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Three ugly people. "Troika" N

Nekrasov, who is rightly called the singer of the Russian land, was deeply concerned about the situation of peasant women. Before the reform of 1861, the lot of disenfranchised, downtrodden women was hard. It is impossible to read the poem “Troika” by Nikolai Alekseevich Nekrasov and not sympathize with the fate of young peasant women doomed to eke out a miserable existence. The poem was created in 1846. Having become close to V.G. Belinsky, the poet continued to tirelessly raise the problem of the lack of rights of peasants, whose lives depended on the masters. Many of them were real tyrants. Nekrasov's muse is not a gentle aristocratic beauty, but a beaten and tortured dumb woman. At that time, peasant women rarely lived to old age, and by the age of forty, many of them seemed like old women. The master might have liked a young beautiful girl, but she should not have hoped to take any place in the master’s house.

The text of Nekrasov’s poem “Troika,” which is taught in a literature lesson in the 9th grade, is imbued with sad, melancholy notes. There is a feeling of doom in it. Many tragedies in Rus' were associated with the luring of peasant girls from their homes by barchuks and military men. The poet complains that the Russian serf beauty is “not entitled to happiness” and at the same time lowers the dreaming woman to the ground. A little time will pass, and she will be married off to a “slob man” who loves to drink and “teach” his wife wisdom with his fists. Taking care of the household, raising numerous children will fall on her shoulders, and her beauty, which is better conditions It could bloom for a long time, but it will wither. Nekrasov invites the girls to come to terms with their fate. “A sad anxiety in the heart,” a dream of illusory happiness can further darken her difficult lot.

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Why are you looking greedily at the road?
Away from cheerful friends?
You know, my heart sounded alarmed -
Your whole face suddenly flushed.

And why are you running hastily?
Following the rushing troika?..
At you, beautifully akimbo,
A passing cornet looked up.

It's no wonder to look at you,
Anyone wouldn't mind loving you:
The scarlet ribbon curls playfully
In your hair, black as night;

Through the blush of your dark cheek
Light fluff breaks through,
From under your semicircular eyebrow
The sly little eye looks smartly.

One glance of a black-browed savage,
Full of spells that set the blood on fire,
The old man will be ruined for gifts,
Love will rush into the young man's heart.

You will live and celebrate to your heart's content,
Life will be full and easy...
But that’s not what befell you:
You'll marry a man for a slob.

Having tied an apron under the arms,
You will tighten your ugly breasts,
Your picky husband will beat you
And my mother-in-law will die to death.

From work both menial and difficult
You will fade before you have time to bloom,
You will fall into a deep sleep,
You will babysit, work and eat.

And in your face, full of movement,
Full of life - will suddenly appear
An expression of dull patience
And senseless, eternal fear.

And they will bury you in a damp grave,
How will you go through your difficult path,
Uselessly extinguished strength
And an unwarmed chest.

Don't look longingly at the road
And don’t rush after the troika,
And sad anxiety in my heart
Hurry up and shut it down forever!

You won't be able to catch up with the crazy three:
The horses are strong and well-fed and lively, -
And the coachman was drunk, and to the other
A young cornet rushes like a whirlwind...

Nikolai Nekrasov tried to show the entire Russian reality in his work. He realistically described the life of nobles and peasants, and devoted a special place to the topic of serfdom.

Anarchy, hard work, oppression and punishment - this is the life filled with grief that he saw in the peasant environment, and against which he protested.

Against the backdrop of severe exploitation and complete lack of rights, the female role occupied a special place in his work. A huge number of texts are devoted to this topic, which helped to consider the problem from different angles. One of these Nekrasov poems is “Troika”.

The history of the poem "Troika"

This poem was written in 1846, when there were fifteen long years left before the abolition of serfdom. In it, Nekrasov, in his exquisite way, exposes a serious problem of society - oppression, inequality, dumbness of the people.

In this work, the author did not betray himself. He wrote with his characteristic realism. We can say that he is merciless towards his heroine, and does not leave her any chance for a better life. And the lot of women in Rus' in those days was very tragic.

The verse was not persecuted, and a year later it was published in Sovremennik. Some critics were delighted with both the content and the compositional idea.

The composers liked the first, lyrical part of the text so much that the poems were repeatedly set to music and became a romance. The first of the poems was made into a song by Nekrasov’s contemporary, Russian pianist and composer Alexander Ivanovich Dubuk.

Lovers of romances to this day pay tribute to the melodiousness of the poem, written more than 170 years ago.

Troika

Why are you looking greedily at the road?
Away from cheerful friends?
You know, my heart sounded alarmed -
Your whole face suddenly flushed.

And why are you running hastily?
Following the rushing troika?..
At you, beautifully akimbo,
A passing cornet looked up.

It's no wonder to look at you,
Anyone wouldn't mind loving you:
The scarlet ribbon curls playfully
In your hair, black as night;

Through the blush of your dark cheek
Light fluff breaks through,
From under your semicircular eyebrow
The sly little eye looks smartly.

One glance of a black-browed savage,
Full of spells that set the blood on fire,
The old man will be ruined for gifts,
Love will rush into the young man's heart.

You will live and celebrate to your heart's content,
Life will be full and easy...
But that’s not what befell you:
You'll marry a man for a slob.

Having tied an apron under the arms,
You will tighten your ugly breasts,
Your picky husband will beat you
And my mother-in-law will die to death.

From work both menial and difficult
You will fade before you have time to bloom,
You will fall into a deep sleep,
You will babysit, work and eat.

And in your face, full of movement,
Full of life - will suddenly appear
An expression of dull patience
And senseless, eternal fear.

And they will bury you in a damp grave,
How will you go through your difficult path,
Uselessly extinguished strength
And an unwarmed chest.

Don't look longingly at the road
And don’t rush after the troika,
And sad anxiety in my heart
Hurry up and shut it down forever!

You won't be able to catch up with the crazy three:
The horses are strong and well-fed and lively, -
And the coachman was drunk, and to the other
A young cornet rushes like a whirlwind...

Nikolai Nekrasov decided to describe in his work one of the peasant women, whose life is the same as that of thousands of young women throughout Russia.

A serf girl stands on the side of the road and carefully peers into the distance, afraid to miss the three. But the troika with a gorgeous cornet rushes by so quickly that the peasant girl has no choice but to try to run after it. Although it is not at all clear - why?

To shed light on the situation, the author begins to unwind the plot. He describes in detail how beautiful the girl is: cheeks, eyebrows, eyes. Nature has not deprived her of beauty, she is very attractive. And, it turns out, he can dream. These dreams are about a better life, more easy life. All this can be obtained by successfully marrying, for example, the same cornet who has disappeared.

But fate, the villain, has prepared a completely different scenario for this girl. And no matter how sad, the poet sadly predicts her near future. This means hopeless work, violence from picky relatives, and perhaps endless childbirth. All this will lead to early aging and death.

This is the ruthless but truthful future Nikolai Alekseevich predicts for his heroine. And in the finale, the poet tries to convey to his heroine that she should not stand by the road: nothing in her life will change, and her fate is already sealed.

Composition "Troika"


The composition of this work is circular.

The plot begins with an appeal lyrical hero to a simple girl who was born into a peasant family and grew up here. The author also addresses the same heroine at the end of the plot. But only at the beginning this is not a simple appeal, but a question in which the author is trying to understand why the girl looks so greedily at the road. At the end of the plot, a warning already appears in this appeal, since he knows what fate awaits this girl, and he asks her not to look at the road with such longing and with such great hope that is not destined to come true.

The entire Nekrasov plot can be meaningfully divided into two parts , which will be equal. But only the first part will describe a happy life main character, and in the second part the author will show how unhappy she can be. And then the poet says that this unhappy lot is precisely reality.

The first stanzas describe the girl’s anticipation and how suddenly, seeing such a rich threesome, she rushes for her. And here the three becomes a symbol that means a happy life. In the next three stanzas by Nekrasov there is a description of the portrait of the girl herself, who is languishing in anticipation. But the sixth stanza ends with an ellipsis, which helps the reader break this plot into two parts.

It turns out that the first part of the plot is a prophecy, but it is a happy one. And the second part is the present of any peasant woman. Her husband beats her, her mother-in-law will forever force her to work, and very quickly this strong and beautiful girl will turn into an old woman who is still young in years, but is already tired of life and the difficulties that befall her.

The image of the main character


It is not surprising that Nekrasov described the image of a peasant girl in such detail in his poem. Nikolai Alekseevich loved the Russian people very much. He found special words for each of his heroines and endowed her with special qualities, usually positive.

The girl in Troika, so dreaming of a happy life, appears before the reader as a pure, immaculate creature. She is not yet overwhelmed by life’s difficulties, she still believes and dreams. Her eyes are still burning. And in this short period of life that is allotted to her before marriage, she can afford to jump out onto the road to admire the racing troika.

Like most Nekrasov heroines, the girl is endowed with natural beauty, which this moment her life is in full bloom. This is a real Russian beauty. The poet does not hesitate to describe her appearance in detail. And the reader can only be horrified at what a ruthless near future is predetermined for her.

Expressive means in Nekrasov's plot


Nikolai Nekrasov uses this in his plot literary device, as a contrast: the life of a happy peasant woman and her fate of an unhappy woman. And for this the author uses a variety of means of expression:

✔Epithets.
✔Metaphors.
✔Comparisons.
✔Phraseological units.


The verbs that the author uses in large numbers in the text are also of great importance to show how alive the girl is. Even the symbol - three - has a double meaning for the author. This is both a symbol of the happiness that can await her in the future, and a symbol of the fact that this happiness will pass by and will be lost for her forever.

Analysis of the poem



In his work, Nikolai Nekrasov shows a real picture of the life of peasants, in which there is so little joy.

The life of village women was sad because their position was even more powerless than that of the men. They were real slaves, whose life consisted only of work and patience. They had to endure humiliation from the owner or mistress, they had to endure humiliation from the husband, tired and embittered. Most often, peasant girls were born into families with many children, so they knew hard and backbreaking work from early childhood.

It is not surprising that in such a powerless situation, young peasant women dreamed. There is nothing wrong. Such dreams can become pleasant memories in their adult independent life.

You can penetrate even deeper into the content and imagine the troika in the form of the transience of life.

Here is a cheerful troika, with a handsome cornet, with a tipsy coachman, rushing joyfully and briskly. Everything suggests that life is good. There is a place for pleasures, pleasures, and amusement in it. All that remains is to get on this wagon. But no! The troika rushed past, and with it all dreams and hopes crumbled.

TROIKA

Arranged by Jacob Prigozhey
Words by Nikolai Nekrasov

Why are you looking at the road so greedily?

And why are you running so hastily?


Anyone would love you:
The scarlet ribbon curls playfully
In your hair, dark as night.


Light fluff breaks through,


Inflames the blood murderously,

“Gift for lovers of singing”, M. 1877, No. 337

Russian songs. Comp. prof. Iv. N. Rozanov. M., Goslitizdat, 1952. -

Slightly modified and shortened in the song tradition, the text of N. Nekrasov’s poem “Troika” (“Why are you greedily looking at the road...”, 1846). In other sources, Nekrasov’s original text is given as the lyrics of the song. The melody of a folk song, arranged by Yakov Prigozhy to the words of Alexey Pleshcheev “In last time"The music was also written by Nikolai Leontyev, M. Bernard, Alexander Dubuk and other composers. It was included in the repertoire of Lydia Ruslanova. The text was often used to compose political parodies.

OPTIONS (2)


Away from your cheerful friends?
You know, my heart sounded alarmed -


Following the rushing troika?
At you, beautifully akimbo,
A passing cornet looked up.

It's no wonder to look at you,
The scarlet ribbon curls playfully



Hurry up and shut it down forever!

Lilac fog: Songbook: Favorite songs and romances for voice and guitar. - St. Petersburg: Composer, 2006.

2. Why are you looking greedily at the road?

Words by N. Nekrasov

Why are you looking greedily at the road?
Away from your cheerful friends?
You know, my heart sounded alarmed -
Your whole face suddenly flushed.

And why are you running hastily?
After the rushing troika!..
At you, beautifully akimbo,
A passing cornet looked up.

It's no wonder to look at you,
Anyone wouldn't mind loving you:
The scarlet ribbon curls playfully
In your hair, dark as night...

Don't look longingly at the road,
And don’t rush after the troika
And sad anxiety in my heart
Hurry up and shut it down forever!


The horses are strong, and well-fed, and lively,

The last two lines of the verses are repeated

Oh, those black eyes. Comp. Yu. G. Ivanov. Music editor S. V. Pyankova. - Smolensk: Rusich, 2004

ORIGINAL POEM

Troika

Nikolay Nekrasov

Why are you looking greedily at the road?
Away from your cheerful friends?
You know, my heart sounded alarmed -
Your whole face suddenly flushed.

And why are you running hastily?
Following the rushing troika?..
At you, beautifully akimbo,
A passing cornet looked up.

It's no wonder to look at you,
Anyone wouldn't mind loving you:
The scarlet ribbon curls playfully
In your hair, black as night;

Through the blush of your dark cheek
Light fluff breaks through,
From under your semicircular eyebrow
The sly little eye looks smartly.

One look from a black-browed savage
Full of spells that set the blood on fire,
The old man will be ruined for gifts,
Love will rush into the young man's heart.

You will live and celebrate to your heart's content,
Life will be full and easy...
But that’s not what befell you:
You'll marry a man for a slob.

Having tied an apron under the arms,
You will tighten your ugly breasts,
Your picky husband will beat you
And my mother-in-law will die to death.

From work both menial and difficult
You will fade before you have time to bloom,
You will fall into a deep sleep,
You will babysit, work and eat.

And in your face, full of movement,
Full of life - will suddenly appear
An expression of dull patience
And senseless, eternal fear.

And they will bury you in a damp grave,
How will you go through your difficult path?
Uselessly extinguished strength
And an unwarmed chest.

Don't look longingly at the road
And don’t rush after the troika,
And sad anxiety in my heart
Hurry up and shut it down forever!

You won't be able to catch up with the crazy three:
The horses are strong, and well-fed, and spirited, -
And the coachman was drunk, and to the other
A young cornet rushes like a whirlwind...

"Contemporary", 1847, No. 1

Russian songs and romances / Intro. article and comp. V. Guseva. - M.: Artist. lit., 1989. - (Classics and contemporaries. Poetic book)

"Troika" Nikolai Nekrasov

Why are you looking greedily at the road?
Away from cheerful friends?
You know, my heart sounded alarmed -
Your whole face suddenly flushed.

And why are you running hastily?
Following the rushing troika?..
At you, beautifully akimbo,
A passing cornet looked up.

It's no wonder to look at you,
Anyone wouldn't mind loving you:
The scarlet ribbon curls playfully
In your hair, black as night;

Through the blush of your dark cheek
Light fluff breaks through,
From under your semicircular eyebrow
The sly little eye looks smartly.

One glance of a black-browed savage,
Full of spells that set the blood on fire,
The old man will be ruined for gifts,
Love will rush into the young man's heart.

You will live and celebrate to your heart's content,
Life will be full and easy...
But that’s not what befell you:
You'll marry a man for a slob.

Having tied an apron under the arms,
You will tighten your ugly breasts,
Your picky husband will beat you
And my mother-in-law will die to death.

From work both menial and difficult
You will fade before you have time to bloom,
You will fall into a deep sleep,
You will babysit, work and eat.

And in your face, full of movement,
Full of life - will suddenly appear
An expression of dull patience
And senseless, eternal fear.

And they will bury you in a damp grave,
How will you go through your difficult path,
Uselessly extinguished strength
And an unwarmed chest.

Don't look longingly at the road
And don’t rush after the troika,
And sad anxiety in my heart
Hurry up and shut it down forever!

You won't be able to catch up with the crazy three:
The horses are strong and well-fed and lively, -
And the coachman was drunk, and to the other
A young cornet rushes like a whirlwind...


The Russian poet Nikolai Nekrasov is rightfully considered the singer of the female part. In his work you can find many works dedicated to Russian women - beauties, smart girls and excellent housewives, who, alas, are not spoiled by fate.
One of these rhymed biographies of a woman’s difficult lot is the poem “Troika,” later created in 1846. It should be noted that there were still almost 15 years left before the abolition of serfdom in Rus'. Therefore, Russian women in the villages were in the position of real slaves. Born in large family, from childhood they were accustomed to hard peasant labor. However, many of the young girls did not want to put up with their unenviable fate and dreamed of fairy-tale princes. Therefore, the gentleman's threesome with a coachman and a young master aroused genuine interest among Russian beauties. After all, in one of these carriages there may be the same betrothed who will fall in love with a simple rural girl and take her with him. The poet addresses all the young peasant women, asking: “And why are you running hastily after the rushing troika?” The author knows the answer to this question, since it is not difficult to fall in love with a Russian beauty. After all, “one look from a black-browed savage” can drive both an ardent young man and a gray-haired old man crazy. “Life will be both full and easy,” the poet notes, but then immediately corrects himself, arguing that the majority of rural girls will have a completely different fate. And the limit of their dreams, in the end, will be a “slob man” who is not averse to drinking and is always happy to teach his wife wisdom with his fists.


Nekrasov asks rural girls to come to terms with their unenviable fate and not to dream about what is not destined to come true. “Don’t look longingly at the road and don’t rush after the troika,” the author admonishes the rural beauties, knowing in advance that only disappointment awaits them ahead. If only because the girls will not be able to catch up with the white top three, both literally and figuratively. After all, its passengers are people from another world who do not care about rural beauties who dream of a well-fed, calm and happy life. Therefore, “a young cornet rushes like a whirlwind to another,” for whom the peasant woman he meets on the way is an integral part of the Russian landscape, dull, ordinary and arousing absolutely no interest.

As for the dreams of young girls, this is the only bright spot in their hopeless peasant life. However, the poet believes that he needs to be forgotten as soon as possible in order to get rid of the “sad anxiety in the heart” that can darken the village beauty’s already difficult life.

And poetry with folk music became a romance. A romance that was sung by many great singers. This romance was an integral part of Russian gatherings. They still sing it in rural areas and even in cities when friends gather around the table.