded the nearby streets. When the water subsided, Eugene hurried to Parasha, as he was very afraid for her house, which stood near the river. To his horror, the house was not in place, it was washed away by water. Eugene's mind could not stand the shock, and he lost his mind. Wandering and begging, he once went out to the bronze horseman. Deciding that Peter I was to blame for his troubles, he began to threaten and reprimand him. Suddenly it seemed to Yevgeny that Pyotr was looking at him. In fear, he ran, but suddenly he heard the sound of hooves behind him. In the future, he always bypassed this monument. One spring, on a deserted island, the body of Eugene was found near the entrance to a dilapidated house, brought there by a flood. He was immediately buried.
“On the bank of the desert waves” of the Neva, Peter is standing and thinking about the city that will be built here and which will become Russia’s window to Europe. A hundred years have passed, and the city "from the darkness of the forests, from the swamp of blat / Ascended magnificently, proudly." Peter's creation is beautiful, it is a triumph of harmony and light that has replaced chaos and darkness.
November in St. Petersburg breathed cold, the Neva splashed and rustled. Late in the evening, a petty official named Evgeny returns home to his closet in a poor district of St. Petersburg called Kolomna. Once his family was noble, but now even the memory of this has been erased, and Eugene himself is shy of noble people. He lies down, but cannot fall asleep, entertained by thoughts of his situation, that bridges have been removed from the rising river and that this will separate him for two or three days from his beloved, Parasha, who lives on the other side. The thought of Parasha gives rise to dreams of marriage and a future happy and modest life in the family circle, together with a loving and beloved wife and children. Finally, lulled by sweet thoughts, Eugene falls asleep.
“The haze of a rainy night is thinning / And the pale day is already coming ...” The coming day brings terrible misfortune. The Neva, unable to overcome the force of the wind that blocked its path to the bay, rushed over the city and flooded it. The weather became more and more fierce, and soon all of Petersburg was under water. The raging waves behave like soldiers of an enemy army that has taken the city by storm. The people see God's wrath in this and await execution. The tsar, who ruled Russia that year, goes out onto the balcony of the palace and says that “the elements of God / Tsars cannot be co-ruled.”
At this time, on Petrovskaya Square, astride a marble statue of a lion at the porch of a new luxurious house, the motionless Yevgeny sits, not feeling how the wind tore off his hat, how the rising water wets his soles, how the rain whips into his face. He looks at the opposite bank of the Neva, where his beloved and her mother live in their poor house very close to the water. As if bewitched by gloomy thoughts, Eugene cannot budge, and with his back to him, towering over the elements, “an idol on a bronze horse stands with outstretched hand.”
But finally, the Neva entered the banks, the water subsided, and Eugene, with a sinking soul, hurries to the river, finds a boatman and crosses to the other side. He runs down the street and cannot recognize familiar places. Everything is destroyed by the flood, everything around resembles a battlefield, bodies are lying around. Eugene hurries to where the familiar house stood, but does not find it. He sees a willow growing at the gate, but there is no gate itself. Unable to endure the shock, Eugene laughed, losing his mind.
A new day, rising over St. Petersburg, no longer finds traces of the previous destruction, everything is put in order, the city began to live its usual life. Only Eugene could not resist the shocks. He wanders about the city, full of gloomy thoughts, and the sound of a storm is constantly heard in his ears. So he spends a week, a month in wanderings, wandering, eating alms, sleeping on the pier. Angry children throw stones after him, and the coachmen are whipped, but he does not seem to notice any of this. He is still deafened by inner anxiety. One day closer to autumn, in inclement weather, Eugene wakes up and vividly recalls last year's horror. He gets up, hurriedly wanders around and suddenly sees a house, in front of the porch of which there are marble statues of lions with raised paws, and “above the fenced rock” sits on a bronze horse rider with outstretched hand. Eugene's thoughts suddenly clear up, he recognizes this place and the one "by whose fateful will / Under the sea the city was founded ...". Eugene walks around the foot of the monument, looking wildly at the statue, he feels extraordinary excitement and anger and threatens the monument in anger, but suddenly it seemed to him that the face of the formidable king was turning to him, and anger sparkled in his eyes, and Eugene rushed away, hearing a heavy clatter of copper hooves. And all night the unfortunate man rushes about the city and it seems to him that the horseman with a heavy stomp is galloping after him everywhere. And from that time on, if he happened to pass through the square on which the statue stands, he embarrassedly took off his cap in front of him and pressed his hand to his heart, as if asking for forgiveness from the formidable idol.
A small deserted island is visible on the seashore, where fishermen sometimes moor. The flood brought here an empty dilapidated house, at the threshold of which they found the corpse of poor Eugene and immediately "buried for God's sake."
Peter the Great- an outstanding ruler, a genius of his time, who managed to translate into reality an original plan: to expand the borders, strengthen the fleet and build a new capital in a place that no one else would dare to dream of. In the poem, he appears in two images: alive and dreaming, and a monument that keeps the image of a powerful king.
Evgeniy- a young man, according to the status of a poor military man, who dreamed of a good life with his girlfriend. Because of the tragedy, he lost his mind.
The poem "The Bronze Horseman" has a majestic and tragic character. After the solemn dithyramb in honor of St. Petersburg, Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin also shows the other side of this splendor - the price of the sacrifices made and hidden under the waters of the Neva and history. And yet the masterpiece, created by the mighty mind of Peter, makes you humble yourself and take it for granted that beauty and grandeur require sacrifice.
Introduction. Oh yeah
“Nature here is destined for us to cut a window into Europe.”
A. S. Pushkin begins his poem with a dream. From the dream of the Great Russian Emperor, who became for Russia a symbol of change and the revival of greatness. Standing on the banks of the Neva, seeing only a deserted, swampy shore and a dark forest, Peter saw a dream, a new city in a new empire. The foundation of the new capital will be laid on grandiose victories over the Swedes and over northern nature. With the latter, the struggle will not be easy and long, but still the dream of Great Peter will be stronger. "Window to Europe" - this is what Petersburg will be called when the tsar expands the borders of Russia, strengthening its power navy.
"I love you, Peter's creation, I love your strict, slender appearance, the Neva's sovereign current, its coastal granite."
Yes, beautiful Petersburg was entirely the creation of Peter, his plan, his brainchild. A hundred years have passed, and with its beauty, bridges, gardens, palaces, it eclipsed its sister Moscow, becoming the capital. Pushkin says that the evening view of the city, deserted streets inspires him to write, compose, gives rise to memories of fun days and pride in the triumph and steadfastness of Russia.
The ode to the city is just an introduction to the main story. The author warns that his story will be sad.
Part one. Flood.
Petrograd is overshadowed by the November bad weather. It was stormy, and the Neva was restless. Against the backdrop of these bad weather, Eugene appears - a young man and the main character. Eugene is a military man, he serves. And this evening, along with bad weather, he is besieged by unrest. What was he thinking? He was poor, it was difficult for him to get both "independence and honor." The young man also thought that there are people who are more lucky in life. Then his thoughts flow into a more pleasant channel of affairs of the heart: beloved girl Parasha, marriage to his home, children - under these sweet thoughts and the sounds of rain, he falls asleep.
The night storm intensified, the willful Neva overflowed its banks and, with its unrestrained stream, it drowned and penetrated into every house, taking away the property of the rich and the belongings of the poor.
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The Russian tsar is watching the unfolding elements. He is sad and embarrassed, seeing the size of the catastrophe and already foreseeing its consequences. His generals are already in action, saving whatever they can. Eugene is stunned, fear has paralyzed him, around him there is water and debris, and somewhere there is a dilapidated house and his Parasha.
Part two. Madness
The author compares the departure of water with the return of robbers with loot. Her “voices” have not yet subsided, and our Eugene is already in a hurry to the other side. In this he is helped by the carrier, who fearlessly fights stormy waves, rowing, relying on his experience.
Around Eugene sees terrible destruction.
“Everything in front of him is littered;
What is dropped, what is demolished;
Crooked houses, others
Completely collapsed, others
Moved by the waves; around,
As if in a battlefield
The bodies are falling."
What he will see ahead is like a “sealed letter” that he wants to open as soon as possible and at the same time is afraid of the unknown. Only one willow... a witness to a terrible tragedy told Evgeny, distraught with grief, about how he lost his Parasha.
“... Morning beam
Because of the tired, pale clouds
Flashed over the quiet capital
And found no trace
The troubles of yesterday; scarlet
The evil was already covered up.
Everything was in order.
Already through the streets free
With your insensibility cold
People were walking."
And only Eugene could not return to his former life. In his confused mind, the storm continues to howl and the water boils. He became a vagabond, an eternal wanderer. He slept on the pavement, ate alms. Eugene became the ghost of that storm, that bad weather that suddenly destroyed his life. Wandering in unconsciousness through the streets of St. Petersburg, he returns to where disaster overtook him. Two bronze lions and he is a monument to the creator of this harsh northern city - the Bronze Horseman.
For a moment, everything clears up in his mind, he remembers that day and the storm, and the flood, and the Bronze Horseman with his outstretched hand. Once again wild fantastic pictures cloud his mind. It's all his fault, he Great Peter... he even threatens him. But even in his crazy visions, the autocrat remains a formidable ruler, and the ghost of the Bronze Horseman haunts the poor fellow everywhere. One day he will overtake him, the one who dared to doubt the greatness of the plan and scorn his offspring.
“The house is dilapidated.
Above the water
He remained like a black bush.
His last spring
They took it to the bar. He was empty
And all destroyed. At the threshold
Found my madman
And then his cold corpse
Buried for God's sake."
Analysis of the work: who is to blame?
The image of Eugene is complex and contradictory, although it can be understood, because the main character has lost his beloved girl, Parasha. In his great misfortune, he is looking for someone to blame - and gradually the image of Peter the Great emerges in his inflamed consciousness, whose sculpture disturbs the gaze of the sufferer. Alas, little by little Eugene goes crazy. He wants to hide from the imaginary pursuit of the Bronze Horseman, and, in the end, the young man dies. Alas, he could not come to terms with a difficult fate, with the loss of his beloved. But who is to blame for this? Is it a king? Not! Or, after all, the folly of Eugene himself, who allowed despair to take possession of him to such an extent? The thoughtful reader will be able to answer these questions himself and not judge strictly the protagonist of the poem, who suffered such a heavy grief.
Bronze Horseman
"On the bank of the desert waves" of the Neva, Peter stands and thinks about the city that will be built here and which will become Russia's window to Europe. A hundred years have passed, and the city "from the darkness of the forests, from the swamp of blat / Ascended magnificently, proudly." Peter's creation is beautiful, it is a triumph of harmony and light that has replaced chaos and darkness.
November in St. Petersburg breathed cold, the Neva splashed and rustled. Late in the evening, a petty official named Evgeny returns home to his closet in a poor district of St. Petersburg called Kolomna. Once his family was noble, but now even the memory of this has been erased, and Eugene himself is shy of noble people. He lies down, but cannot fall asleep, entertained by thoughts of his situation, that bridges have been removed from the rising river and that this will separate him for two or three days from his beloved, Parasha, who lives on the other side.
The thought of Parasha gives rise to dreams of marriage and a future happy and modest life in the family circle, together with a loving and beloved wife and children. Finally, lulled by sweet thoughts, Eugene falls asleep.
"The haze of a rainy night is thinning / And the pale day is already coming ..." The coming day brings terrible misfortune. The Neva, unable to overcome the force of the wind that blocked its path to the bay, rushed over the city and flooded it. The weather became more and more fierce, and soon all of Petersburg was under water. The raging waves behave like soldiers of an enemy army that has taken the city by storm. The people see God's wrath in this and await execution. The tsar, who ruled Russia that year, goes out onto the balcony of the palace and says that "the elements of God / Tsars cannot be co-ruled."
At this time, on Petrovskaya Square, riding on a marble statue of a lion at the wings ....
Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin
"Bronze Horseman"
“On the bank of the desert waves” of the Neva, Peter is standing and thinking about the city that will be built here and which will become Russia’s window to Europe. A hundred years have passed, and the city "from the darkness of the forests, from the swamp of blat / Ascended magnificently, proudly." Peter's creation is beautiful, it is a triumph of harmony and light that has replaced chaos and darkness.
November in St. Petersburg breathed cold, the Neva splashed and rustled. Late in the evening, a petty official named Evgeny returns home to his closet in a poor district of St. Petersburg called Kolomna. Once his family was noble, but now even the memory of this has been erased, and Eugene himself is shy of noble people. He lies down, but cannot fall asleep, distracted by thoughts of his situation, that bridges have been removed from the rising river and that this will separate him from his beloved, Parasha, who lives on the other side, for two or three days. The thought of Parasha gives rise to dreams of marriage and a future happy and modest life in the family circle, together with a loving and beloved wife and children. Finally, lulled by sweet thoughts, Eugene falls asleep.
“The haze of a rainy night is thinning / And the pale day is already coming ...” The coming day brings terrible misfortune. The Neva, unable to overcome the force of the wind that blocked its path to the bay, rushed over the city and flooded it. The weather became more and more fierce, and soon all of Petersburg was under water. The raging waves behave like soldiers of an enemy army that has taken the city by storm. The people see God's wrath in this and await execution. The tsar, who ruled Russia that year, goes out onto the balcony of the palace and says that “the elements of God / Tsars cannot be co-ruled.”
At this time, on Petrovskaya Square, astride a marble statue of a lion at the porch of a new luxurious house, the motionless Yevgeny sits, not feeling how the wind tore off his hat, how the rising water wets his soles, how the rain whips into his face. He looks at the opposite bank of the Neva, where his beloved and her mother live in their poor house very close to the water. As if bewitched by gloomy thoughts, Eugene cannot budge, and with his back to him, towering over the elements, "the idol on a bronze horse stands with outstretched hand."
But finally, the Neva entered the banks, the water subsided, and Eugene, with a sinking soul, hurries to the river, finds a boatman and crosses to the other side. He runs down the street and cannot recognize familiar places. Everything is destroyed by the flood, everything around resembles a battlefield, bodies are lying around. Eugene hurries to where the familiar house stood, but does not find it. He sees a willow growing at the gate, but there is no gate itself. Unable to endure the shock, Eugene laughed, losing his mind.
A new day, rising over St. Petersburg, no longer finds traces of the previous destruction, everything is put in order, the city began to live its usual life. Only Eugene could not resist the shocks. He wanders about the city, full of gloomy thoughts, and the sound of a storm is constantly heard in his ears. So he spends a week, a month in wanderings, wandering, eating alms, sleeping on the pier. Angry children throw stones after him, and the coachmen are whipped, but he does not seem to notice any of this. He is still deafened by internal anxiety. One day closer to autumn, in inclement weather, Eugene wakes up and vividly recalls last year's horror. He gets up, hurriedly wanders around and suddenly sees a house, in front of the porch of which there are marble statues of lions with raised paws, and “above the fenced rock” on a bronze horse sits a horseman with outstretched hand. Eugene's thoughts suddenly clear up, he recognizes this place and the one "by whose fateful will / Under the sea the city was founded ...". Eugene walks around the foot of the monument, looking wildly at the statue, he feels extraordinary excitement and anger and threatens the monument in anger, but suddenly it seemed to him that the face of the formidable king was turning to him, and anger sparkled in his eyes, and Eugene rushed away, hearing a heavy clatter of copper hooves. And all night the unfortunate man rushes about the city and it seems to him that the rider with a heavy stomp is galloping after him everywhere. And from that time on, if he happened to pass through the square on which the statue stands, he embarrassedly took off his cap in front of him and pressed his hand to his heart, as if asking for forgiveness from the formidable idol.
A small deserted island is visible on the seashore, where fishermen sometimes moor. The flood brought here an empty dilapidated house, at the threshold of which they found the corpse of poor Eugene and immediately "buried for God's sake."
The bank of the noisy Neva, on which Peter stands. He thinks about the city that will be built and open Russia's window to Europe.
The November days in St. Petersburg were chilly. The Neva rustled and splashed, as if warning of something. Late in the evening, returning to his room, which was located in the poorest district of St. Petersburg, with the name Kolomna, the petty official Evgeny. In the old days, his family was very noble and rich, but Eugene himself eschews noble people. He thinks for a long time about his position, that the bridge was removed from the river, and this will separate him for two days from the girl Parasha, who lives on the other side. Sweet dreams of married life with family and children carried him far away. Thinking, he, lulled by sweet thoughts, falls asleep.
This day brought great misfortune to everyone. The Neva rushed over the city, flooding it. The weather was raging on the move. And the waves of the raging Neva took the city by storm. The people blame themselves for having angered God, and now the punishments are coming true.
Yevgeny is sitting on Petrovsky Square. He does not feel how the wind has blown his hat off his head, how it wets the soles of his boots, how the rain is whipping into his face and down the collar of his frock coat. He looks at the other side of the Neva, where his girlfriend lives in her decrepit house with her mother. Eugene cannot move, and with his back to him, towering above the elements, stands a bronze horseman with an outstretched arm on a bronze horse.
Gradually the wind died down and the water subsided. Eugene with an anxious heart hurries to the Neva River. Having crossed to the other side, he does not recognize familiar places. Everything around is destroyed and ruined. Where the house stood is empty. And at the gate, where the willow grew, there is no gate itself. From the shocks experienced, he began to laugh loudly, having lost his mind.
Everything changed with the new day. Everything was removed and repaired. Eugene walks around the city, and the sound of the waves is still in his ears. He wanders gloomily near the pier, as if looking for something. The kids, seeing him, begin to tease and throw stones at the trail, the coachmen are driven away. Here he saw the place where the bronze horse stands, and the formidable king sits on it. Eugene runs from excitement.
Since then, passing through the area where the monument stands, Eugene takes off his cap and asks for forgiveness. Fishermen sometimes moor to a small island, where a house was flooded, at the threshold, which was found by the body of Eugene.