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DEISTVIYE TRETYE


Kartina Tretya

(Ubornaja Mariny Mnishek v Sandomire. Marinye
za tualetom. Devushki zanimajut jejo pesnjami)

DEVUSHKI
Na Visle lazurnoy, pod ivoy tenistoy
yest' chudni cvetochek,
on snega beleye.
V zerkal'nye vody lenivo glyaditsya,
lyubuyas' svoyeyu roskoshnoy krasoyu.
Nad chudnym cvetochkom,
blistaya na solnce,
roy babochek rezvykh igrayet, kruzhitsya,
plenyonni chudesnoy krasoyu cvetochka;
prelestnykh listochkov ne smeyet kosnut'sya.
I chudni cvetochek,
kivaya golovkoy,
v zerkal'nye vody lenivo glyaditsya.

MARINYE
(Gornichnoj)
Almazni moy venec!

DEVUSHKI
A v zamke vesyolom krasavica-panna
cvetochka rechnovo beleye, mileye,
cvetochka rechnovo beleye, nezhneye,
na slavu i radost' vsevo
Sandomira roskoshno cvetyot.
Nemalo molodcev blestyashchikh i znatnykh
v nevol'nom smushchen'e
pred neyu preylonyalis',
ulybku krasotki blazhenstvom schitaya,
u nog charodeyki ves' mir zabivaya.
A panna krasotka lukavo smeyalas'
nad rech'yu lyubovnoy,
nad strast'yu ikh pylkoy,
tomlen'yam i mukam serdec
ikh smushchyonnykh ne vnemlya.

MARINYE
Dovol'no!
Krasotka-panna blagodarna
za laskovoye slovo,
i za sravnen'e s tem cvetochkom chudnym,
chto beleye snega;
no panna Mnishek nedovol'na
ni rech'yu vashey l'stivoy,
ne besmyslennym namyokom
na kakikh-to molodcev blestyashchikh,
chto celoyu tolpoyu u nog yeyo lezhali,
v blazhenstve utopaya.
Nyet, ne `etikh pesen
nuzhno panne Mnishek,
ne pokhval svoyey krase ot vas zhdala ya.

A tekh pesenok chudesnykh,
chto mne nyanya napevala,
o velich'i, o pobedakh
i o slave voyev pol'skikh;
o vsemoshchnykh pol'skikh devakh,
o pobiatykh inozemcakh.
Vot chto nuzhno panne Mnishek!
`Eti pesni yey otrada.

(Devushkam)

Stupay!

(Devushki ukhodjat)

Ty, Ruzya, mne ne nuzhna sevodnya.
Otdokhni.

Skuchno Marine, akh kak skuchno-to!

Kak tomitel'no i vyalo dni za dnyami dlyatsya,
pusto, glupo tak, besplodno!
Celi sonm knyazey i grafov,
i panov vel'mozhnykh
ne razgonit skuki adskoy!
No lish' tam v tumannoy dali
zor'ka yasnaya blesnula;
to moskovskiy prokhodimec
panne Mnishek priglyanulsya.
Moy Dimitriy, mstitel' grozni,
mstitel' besposhchadni,
bozhiy sud i bozh'ya kara
za carevicha-malyutku,
zhertvu vlasti nenasytnoy,
zhertvu alchnosti Borisa,
zhertvu zlobi Godunova.
Razbuzhu zhe ya magnatov sonnykh,
bleskom zlata zamanyu ya shlyakhtu.
A tebia, moy samozvanec,
moy lyubovnik tomni,
opoyu tebia slezami strasti zhguchey.
Zadushu tebia v ob"yat'yakh, zaceluyu
mili moy tsarevich, moy Dimitriy,
moy zhenikh nazvanni.
Nezhnym lepetom lyubovnym
slukh tvoy ocharuyu,
moy tsarevich, moy Dimitriy,
moy lyubovnik tomni!
Panne Mnishek slishkom skuchny
strasti tomnoy izliyan'ya,
pylkikh yunoshey molen'ya,
rechi poshlye magnatov.
Panna Mnishek slavy khochet,
panna Mnishek vlasti zhazhdet.
Na prestol tsarey moskovskikh ya caricey syadu,
i v porfire zlatotkannoy solncem zablistayu,
i srazhu krasoy chudesnoy ya
moskaley tupoumnykh,
i stada boyar kichlivykh bit'
chelom sebe zastavlyu.
I proslavyat v skazkakh, bilyakh, nebilipakh
gorduyu svoyu caricu tupoumnye moskali.
Kha-kha-kha-kha!

(Vskrikivajet, uvidja Rangoni)

Akh! Akh, `eto vy, moy otec...

RANGONI
Dozvolit li nichtozhnomu rabu Gospodnyu
krasoyu nezemnoy siyayushchaya panna
prosit' vnimaniya?

MARINYE
Otec moy, vy ne prosit' dolzhny.
Marinye Mnishek docher'yu poslushnoyu
bila i budet svyatoy apostol'skoy
i nerazdel'noy cerkvi.

RANGONI
Cerkov' Bozhiya ostavlena, zabita;
liki svetlye svyatykh poblyokli;
very zhivoy istochnik chisti glokhnet;
ogn' kadil'nic blagovonnykh merknet;
ziyayut rany svyatykh strastoterpcev,
skorb' i stony v obitelyakh gornikh;
l'yutsya slyozy pastyrey smirennykh.

MARINYE
Otec moy! Vy... vy smushchayete menya,
bol'yu zhgucheyu rech' vasha skorbnaya
v slabom moyom serdce otdayotsya.

RANGONI
Doch' moya!... Marinye!..
Provozvesti yeretikam
moskalyam veru pravuyu;
obrati ikh na put' spasen'ya;
sokrushi dukh raskola grekhovni!
I proslavyat Marinu svyatuyu pred prestolom
tvorca luchezarnym angely gospodni.

MARINYE
I proslavyat Marinu svyatuyu pred prestolom
tvorca luchezarnym angely gospodni...
U!.. grekh kakoy!...

Otec moy, soblaznom strashnym vy iskusili
dushu greshnuyu neopytnoy
i vetrenoy Maríni...
Nyet, ne mne, privykshey k blesku
v vikhre sveta i pirov vesyolykh,
nyet, ne mne na dolyu palo
cerkov' bozhiyu proslavit'.
Ya besil'na...

RANGONI
Krasoyu svoyeyu pleni Samozvanca.
Rech'yu lyubovnoyu, pylkoyu nezhnoyu
strast' zaroni v yevo serdce;
plamennym vzorom, ulybkoy charuyushchey
razum yevo pokori.
Strakh suyeverni, nelepi prezri,
ugryzeniya sovesti zhalkoy,
bros' predrasudok pustoy i nichtozhni
skromnosti lozhnoy i vzdornoy devich'ey.
Poroyu gnevom pritvornym,
kapriznoyu prikhot'yu zhenskoy,
poroyu tonkoyu lest'yu,
iskusnym i lovkim obmanom iskusi yevo,
obol'sti yevo, i kogda, istomlyonni,
u nog tvoyikh divnykh v vostorge bezmolvnom
zhdat' budet veleniy,
klyatvu potrebuy svyatoy propagandy.

MARINYE
Tovo li mne nuzhno!...

RANGONI
Kak? I ti derznovenno protivish'sya cerkvi?
Jesli za blago priznavo budet,
dolzhna ti pozhertvovat' budesh'
bez strakha i bez sozhalen'ya chest'yu svoyeyu.

MARINYE
Chto?... Derzkiy lzhec!
Klyanu tvoyi rechi lukavye,
serdce tvoyo razvrashchyonnoye,
klyanu tebia vsey siloy prezreniya.
Proch' s glaz moyikh.

RANGONI
Marinye!
Plamenem adskim glaza tvoyi zablistali,
usta iskazilis', shchyoki poblyokli;
ot dunoven'ya nechistovo ischezla krasa tvoya.
Dukhi t'my toboy ovladeli,
gordyney besovskoy tvoy um omrachili.
V groznom velich'i na kryl'yakh
adskikh sam satana parit nad toboy!...

MARINYE
Bozhe! Zashchiti menya! Bozhe, nauchi menya!
Bozhe moy, put' ukazhi bednoy Marine....
A!...

(Marinye vskrikivajet, padajet k nogam Rangoni)

RANGONI
Smiris' pred bozh'im poslom.
Predaysya mne vsey dushoyu,
svoyim vsem pomyslom,
zhelan'em i mechtoyu, moyeyu bud' raboy!
DEISTVIYE TRETYE


Kartina Tretya

(Ubornaja Mariny Mnishek v Sandomire. Marinye
za tualetom. Devushki zanimajut jejo pesnjami)

DEVUSHKI
Na Visle lazurnoy, pod ivoy tenistoy
yest' chudni cvetochek,
on snega beleye.
V zerkal'nye vody lenivo glyaditsya,
lyubuyas' svoyeyu roskoshnoy krasoyu.
Nad chudnym cvetochkom,
blistaya na solnce,
roy babochek rezvykh igrayet, kruzhitsya,
plenyonni chudesnoy krasoyu cvetochka;
prelestnykh listochkov ne smeyet kosnut'sya.
I chudni cvetochek,
kivaya golovkoy,
v zerkal'nye vody lenivo glyaditsya.

MARINYE
(Gornichnoj)
Almazni moy venec!

DEVUSHKI
A v zamke vesyolom krasavica-panna
cvetochka rechnovo beleye, mileye,
cvetochka rechnovo beleye, nezhneye,
na slavu i radost' vsevo
Sandomira roskoshno cvetyot.
Nemalo molodcev blestyashchikh i znatnykh
v nevol'nom smushchen'e
pred neyu preylonyalis',
ulybku krasotki blazhenstvom schitaya,
u nog charodeyki ves' mir zabivaya.
A panna krasotka lukavo smeyalas'
nad rech'yu lyubovnoy,
nad strast'yu ikh pylkoy,
tomlen'yam i mukam serdec
ikh smushchyonnykh ne vnemlya.

MARINYE
Dovol'no!
Krasotka-panna blagodarna
za laskovoye slovo,
i za sravnen'e s tem cvetochkom chudnym,
chto beleye snega;
no panna Mnishek nedovol'na
ni rech'yu vashey l'stivoy,
ne besmyslennym namyokom
na kakikh-to molodcev blestyashchikh,
chto celoyu tolpoyu u nog yeyo lezhali,
v blazhenstve utopaya.
Nyet, ne `etikh pesen
nuzhno panne Mnishek,
ne pokhval svoyey krase ot vas zhdala ya.

A tekh pesenok chudesnykh,
chto mne nyanya napevala,
o velich'i, o pobedakh
i o slave voyev pol'skikh;
o vsemoshchnykh pol'skikh devakh,
o pobiatykh inozemcakh.
Vot chto nuzhno panne Mnishek!
`Eti pesni yey otrada.

(Devushkam)

Stupay!

(Devushki ukhodjat)

Ty, Ruzya, mne ne nuzhna sevodnya.
Otdokhni.

Skuchno Marine, akh kak skuchno-to!

Kak tomitel'no i vyalo dni za dnyami dlyatsya,
pusto, glupo tak, besplodno!
Celi sonm knyazey i grafov,
i panov vel'mozhnykh
ne razgonit skuki adskoy!
No lish' tam v tumannoy dali
zor'ka yasnaya blesnula;
to moskovskiy prokhodimec
panne Mnishek priglyanulsya.
Moy Dimitriy, mstitel' grozni,
mstitel' besposhchadni,
bozhiy sud i bozh'ya kara
za carevicha-malyutku,
zhertvu vlasti nenasytnoy,
zhertvu alchnosti Borisa,
zhertvu zlobi Godunova.
Razbuzhu zhe ya magnatov sonnykh,
bleskom zlata zamanyu ya shlyakhtu.
A tebia, moy samozvanec,
moy lyubovnik tomni,
opoyu tebia slezami strasti zhguchey.
Zadushu tebia v ob"yat'yakh, zaceluyu
mili moy tsarevich, moy Dimitriy,
moy zhenikh nazvanni.
Nezhnym lepetom lyubovnym
slukh tvoy ocharuyu,
moy tsarevich, moy Dimitriy,
moy lyubovnik tomni!
Panne Mnishek slishkom skuchny
strasti tomnoy izliyan'ya,
pylkikh yunoshey molen'ya,
rechi poshlye magnatov.
Panna Mnishek slavy khochet,
panna Mnishek vlasti zhazhdet.
Na prestol tsarey moskovskikh ya caricey syadu,
i v porfire zlatotkannoy solncem zablistayu,
i srazhu krasoy chudesnoy ya
moskaley tupoumnykh,
i stada boyar kichlivykh bit'
chelom sebe zastavlyu.
I proslavyat v skazkakh, bilyakh, nebilipakh
gorduyu svoyu caricu tupoumnye moskali.
Kha-kha-kha-kha!

(Vskrikivajet, uvidja Rangoni)

Akh! Akh, `eto vy, moy otec...

RANGONI
Dozvolit li nichtozhnomu rabu Gospodnyu
krasoyu nezemnoy siyayushchaya panna
prosit' vnimaniya?

MARINYE
Otec moy, vy ne prosit' dolzhny.
Marinye Mnishek docher'yu poslushnoyu
bila i budet svyatoy apostol'skoy
i nerazdel'noy cerkvi.

RANGONI
Cerkov' Bozhiya ostavlena, zabita;
liki svetlye svyatykh poblyokli;
very zhivoy istochnik chisti glokhnet;
ogn' kadil'nic blagovonnykh merknet;
ziyayut rany svyatykh strastoterpcev,
skorb' i stony v obitelyakh gornikh;
l'yutsya slyozy pastyrey smirennykh.

MARINYE
Otec moy! Vy... vy smushchayete menya,
bol'yu zhgucheyu rech' vasha skorbnaya
v slabom moyom serdce otdayotsya.

RANGONI
Doch' moya!... Marinye!..
Provozvesti yeretikam
moskalyam veru pravuyu;
obrati ikh na put' spasen'ya;
sokrushi dukh raskola grekhovni!
I proslavyat Marinu svyatuyu pred prestolom
tvorca luchezarnym angely gospodni.

MARINYE
I proslavyat Marinu svyatuyu pred prestolom
tvorca luchezarnym angely gospodni...
U!.. grekh kakoy!...

Otec moy, soblaznom strashnym vy iskusili
dushu greshnuyu neopytnoy
i vetrenoy Maríni...
Nyet, ne mne, privykshey k blesku
v vikhre sveta i pirov vesyolykh,
nyet, ne mne na dolyu palo
cerkov' bozhiyu proslavit'.
Ya besil'na...

RANGONI
Krasoyu svoyeyu pleni Samozvanca.
Rech'yu lyubovnoyu, pylkoyu nezhnoyu
strast' zaroni v yevo serdce;
plamennym vzorom, ulybkoy charuyushchey
razum yevo pokori.
Strakh suyeverni, nelepi prezri,
ugryzeniya sovesti zhalkoy,
bros' predrasudok pustoy i nichtozhni
skromnosti lozhnoy i vzdornoy devich'ey.
Poroyu gnevom pritvornym,
kapriznoyu prikhot'yu zhenskoy,
poroyu tonkoyu lest'yu,
iskusnym i lovkim obmanom iskusi yevo,
obol'sti yevo, i kogda, istomlyonni,
u nog tvoyikh divnykh v vostorge bezmolvnom
zhdat' budet veleniy,
klyatvu potrebuy svyatoy propagandy.

MARINYE
Tovo li mne nuzhno!...

RANGONI
Kak? I ti derznovenno protivish'sya cerkvi?
Jesli za blago priznavo budet,
dolzhna ti pozhertvovat' budesh'
bez strakha i bez sozhalen'ya chest'yu svoyeyu.

MARINYE
Chto?... Derzkiy lzhec!
Klyanu tvoyi rechi lukavye,
serdce tvoyo razvrashchyonnoye,
klyanu tebia vsey siloy prezreniya.
Proch' s glaz moyikh.

RANGONI
Marinye!
Plamenem adskim glaza tvoyi zablistali,
usta iskazilis', shchyoki poblyokli;
ot dunoven'ya nechistovo ischezla krasa tvoya.
Dukhi t'my toboy ovladeli,
gordyney besovskoy tvoy um omrachili.
V groznom velich'i na kryl'yakh
adskikh sam satana parit nad toboy!...

MARINYE
Bozhe! Zashchiti menya! Bozhe, nauchi menya!
Bozhe moy, put' ukazhi bednoy Marine....
A!...

(Marinye vskrikivajet, padajet k nogam Rangoni)

RANGONI
Smiris' pred bozh'im poslom.
Predaysya mne vsey dushoyu,
svoyim vsem pomyslom,
zhelan'em i mechtoyu, moyeyu bud' raboy!



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