Analysis of the monologue, taste, father, excellent manner, briefly. Famusov’s monologue “Taste, father, excellent manner...” in the comedy by A.S. Griboyedov "Woe from Wit. Moscow girls are preferable to all others

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Pavel Afanasyevich Famusov. Portrait.

In order for us to correctly understand this monologue, we must first understand who this Famusov himself is and what role he plays in the entire comedy of A.S. Griboedova? He characterizes himself as follows: that he is “vigorous and fresh, and lived to see his gray hairs, Free, widowed, I am my master...” And he also added, “Known for monastic behavior!..” It cannot be said that this is exactly the case... But , in any case, that’s how he would like to present himself. However, his daughter Sophia has a different opinion about him: “Grumpy, restless, quick.” However, he is accepted in society and his opinion is valued. And even more likely, it is he who values ​​​​the opinion of society. And what’s more, it’s very valuable!

Being a middle-class nobleman, he serves in some unnamed government place. The author of the comedy deliberately does not talk about many details concerning the lives of his characters. The reason for this is the following: the purpose of the work is to show the general condition of the noble nobility, on which the fate of Russia at that time depended. In the person of Pavel Afanasyevich, the writer showed every representative of the nobility of those days. And he was taken not from the very “top” and not from the very “bottom,” but, as it were, “in the middle.” A widower with an only daughter, whom he did not bother raising, entrusting her to a French nanny, walked with one concern: as long as there was a good opinion about him, and especially “at the top”! Therefore, his attitude towards affairs was as follows: “I’m afraid, sir, that I alone is deadly, so that many of them do not accumulate.”

And this is the attitude towards relatives: “No! I crawl in front of my relatives, where I meet; I will find her at the bottom of the sea. When I have employees, strangers are very rare; More and more sisters, sisters-in-law and children.” And this was considered normal and correct and praiseworthy.

The thing is that Famusov’s daughter Sophia, as it seems to him, is a girl of marriageable age. And her daddy creates such an atmosphere in his house that suitors began to hover around Sofiushka like moths around a candle... And then Pavel Afanasyevich decided to hook one “moth”. He does this by choice and based on his interests.

He is not at all interested in whether his only daughter needs such a groom or not. And one more thing: right there, somewhat further away, is Chatsky, who is completely inconvenient and completely unsuitable for Pavel Afanasyevich. The whole complexity of the situation lies in giving the green light and full profit to the rich colonel, who will be a general any day now, and at the same time gently showing the former childhood friend the door (since if this is done rudely, then the “moths” are generally all They'll fly apart!) You can expect anything from this hot Chatsky.

Praise to the Moscow nobility

The beginning of Famusov’s speech is completely unsuccessful: true to himself, he begins to praise the Moscow nobility.

What exactly does he highlight in this praise? Transfer of noble nobility from family to family! And on what basis? According to the principle of security.

If you have a sufficient number of workers who work for you - or rather, instead of you - then you are worthy to continue the noble family... Regardless of all your other advantages, or rather, shortcomings...

Moscow hospitality

To encourage Skalozub to make a match, Famusov makes a clever move: he removes all possible and impossible rivals with one blow, talking about Moscow hospitality, where the door is open to everyone. In fact, in order to get into some noble house, don’t think so, but you have to somehow justify to Skalozub the stay here of this dapper young man, who under certain circumstances can undoubtedly take the place of the groom in a rich house.

Moscow girls are preferable to all others!

Meanwhile, Famusov, carried away by pleasing both interlocutors, went far from the goal of his journey through human souls and their passions.

Here are well-known names, as you can see!:

Imagine for yourself what it was like for a contemporary of Griboyedov to hear about himself or a lady about whom they knew that she would fight back anyone! Here you truly don’t know whether to cry or laugh.



In order to finally win over the warrior Skalozub, he orders the Moscow ladies to command in front of the front...

Anthem of Moscow

Finally tired of his cunning maneuvering, Famusov bursts out with a final chord that turns his inspired speech into a hymn to Moscow!

Before starting his ambivalent speech, a passionate admirer of the capital and everything metropolitan, Pavel Afanasyevich had already begun to admire Moscow.

Now, in order to put an end to this matter of slyly luring one suitor and decisively rejecting another, he lowers his hammer on the indisputable authority of the Capital!

Famusov.21st century

When they say about someone that he is alive, this in any case means that he either never lived or died. And about this wonderful character of Griboyedov’s comedy, we can say that he is not only alive, but also, it seems, has no intention of dying. Famusov means a person who is looking for a reason to be famous. “Sin is not a problem, rumor is not good.” These are not his words. But this is about him. It is rumor and the essence of his soul that is one word! From the beginning of the comedy to the very end, he cares only about people's opinions. And the richest in this century!

"Oh! My God! what will he say
Princess Marya Aleksevna!” - this is not a superficial experience, this, gentlemen, his whole inside is screaming!

This is the greatest driving force and the most hidden motive of all human actions on earth. What will people say about me?..” Tastes, manners, laws.

These values ​​are hidden not in the air that surrounds us, but inside the human heart (“famous”(English) famous, famous, notorious).

If all over the world all people had one surname, derived from this word, then the passport services of all countries would simply break their heads from such confusion... That’s why our surnames are different! But they sometimes do not reflect the essence and purpose of life for each of us. And it’s not for nothing that Alexander Griboyedov, from the very beginning of this inspired monologue, puts words into Famusov’s mouth about starting a family. And this is the first law for those with whom every society begins: husband and wife.

This law is so literal that it even lists the statistics required for marriage.

“Be bad, but if there are two thousand family souls, that’s the groom.”

It's simple! Count how many “birthmarks” you have, and you will find out whether you are suitable or not. Well, if you’re at least quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance, Let yourself be known as a wise person, But they won’t include you in the family...” That’s it! “Don't look at us. After all, only here they still value the nobility.”

I would like to dwell briefly on the literary features of the writer’s style. Famusov’s assurance “Don’t marvel at us” means nothing more than that it is impossible to surprise him. Neither him nor the circle of people he represents and protects here. The fact is that in Griboyedov’s time, as well as in our time, people were not afraid to play with words - both for literary purposes, and at least out of a desire to seem original. But in this case, the author risks being completely misunderstood! He reached, so to speak, the border that can no longer be crossed... And he didn’t cross it! Having performed such a verbal somersault, Griboyedov managed to remain within the framework of the style, style and meaning of the comedy. And it must be said that he did this more than once throughout his entire work. So, for example, it gives the narrow-minded Skalozub the opportunity to say the unusual word “irritation”, but does not give him the opportunity to seem sophisticated, leaving him nevertheless a fool.

Or maybe such words were in use then among such people?.. And maybe they were not at all a sign of sophistication then, but just the opposite? As I would say today: an actual event,” which would undoubtedly mean that it, this event, is important. But if the same word is applied, for example, to a goose, which can also be very important, will this make it really relevant?

But Skalozub is Skalozub, and today we are interested in a completely different person, whose surname comes from the word rumor, fame, popularity. Our venerable hero does not stop at the first law, the law of creating a family, as the only one. He brings to light the second most important law: the law of hospitality. This is exactly what this law does not sound like. There is no law under that name. But Famus’s inspired speech gives it the meaning that basic human faith has, faith in humanism!

In general, the problem of self-focus, which the writer concentrated in Famusov, must be sought not in him alone, but in the depths of the human soul in general! And, thus, before us is not even a comedy at all, but even a real tragedy... In all these exciting events, who interests Famusov the most? Yes who! So he is himself! Have you decided to kill me? Isn't my fate still sad? These words are directed not only to the daughter, but to the entire world around us... What is more boring than life for yourself?!.. And how many people understand this?.. We walk around ourselves as if around an impregnable mountain! And even if we do something good, it will only be to continue this walk. With each generation, Famusism captures the human heart more and more! Is this the only problem?

The breadth of the Russian soul most surprisingly coexists with unbridled egoism! Maybe there is an exception for foreign guests, as our speech says? Yes, there is!.. In order to further establish oneself in one’s selfishness! A.S. Griboyedov managed to show in his hero all the subtleties and intricacies of Russian egoism. And especially vividly in this monologue! Can selfishness have a purely national character? Yes! This Famusov in certain situations can be any person.

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Pavel Afanasyevich Famusov. Portrait.

In order for us to correctly understand this monologue, we must first understand who this Famusov himself is and what role he plays in the entire comedy of A.S. Griboedova? He characterizes himself as follows: that he is “vigorous and fresh, and lived to see his gray hairs, Free, widowed, I am my master...” And he also added, “Known for monastic behavior!..” It cannot be said that this is exactly the case... But , in any case, that’s how he would like to present himself. However, his daughter Sophia has a different opinion about him: “Grumpy, restless, quick.” However, he is accepted in society and his opinion is valued. And even more likely, it is he who values ​​​​the opinion of society. And what’s more, it’s very valuable!

Being a middle-class nobleman, he serves in some unnamed government place. The author of the comedy deliberately does not talk about many details concerning the lives of his characters. The reason for this is the following: the purpose of the work is to show the general condition of the noble nobility, on which the fate of Russia at that time depended. In the person of Pavel Afanasyevich, the writer showed every representative of the nobility of those days. And he was taken not from the very “top” and not from the very “bottom,” but, as it were, “in the middle.” A widower with an only daughter, whom he did not bother raising, entrusting her to a French nanny, walked with one concern: as long as there was a good opinion about him, and especially “at the top”! Therefore, his attitude towards affairs was as follows: “I’m afraid, sir, that I alone is deadly, so that many of them do not accumulate.”

And this is the attitude towards relatives: “No! I crawl in front of my relatives, where I meet; I will find her at the bottom of the sea. When I have employees, strangers are very rare; More and more sisters, sisters-in-law and children.” And this was considered normal and correct and praiseworthy.

The thing is that Famusov’s daughter Sophia, as it seems to him, is a girl of marriageable age. And her daddy creates such an atmosphere in his house that suitors began to hover around Sofiushka like moths around a candle... And then Pavel Afanasyevich decided to hook one “moth”. He does this by choice and based on his interests.

He is not at all interested in whether his only daughter needs such a groom or not. And one more thing: right there, somewhat further away, is Chatsky, who is completely inconvenient and completely unsuitable for Pavel Afanasyevich. The whole complexity of the situation lies in giving the green light and full profit to the rich colonel, who will be a general any day now, and at the same time gently showing the former childhood friend the door (since if this is done rudely, then the “moths” are generally all They'll fly apart!) You can expect anything from this hot Chatsky.

Praise to the Moscow nobility

The beginning of Famusov’s speech is completely unsuccessful: true to himself, he begins to praise the Moscow nobility.

What exactly does he highlight in this praise? Transfer of noble nobility from family to family! And on what basis? According to the principle of security.

If you have a sufficient number of workers who work for you - or rather, instead of you - then you are worthy to continue the noble family... Regardless of all your other advantages, or rather, shortcomings...

Moscow hospitality

To encourage Skalozub to make a match, Famusov makes a clever move: he removes all possible and impossible rivals with one blow, talking about Moscow hospitality, where the door is open to everyone. In fact, in order to get into some noble house, don’t think so, but you have to somehow justify to Skalozub the stay here of this dapper young man, who under certain circumstances can undoubtedly take the place of the groom in a rich house.

Moscow girls are preferable to all others!

Meanwhile, Famusov, carried away by pleasing both interlocutors, went far from the goal of his journey through human souls and their passions.

Here are well-known names, as you can see!:

Imagine for yourself what it was like for a contemporary of Griboyedov to hear about himself or a lady about whom they knew that she would fight back anyone! Here you truly don’t know whether to cry or laugh.

In order to finally win over the warrior Skalozub, he orders the Moscow ladies to command in front of the front...

Anthem of Moscow

Finally tired of his cunning maneuvering, Famusov bursts out with a final chord that turns his inspired speech into a hymn to Moscow!

Before starting his ambivalent speech, a passionate admirer of the capital and everything metropolitan, Pavel Afanasyevich had already begun to admire Moscow.

Now, in order to put an end to this matter of slyly luring one suitor and decisively rejecting another, he lowers his hammer on the indisputable authority of the Capital!

Famusov.21st century

When they say about someone that he is alive, this in any case means that he either never lived or died. And about this wonderful character of Griboyedov’s comedy, we can say that he is not only alive, but also, it seems, has no intention of dying. Famusov means a person who is looking for a reason to be famous. “Sin is not a problem, rumor is not good.” These are not his words. But this is about him. It is rumor and the essence of his soul that is one word! From the beginning of the comedy to the very end, he cares only about people's opinions. And the richest in this century!

"Oh! My God! what will he say
Princess Marya Aleksevna!” - this is not a superficial experience, this, gentlemen, his whole inside is screaming!

This is the greatest driving force and the most hidden motive of all human actions on earth. What will people say about me?..” Tastes, manners, laws.

These values ​​are hidden not in the air that surrounds us, but inside the human heart (“famous”(English) famous, famous, notorious).

If all over the world all people had one surname, derived from this word, then the passport services of all countries would simply break their heads from such confusion... That’s why our surnames are different! But they sometimes do not reflect the essence and purpose of life for each of us. And it’s not for nothing that Alexander Griboyedov, from the very beginning of this inspired monologue, puts words into Famusov’s mouth about starting a family. And this is the first law for those with whom every society begins: husband and wife.

This law is so literal that it even lists the statistics required for marriage.

“Be bad, but if there are two thousand family souls, that’s the groom.”

It's simple! Count how many “birthmarks” you have, and you will find out whether you are suitable or not. Well, if you’re at least quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance, Let yourself be known as a wise person, But they won’t include you in the family...” That’s it! “Don't look at us. After all, only here they still value the nobility.”

I would like to dwell briefly on the literary features of the writer’s style. Famusov’s assurance “Don’t marvel at us” means nothing more than that it is impossible to surprise him. Neither him nor the circle of people he represents and protects here. The fact is that in Griboyedov’s time, as well as in our time, people were not afraid to play with words - both for literary purposes, and at least out of a desire to seem original. But in this case, the author risks being completely misunderstood! He reached, so to speak, the border that can no longer be crossed... And he didn’t cross it! Having performed such a verbal somersault, Griboyedov managed to remain within the framework of the style, style and meaning of the comedy. And it must be said that he did this more than once throughout his entire work. So, for example, it gives the narrow-minded Skalozub the opportunity to say the unusual word “irritation”, but does not give him the opportunity to seem sophisticated, leaving him nevertheless a fool.

Or maybe such words were in use then among such people?.. And maybe they were not at all a sign of sophistication then, but just the opposite? As I would say today: an actual event,” which would undoubtedly mean that it, this event, is important. But if the same word is applied, for example, to a goose, which can also be very important, will this make it really relevant?

But Skalozub is Skalozub, and today we are interested in a completely different person, whose surname comes from the word rumor, fame, popularity. Our venerable hero does not stop at the first law, the law of creating a family, as the only one. He brings to light the second most important law: the law of hospitality. This is exactly what this law does not sound like. There is no law under that name. But Famus’s inspired speech gives it the meaning that basic human faith has, faith in humanism!

In general, the problem of self-focus, which the writer concentrated in Famusov, must be sought not in him alone, but in the depths of the human soul in general! And, thus, before us is not even a comedy at all, but even a real tragedy... In all these exciting events, who interests Famusov the most? Yes who! So he is himself! Have you decided to kill me? Isn't my fate still sad? These words are directed not only to the daughter, but to the entire world around us... What is more boring than life for yourself?!.. And how many people understand this?.. We walk around ourselves as if around an impregnable mountain! And even if we do something good, it will only be to continue this walk. With each generation, Famusism captures the human heart more and more! Is this the only problem?

The breadth of the Russian soul most surprisingly coexists with unbridled egoism! Maybe there is an exception for foreign guests, as our speech says? Yes, there is!.. In order to further establish oneself in one’s selfishness! A.S. Griboyedov managed to show in his hero all the subtleties and intricacies of Russian egoism. And especially vividly in this monologue! Can selfishness have a purely national character? Yes! This Famusov in certain situations can be any person.

Famusov’s monologue “Taste, father, excellent manner...” in the comedy by A.S. Griboyedov "Woe from Wit"

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Analysis of Famusov’s monologue (“Woe from Wit”) “Taste, father, excellent manner:” According to the plan: What caused it, What topics are touched upon in it, What views of the hero are revealed, What is the mental state of the character at the moment, For what purpose did he introduce the playwright of this monologue?

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F a m u s o Taste, father, excellent manner, Everything has its own laws: For example, we have had it since ancient times, That there is honor according to father and son; Be bad, but if there are two thousand family souls, He will be the groom. . . I will say decisively: there is hardly another capital like Moscow. Based on the erroneous thesis: ““Woe from Wit” is a satire, not a comedy,” V. G. Belinsky wrote, evaluating this monologue: “Famusov spreads about Moscow in a monologue of 54 verses, where, in places expressing himself in a very original way, in others For Chatsky, he does acts against society that could only have occurred to Chatsky” (III, 476). This assessment is partly due to the stage practice of that time, when monologues were “recited” with appropriate pressure in those places that could cause laughter from the audience. However, the bizarre change of topics in Famusov’s monologue, surveying all layers of the Moscow nobility, and the comic ambiguity of his praise - everything is in close connection with the dramatic situation in which this monologue is pronounced. Famusov’s main goal is to make Skalozub think about getting married, but Chatsky is present in the room (he is located somewhat further away and therefore Famusov is in no hurry to introduce him to Skalozub); Chatsky hears everything, can intervene in the conversation at any moment, and Skalozub noticed, of course, the unfamiliar young man. Famusov needs to be made clear in some indirect way that this guest is random and is not a rival to the colonel. However, Famusov begins his speech not entirely successfully: true to himself, he praises the Moscow family nobility. Of course, there is a meaning to this: thereby Skalozub is made to understand that the Famusovs are not the last people in Moscow. However, having said: “honor according to father and son,” Famusov comes to his senses, remembering that his interlocutor cannot boast of ancestors at all, and immediately stipulates that the main thing is not nobility, but wealth. He is annoyed that the word “bad” came out of his mouth (it was no accident that it came out, of course: no matter how much Famusov fawns over Skalozub, he has a better opinion of himself!) - and Famusov changes the subject, attacks the “reasonable people” who “ they won’t be included in the family,” almost nodding to Chatsky. Here it is necessary to somehow explain why this young man enters the house where there is a bride, and Famusov refers to the well-known Moscow hospitality. Here, however, a new danger awaits him: he has offended the “wise men” and Chatsky can enter into a conversation and ruin the whole thing - this is how a compliment to the “young men” is born. But Famusov simply cannot leave this praise without a reminder of the “fathers of the fatherland”; True, he now speaks about them also with an eye on Chatsky - if only he would remain silent! - Chatsky’s “carbonara speech” about Maxim Petrovich is still fresh in his memory, and Famusov gives Chatsky a break: “sometimes they talk about the government in such a way that if someone overheard them... trouble! " - but then he realizes that it will be a disaster if Skalozub concludes something from his words, and reduces this topic to nothing: “they will argue, make some noise and disperse”, at the same time - for Chatsky, first of all - emphasizing their significance and necessity (“without they won't get by." Meanwhile, Famusov - in his cunning hints - has gone far from the main topic, and he forces it, remembering the ladies and praising them in Skalozubov’s expressions (“Tell them to command before the front!”), and here it’s not far from the daughters, after all, Moscow ( precisely the Moscow ones!) even the Prussian king “marveled in a different way” (that is, unusually) at the girls - this is a trump card for Skalozub, for whom the Prussian school is the best in military affairs


A.S. Griboedov worked on “Woe from Wit” during a difficult period in Russian history - under Emperor Alexander I. The awakening liberal thoughts of the progressive aristocracy and intelligentsia in those years inevitably ran into the conservatism of the older generation.

The idea of ​​the play was the conflict of different eras, which Griboyedov reflected in the image of Chatsky and Famusov. The first is a progressive representative of the “present century”, the second is a typical hero of the “past century”.

The views of generations diverge in many aspects of life, they have different attitudes towards marriage, education, military affairs, serfdom, etc. When Famusov advises Chatsky to go into service, he defiantly retorts: “I would be glad to serve, it’s sickening to be served.” The young man reproaches his elders for hypocrisy, veneration and idleness. He is disgusted by the thought of servility, he bitterly asks:

Where, show us, Fatherland fathers,

Which ones should we take as models?

The metropolitan nobleman sets as an example a worthy, in his opinion, candidate for emulation - his own uncle Maxim Petrovich. However, it is known about the mentioned character that he curried favor with high ranks by any means, attacking his pride, honor and dignity.

Each of the opponents is confident that they are right, so they ardently defend their position.

Griboedov introduced many rhetorical questions and exclamatory sentences into the characters’ dialogues. For example, the famous monologue of the progressive Chatsky “Who are the judges?.. or Famusov’s reasoning “Taste, father, excellent manner...”.

In the famous work, the author shows the dreams of young people about the reorganization of social thought and at the same time the regrets of elders about the “golden age of the nobility”, to the foundations of which a lazy society gravitates. In the monologues of the main characters, Griboedov clearly shows the polarity of their opinions on a variety of topics. That is why the speeches of Chatsky and Famusov are the longest and most meaningful, thought-provoking.

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Chatsky, Famusov, Skalozub.

Famusov

Skalozub (thick bass)

Why climb, for example?

By ourselves!.. I am ashamed, as an honest officer.

Famusov

Should I really not take a single step for my friends?

Sergei Sergeich, dear!

Put down your hat, take off your sword;

Here's a sofa for you, relax.

Skalozub

Wherever you want, just to sit down.

(All three sit down, Chatsky at a distance.)

Famusov

Oh! Father, say so as not to forget:

Let us be considered yours,

Even if they are distant, the inheritance cannot be divided;

You didn’t know, and I certainly didn’t know, -

Thank you, your cousin taught me, -

How do you feel about Nastasya Nikolaevna?

Skalozub

I don’t know, sir, it’s my fault;

She and I did not serve together,

Famusov

Sergey Sergeich, is it you!

No! I crawl in front of my relatives, where I meet;

I will find her at the bottom of the sea.

In my presence, strangers serving as employees are very rare;

More and more sisters, sisters-in-law, children;

Only Molchalin is not my own,

And then because of business.

How are you going to present yourself to the cross?

to the place

Well, how can you not please your loved one!..

However, your brother is my friend and told me,

What benefits did you receive in your service?

Skalozub

In the thirteenth year my brother and I were different

In the thirtieth Jaeger, and then in the forty-fifth.

Famusov

Yes, it’s lucky to have such a son!

He seems to have an order in his buttonhole?

Skalozub

For the third of August; We settled into a trench:

It was given to him with a bow, around my neck.

Famusov

Dear man, and look - such a grip,

Your cousin is a wonderful man.

Skalozub

But I firmly picked up some new rules.

The rank followed him: he suddenly left the service,

Famusov

You behaved well

You've been a colonel for a long time, but you've only recently served.

Skalozub

I am quite happy in my comrades,

The vacancies are just open;

Then the elders will turn off others,

The others, you see, have been killed.

Famusov

Yes, whatever the Lord searches for, he will exalt!

Skalozub

Sometimes mine is luckier.

In our fifteenth division, not far away,

At least say something about our brigadier general.

Famusov

For mercy's sake, what are you missing?

Skalozub

I'm not complaining, they didn't bypass me,

However, they kept the regiment under control for two years.

Famusov

Are you in pursuit of the regiment?

But, of course, in what else

You have a long way to go.

Skalozub

No, sir, there are people older than me in terms of body size,

I have been serving since eight hundred and nine;

Yes, to get ranks, there are many channels;

I judge them as a true philosopher:

I just wish I could become a general.

Famusov

And judge nicely, God bless you

And the rank of general; and there

Are we talking about the general's wife?

Skalozub

Marry? I don't mind at all.

Famusov

Well? who has a sister, niece, daughter;

In Moscow, there is no translation for brides;

What? breed year after year;

And, father, admit that you barely

Where can you find a capital like Moscow?

Skalozub

Huge distances.

Famusov

There are laws for everything:

What honor is there between father and son;

Two thousand ancestral souls, -

He's the groom.

The other one, at least be quicker, puffed up with all sorts of things

swagger,

Let yourself be known as a wise man,

But they won’t include you in the family. Don't look at us.

Whoever wants to come to us is welcome;

The door is open for the invited and the uninvited,

Especially from foreign ones;

It’s the same for us, dinner is ready for everyone.

For young men - sons and grandchildren,

We scold them, and if you understand -

And our old people?? - How enthusiasm will take them,

They will condemn deeds, that the word is a sentence, -

After all, the pillars don’t bother anyone;

What if someone overheard them... trouble!

It’s not that new things were introduced - never,

God save us! No. And they will find fault

They will argue, make some noise and... disperse.

Retired direct chancellors - according to the mind!

What about the ladies? - anyone, try it, master it;

Judges of everything, everywhere, there are no judges above them;

God grant me patience, because I myself was married.

And whoever saw the daughters, hang your head...

Their good character, not their faces;

They know how to dress themselves up

Taffeta, marigold and haze,

They won’t say a word in simplicity, everything is done with a grimace;

French romances are sung to you

And the top ones bring out notes,

They flock to military people,

But because they are patriots.

I will say emphatically: barely

Another capital is found like Moscow.

Skalozub

In my opinion,

The fire contributed a lot to her decoration.

Famusov

Don’t tell us, you never know how much they’re screaming!

Since then, roads, sidewalks,

Home and everything in a new way.

Chatsky

The houses are new, but the prejudices are old.

Rejoice, they won’t destroy you

Neither their years, nor fashion, nor fires.

Famusov (to Chatsky)

Hey, tie a knot for memory;

I asked you to be silent, it was not a great service.

(to Skalozub)

Allow me, father. Here you go - Chatsky, my friend,

Andrei Ilyich's late son:

It does not serve, that is, he does not find any benefit in it,

But if you wanted to, it would be businesslike.

It's a pity, it's a pity, he's too small in the head

And he writes and translates well.

One cannot help but regret that with such a mind...

Chatsky

Is it possible to regret someone else?

And your praise annoys me.

Famusov

I’m not the only one, everyone condemns me the same way.

Chatsky

Who are the judges? - In ancient times

Their enmity towards a free life is irreconcilable,

Judgments are drawn from forgotten newspapers

The times of the Ochakovskys and the conquest of Crimea;

Always ready to fight,

They all sing the same song,

Without noticing about yourself:

The older it is, the worse it is.

Where, show us, are the fathers of the fatherland,

Which ones should we take as models?

Aren't these the ones who are rich in robbery?

They found protection from court in friends, in kinship,

Magnificent building chambers,

Where they spill out in feasts and extravagance

And where foreign clients will not be resurrected

The meanest features of the past life.

And who in Moscow didn’t have their mouths clamped?

Lunches, dinners and dances?

Aren't you the one to whom I was born from the shrouds?

For some incomprehensible plans,

Did they take the child to bow?

That Nestor of noble scoundrels,

Surrounded by a crowd of servants;

Zealous, they are in the hours of wine and fights

And his honor and life saved him more than once: suddenly

He traded three greyhounds for them!!!

Or that one over there, which is for tricks

He drove to the serf ballet on many wagons

From mothers and fathers of rejected children?!

I myself am immersed in mind in Zephyrs and Cupids,

Made all of Moscow marvel at their beauty!

But the debtors did not agree to a deferment:

Cupids and Zephyrs all

Sold out individually!!!

These are the ones who lived to see their gray hairs!

This is who we should respect in the wilderness!

Here are our strict connoisseurs and judges!

Now let one of us

Of the young people, there will be an enemy of quest,

Without demanding either places or promotion,

He will focus his mind on science, hungry for knowledge;

Or God himself will stir up heat in his soul

To the creative, high arts

and beautiful, -

They immediately: robbery! fire!

And he will be known among them as a dreamer! dangerous!! -

Uniform! one uniform! he is in their former life

Once covered, embroidered and beautiful,

Their weakness, poverty of reason;

And we follow them on a happy journey!

And in wives and daughters there is the same passion for the uniform!

How long ago did I renounce tenderness towards him?!

Now I can’t fall into this childishness;

But who wouldn’t follow everyone then?

When from the guard, others from the court

We came here for a while -

The women shouted: hurray!

And they threw caps into the air!

Famusov (to himself)

He'll get me into trouble.

(Loud.)

Sergey Sergeich, I'll go

And I'll be waiting for you in the office.

From the play by A. S. Griboyedov. Also on this page you will find a video of the famous play "Woe from Wit". Enjoy watching!

Famusov, servant.

Parsley, you are always with new clothes,
With a torn elbow. Get out the calendar;
Read not like a sexton, *
And with feeling, with sense, with arrangement.
Just wait. - On a piece of paper, scribble on a note,
Against next week:
To Praskovya Fedorovna's house
On Tuesday I'm invited to go trout fishing.
How wonderfully created the light!
Philosophize - your mind will spin;
Either you take care, then it’s lunch:
Eat for three hours, but in three days it won’t cook!
Mark that same day... No, no.
On Thursday I am invited to the funeral.
Oh, the human race! has fallen into oblivion
That everyone should climb there themselves,
In that little box where you can neither stand nor sit.
But who intends to leave the memory on its own
Living a commendable life, here is an example:
The deceased was a venerable chamberlain,
With the key, he knew how to deliver the key to his son;
Rich, and married to a rich woman;
Married children, grandchildren;
Died; everyone remembers him sadly.
Kuzma Petrovich! Peace be upon him! -
What kind of aces live and die in Moscow! -
Write: on Thursday, one to one,
Or maybe on Friday, or maybe on Saturday,
I have to baptize a widow, a doctor's wife.
She didn't give birth, but by calculation
In my opinion: she should give birth...

That's it, you are all proud!
Would you ask what the fathers did?
We would learn by looking at our elders:
We, for example, or the deceased uncle,
Maxim Petrovich: he’s not on silver,
Ate on gold; one hundred people at your service;
All in orders; I was always traveling in a train;
A century at court, and at what court!
Then it was not the same as now,
He served under the Empress Catherine.
And in those days everyone is important! forty pounds...
Take a bow - they won’t nod to stupid people.
A nobleman in the case - even more so,
Not like anyone else, and he drank and ate differently.
And uncle! what is your prince? what's the count?
Serious look, arrogant disposition.
When do you need to help yourself?
And he bent over:
On the kurtag he happened to step on his feet;
He fell so hard that he almost hit the back of his head;
The old man groaned, his voice hoarse;
He was granted the highest smile;
They deigned to laugh; what about him?
He stood up, straightened up, wanted to bow,
Suddenly a row fell - on purpose -
And the laughter is worse, and the third time it’s the same.
A? what do you think? in our opinion, he is smart.
He fell painfully, but got up well.
But it happens that who is more often invited to whist?
Who hears a friendly word at court?
Maxim Petrovich! Who knew honor before everyone?
Maxim Petrovich! Joke!
Who promotes you to ranks and gives pensions?
Maxim Petrovich! Yes! You, the current ones, wow!

Famusov's monologue phenomenon 2 act 5 "Woe from Wit"


Taste, father, excellent manner;
All have their own laws:
For example, we have been doing this since ancient times,
What is honor for father and son:
Be bad, but if you get enough
Two thousand ancestral souls, -
He's the groom.
The other one, at least be quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance,
Let yourself be known as a wise man,
But they won’t include you in the family. Don't look at us.
After all, only here they also value the nobility.
Is this the same thing? take some bread and salt:
Whoever wants to come to us is welcome;
The door is open for the invited and the uninvited,
Especially from foreign ones;
Whether an honest person or not,
It’s all the same for us, dinner is ready for everyone.
Take you from head to toe,
All Moscow ones have a special imprint.
Please look at our youth,
For young men - sons and grandchildren.
We scold them, and if you figure it out,
At the age of fifteen, teachers will be taught!
And our old people?? -How the enthusiasm will take them,
They will condemn deeds, that the word is a sentence, -
After all, the pillars * are all, they don’t blow anyone’s mind;
And sometimes they talk about the government like this,
What if someone overheard them... trouble!
It’s not that new things were introduced - never,
God save us! No. And they will find fault
To this, to that, and more often to nothing,
They will argue, make some noise, and... disperse.
Direct chancellors * retired - according to the mind!
I'll tell you, you know, the time is not ripe,
But the matter cannot be accomplished without them. -
What about the ladies? - anyone, try it, master it;
Judges of everything, everywhere, there are no judges above them;
Behind the cards, when they rise up in a general revolt,
God grant me patience, because I myself was married.
Order the command in front of the front!
Be present, send them to the Senate!
Irina Vlasevna! Lukerya Aleksevna!
Tatyana Yuryevna! Pulcheria Andrevna!
And whoever saw the daughters, hang your head...
His Majesty the King of Prussia was here,
He marveled not at the Moscow girls,
Their good character, not their faces;
And indeed, is it possible to be more educated!
They know how to dress themselves up
Taffeta, marigold and haze, *
They won’t say a word in simplicity, everything will be done with a grimace;
French romances are sung to you
And the top ones bring out notes,
They just cling to military people.
But because they are patriots.
I will say emphatically: barely
Another capital will be found, like Moscow.

WOE FROM MIND (Maly Theater 1977) - video



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He speaks seriously, but we turn his words into a joke.
- How about the second wind? - we ask each other, laughing. And he laughs with us.
We're going all the way. The sun, which shone on the lamas' faces, remains behind us. In its truthful light we see each other. Their faces became haggard, darkened, their lips were cracked, their eyes were red...
But suddenly, at a turn, right on the outskirts of a quiet village, we see a passenger car covered with branches. This is the vehicle of the commander and commissar. Colonel Aleshin is not visible, Rakitin stands by the road and salutes us.
He does not stretch in a drill manner, and an embarrassed grin wanders across his tired, kind face. But still, there is no other way to interpret his pose - he salutes us. The entire regiment walks past him, which must continue for quite a long time, but he stands with his hand on the visor of his cap, and there is not a person in the regiment who does not understand what this means.
The colonel meets us in the village itself.
He stands in the middle of the street, with one hand in his belt, waiting for us. In the last hours of the march, our column became very upset. We do not walk in ranks, but in groups, and only when we see the colonel do we begin to look around and change formations as we go.
It is very difficult to understand the expression on the colonel's face. He's definitely looking at...
- Great, well done! - he said when we, having lined up in ranks, pulled ourselves up and even made an attempt to “give a leg,” passed him. “Turn here, second company!” It's cooked and cooked for you here. In one pot, both dinner and breakfast at once. Go quickly, otherwise the cook is nervous, worried that everything will end!
The colonel points to the gate with a hospitable gesture. We pass by him, he carefully looks around our tired ranks. He knows very well that he needs hot food to restore strength and recover after a seven-decade trek. Having sent us to breakfast, he again looks at the road, waiting for the next, third company.
Day. We settled down in a wide school yard. It recently rained here, the calm puddles are filled to the top and full of blue sky and wet clouds. There are people sleeping on the grass all over the yard. Some are spread out, others are curled up, but above each dozen heads there are rifles in a pyramid. We sleep in squads, platoons and companies, so that we can get up and go west again.
We sleep until lunch, we sleep after lunch, we could sleep longer, but we need to continue the hike. It’s difficult to walk at first, your legs are sore and bandaged, but the pain subsides and you don’t think about it. The legs parted. We turned from the echoing asphalt onto a soft dirt road, which again led us into the forest. This is still the Moscow region. It is prohibited to cut down trees here. The forests are getting thicker. Sometimes the forest parts, and arable fields crossed by rivers are visible.
...The sun is setting again, which day we follow it! Here is a large village, and you can see our army entering it from the forest along several roads...
We cross the street and with our movement we delay the herd. Huge cows smelling of milk moo displeasedly. We prevented them from reaching the farm, the carved ridge of which is visible from the side. Young milkmaids in white bring us morning milk. Here we were given a longer rest, and we have time to look back. Among the huts, two new white two-story houses rose. The roadsides are lined with turf. The glass of the school is clear. Socialist abundance in every detail, and in everything the mature fullness of an unprecedented, socialist, already developed system of life.
In 1928-1929, I visited the Comintern commune in the Dnieper Tauride steppes. The large wasteland overgrown with weeds on the site of the landowner's house was not yet built up, and the coals of the 1818 fire crunched underfoot. This commune was like a drawing by a talented child. The hand is uncertain, the perspective is confused, but the main strokes were outlined even then with brilliant fidelity. The commune plowed up five thousand hectares, built hangar-like barns, erected silos... The kindergarten and nursery were poor, but how clean were the sackcloth bedding in children's beds!

Analysis of Famusov’s monologue (“Woe from Wit”) “Taste, father, excellent manner:” According to the plan: What caused it, What topics are touched upon in it, What views of the hero are revealed, What is the mental state of the character at the moment, For what purpose did he introduce the playwright of this monologue?

Answers:

F a m u s o Taste, father, excellent manner, Everything has its own laws: For example, we have had it since ancient times, That there is honor according to father and son; Be bad, but if there are two thousand family souls, He will be the groom. . . I will say decisively: there is hardly another capital like Moscow. Based on the erroneous thesis: ““Woe from Wit” is a satire, not a comedy,” V. G. Belinsky wrote, evaluating this monologue: “Famusov spreads about Moscow in a monologue of 54 verses, where, in places expressing himself in a very original way, in others For Chatsky, he does acts against society that could only have occurred to Chatsky” (III, 476). This assessment is partly due to the stage practice of that time, when monologues were “recited” with appropriate pressure in those places that could cause laughter from the audience. However, the bizarre change of topics in Famusov’s monologue, surveying all layers of the Moscow nobility, and the comic ambiguity of his praise - everything is in close connection with the dramatic situation in which this monologue is pronounced. Famusov’s main goal is to make Skalozub think about getting married, but Chatsky is present in the room (he is located somewhat further away and therefore Famusov is in no hurry to introduce him to Skalozub); Chatsky hears everything, can intervene in the conversation at any moment, and Skalozub noticed, of course, the unfamiliar young man. Famusov needs to be made clear in some indirect way that this guest is random and is not a rival to the colonel. However, Famusov begins his speech not entirely successfully: true to himself, he praises the Moscow family nobility. Of course, there is a meaning to this: thereby Skalozub is made to understand that the Famusovs are not the last people in Moscow. However, having said: “honor according to father and son,” Famusov comes to his senses, remembering that his interlocutor cannot boast of ancestors at all, and immediately stipulates that the main thing is not nobility, but wealth. He is annoyed that the word “bad” came out of his mouth (it was no accident that it came out, of course: no matter how much Famusov fawns over Skalozub, he has a better opinion of himself!) - and Famusov changes the subject, attacks the “reasonable people” who “ they won’t be included in the family,” almost nodding to Chatsky. Here it is necessary to somehow explain why this young man enters the house where there is a bride, and Famusov refers to the well-known Moscow hospitality. Here, however, a new danger awaits him: he has offended the “wise men” and Chatsky can enter into a conversation and ruin the whole thing - this is how a compliment to the “young men” is born. But Famusov simply cannot leave this praise without a reminder of the “fathers of the fatherland”; True, he now speaks about them also with an eye on Chatsky - if only he would remain silent! - Chatsky’s “carbonara speech” about Maxim Petrovich is still fresh in his memory, and Famusov gives Chatsky a break: “sometimes they talk about the government in such a way that if someone overheard them... trouble! " - but then he realizes that it will be a disaster if Skalozub concludes something from his words, and reduces this topic to nothing: “they will argue, make some noise and disperse”, at the same time - for Chatsky, first of all - emphasizing their significance and necessity (“without they won't get by." Meanwhile, Famusov - in his cunning hints - has gone far from the main topic, and he forces it, remembering the ladies and praising them in Skalozubov’s expressions (“Tell them to command before the front!”), and here it’s not far from the daughters, after all, Moscow ( precisely the Moscow ones!) even the Prussian king “marveled in a different way” (that is, unusually) at the girls - this is a trump card for Skalozub, for whom the Prussian school is the best in military affairs

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Pavel Afanasyevich Famusov. Portrait.

In order for us to correctly understand this monologue, we must first understand who this Famusov himself is and what role he plays in the entire comedy of A.S. Griboedova? He characterizes himself as follows: that he is “vigorous and fresh, and lived to see his gray hairs, Free, widowed, I am my master...” And he also added, “Known for monastic behavior!..” It cannot be said that this is exactly the case... But , in any case, that’s how he would like to present himself. However, his daughter Sophia has a different opinion about him: “Grumpy, restless, quick.” However, he is accepted in society and his opinion is valued. And even more likely, it is he who values ​​​​the opinion of society. And what’s more, it’s very valuable!

Being a middle-class nobleman, he serves in some unnamed government place. The author of the comedy deliberately does not talk about many details concerning the lives of his characters. The reason for this is the following: the purpose of the work is to show the general condition of the noble nobility, on which the fate of Russia at that time depended. In the person of Pavel Afanasyevich, the writer showed every representative of the nobility of those days. And he was taken not from the very “top” and not from the very “bottom,” but, as it were, “in the middle.” A widower with an only daughter, whom he did not bother raising, entrusting her to a French nanny, walked with one concern: as long as there was a good opinion about him, and especially “at the top”! Therefore, his attitude towards affairs was as follows: “I’m afraid, sir, that I alone is deadly, so that many of them do not accumulate.”

And this is the attitude towards relatives: “No! I crawl in front of my relatives, where I meet; I will find her at the bottom of the sea. When I have employees, strangers are very rare; More and more sisters, sisters-in-law and children.” And this was considered normal and correct and praiseworthy.

The thing is that Famusov’s daughter Sophia, as it seems to him, is a girl of marriageable age. And her daddy creates such an atmosphere in his house that suitors began to hover around Sofiushka like moths around a candle... And then Pavel Afanasyevich decided to hook one “moth”. He does this by choice and based on his interests.

He is not at all interested in whether his only daughter needs such a groom or not. And one more thing: right there, somewhat further away, is Chatsky, who is completely inconvenient and completely unsuitable for Pavel Afanasyevich. The whole complexity of the situation lies in giving the green light and full profit to the rich colonel, who will be a general any day now, and at the same time gently showing the former childhood friend the door (since if this is done rudely, then the “moths” are generally all They'll fly apart!) You can expect anything from this hot Chatsky.

Praise to the Moscow nobility

The beginning of Famusov’s speech is completely unsuccessful: true to himself, he begins to praise the Moscow nobility.

What exactly does he highlight in this praise? Transfer of noble nobility from family to family! And on what basis? According to the principle of security.

If you have a sufficient number of workers who work for you - or rather, instead of you - then you are worthy to continue the noble family... Regardless of all your other advantages, or rather, shortcomings...

Moscow hospitality

To encourage Skalozub to make a match, Famusov makes a clever move: he removes all possible and impossible rivals with one blow, talking about Moscow hospitality, where the door is open to everyone. In fact, in order to get into some noble house, don’t think so, but you have to somehow justify to Skalozub the stay here of this dapper young man, who under certain circumstances can undoubtedly take the place of the groom in a rich house.

Moscow girls are preferable to all others!

Meanwhile, Famusov, carried away by pleasing both interlocutors, went far from the goal of his journey through human souls and their passions.

Here are well-known names, as you can see!:

Imagine for yourself what it was like for a contemporary of Griboyedov to hear about himself or a lady about whom they knew that she would fight back anyone! Here you truly don’t know whether to cry or laugh.



In order to finally win over the warrior Skalozub, he orders the Moscow ladies to command in front of the front...

Anthem of Moscow

Finally tired of his cunning maneuvering, Famusov bursts out with a final chord that turns his inspired speech into a hymn to Moscow!

Before starting his ambivalent speech, a passionate admirer of the capital and everything metropolitan, Pavel Afanasyevich had already begun to admire Moscow.

Now, in order to put an end to this matter of slyly luring one suitor and decisively rejecting another, he lowers his hammer on the indisputable authority of the Capital!

Famusov.21st century

When they say about someone that he is alive, this in any case means that he either never lived or died. And about this wonderful character of Griboyedov’s comedy, we can say that he is not only alive, but also, it seems, has no intention of dying. Famusov means a person who is looking for a reason to be famous. “Sin is not a problem, rumor is not good.” These are not his words. But this is about him. It is rumor and the essence of his soul that is one word! From the beginning of the comedy to the very end, he cares only about people's opinions. And the richest in this century!

"Oh! My God! what will he say
Princess Marya Aleksevna!” - this is not a superficial experience, this, gentlemen, his whole inside is screaming!

This is the greatest driving force and the most hidden motive of all human actions on earth. What will people say about me?..” Tastes, manners, laws.

These values ​​are hidden not in the air that surrounds us, but inside the human heart (“famous”(English) famous, famous, notorious).

If all over the world all people had one surname, derived from this word, then the passport services of all countries would simply break their heads from such confusion... That’s why our surnames are different! But they sometimes do not reflect the essence and purpose of life for each of us. And it’s not for nothing that Alexander Griboyedov, from the very beginning of this inspired monologue, puts words into Famusov’s mouth about starting a family. And this is the first law for those with whom every society begins: husband and wife.

This law is so literal that it even lists the statistics required for marriage.

“Be bad, but if there are two thousand family souls, that’s the groom.”

It's simple! Count how many “birthmarks” you have, and you will find out whether you are suitable or not. Well, if you’re at least quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance, Let yourself be known as a wise person, But they won’t include you in the family...” That’s it! “Don't look at us. After all, only here they still value the nobility.”

I would like to dwell briefly on the literary features of the writer’s style. Famusov’s assurance “Don’t marvel at us” means nothing more than that it is impossible to surprise him. Neither him nor the circle of people he represents and protects here. The fact is that in Griboyedov’s time, as well as in our time, people were not afraid to play with words - both for literary purposes, and at least out of a desire to seem original. But in this case, the author risks being completely misunderstood! He reached, so to speak, the border that can no longer be crossed... And he didn’t cross it! Having performed such a verbal somersault, Griboyedov managed to remain within the framework of the style, style and meaning of the comedy. And it must be said that he did this more than once throughout his entire work. So, for example, it gives the narrow-minded Skalozub the opportunity to say the unusual word “irritation”, but does not give him the opportunity to seem sophisticated, leaving him nevertheless a fool.

Or maybe such words were in use then among such people?.. And maybe they were not at all a sign of sophistication then, but just the opposite? As I would say today: an actual event,” which would undoubtedly mean that it, this event, is important. But if the same word is applied, for example, to a goose, which can also be very important, will this make it really relevant?

But Skalozub is Skalozub, and today we are interested in a completely different person, whose surname comes from the word rumor, fame, popularity. Our venerable hero does not stop at the first law, the law of creating a family, as the only one. He brings to light the second most important law: the law of hospitality. This is exactly what this law does not sound like. There is no law under that name. But Famus’s inspired speech gives it the meaning that basic human faith has, faith in humanism!

In general, the problem of self-focus, which the writer concentrated in Famusov, must be sought not in him alone, but in the depths of the human soul in general! And, thus, before us is not even a comedy at all, but even a real tragedy... In all these exciting events, who interests Famusov the most? Yes who! So he is himself! Have you decided to kill me? Isn't my fate still sad? These words are directed not only to the daughter, but to the entire world around us... What is more boring than life for yourself?!.. And how many people understand this?.. We walk around ourselves as if around an impregnable mountain! And even if we do something good, it will only be to continue this walk. With each generation, Famusism captures the human heart more and more! Is this the only problem?

The breadth of the Russian soul most surprisingly coexists with unbridled egoism! Maybe there is an exception for foreign guests, as our speech says? Yes, there is!.. In order to further establish oneself in one’s selfishness! A.S. Griboyedov managed to show in his hero all the subtleties and intricacies of Russian egoism. And especially vividly in this monologue! Can selfishness have a purely national character? Yes! This Famusov in certain situations can be any person.

Famusov’s monologue “Taste, father, excellent manner...” in the comedy by A.S. Griboyedov "Woe from Wit"

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Analysis of Famusov’s monologue (“Woe from Wit”) “Taste, father, excellent manner:” According to the plan: What caused it, What topics are touched upon in it, What views of the hero are revealed, What is the mental state of the character at the moment, For what purpose did he introduce the playwright of this monologue?

Answers:

F a m u s o Taste, father, excellent manner, Everything has its own laws: That there is honor according to father and son; - Chatsky’s “carbonara speech” about Maxim Petrovich is still fresh in his memory, and Famusov gives Chatsky a break: “sometimes they talk about the government in such a way that if someone overheard them... trouble! " - but then he realizes that it will be a disaster if Skalozub concludes something from his words, and reduces this topic to nothing: “they will argue, make some noise and disperse”, at the same time - for Chatsky, first of all - emphasizing their significance and necessity (“without they won't get by." Meanwhile, Famusov - in his cunning hints - has gone far from the main topic, and he forces it, remembering the ladies and praising them in Skalozubov’s expressions (“”), and here it’s not far from daughters, because Moscow (namely Moscow!) girls even the Prussian king “was amazed not by the way” (that is, unusually) - this is a trump card for Skalozub, for whom the Prussian school is the best in military affairs

From the play by A. S. Griboyedov. Also on this page you will find a video of the famous play "Woe from Wit". Enjoy watching!

Famusov, servant.


With a torn elbow. Get out the calendar;
Read not like a sexton, *
Just wait. - On a piece of paper, scribble on a note,
Against next week:
To Praskovya Fedorovna's house
On Tuesday I'm invited to go trout fishing.
How wonderfully created the light!
Philosophize - your mind will spin;
Either you take care, then it’s lunch:





Married children, grandchildren;
Kuzma Petrovich! Peace be upon him! -
What kind of aces live and die in Moscow! -
Or maybe on Friday, or maybe on Saturday,
She didn't give birth, but by calculation
In my opinion: she should give birth...

That's it, you are all proud!
Would you ask what the fathers did?
We would learn by looking at our elders:

All in orders; I was always traveling in a train;
Then it was not the same as now,

A nobleman in the case - even more so,

When do you need to help yourself?
And he bent over:

The old man groaned, his voice hoarse;
They deigned to laugh; what about him?
Suddenly a row fell - on purpose -
A? what do you think? in our opinion, he is smart.


Maxim Petrovich! Joke!
Maxim Petrovich! Yes! You, the current ones, wow!

Famusov's monologue phenomenon 2 act 5 "Woe from Wit"


All have their own laws:
For example, we have been doing this since ancient times,
What is honor for father and son:
Be bad, but if you get enough
Two thousand ancestral souls, -
He's the groom.


Whoever wants to come to us is welcome;
The door is open for the invited and the uninvited,
Especially from foreign ones;


For young men - sons and grandchildren.
We scold them, and if you figure it out,
And our old people?? -How the enthusiasm will take them,
They will condemn deeds, that the word is a sentence, -
After all, the pillars * are all, they don’t blow anyone’s mind;
What if someone overheard them... trouble!
It’s not that new things were introduced - never,

Direct chancellors * retired - according to the mind!

What about the ladies? - anyone, try it, master it;

God grant me patience, because I myself was married.
Order the command in front of the front!

And whoever saw the daughters, hang your head...

Their good character, not their faces;
They know how to dress themselves up
Taffeta, marigold and haze, *
They won’t say a word in simplicity, everything will be done with a grimace;
French romances are sung to you
And the top ones bring out notes,
They just cling to military people.
But because they are patriots.
I will say emphatically: barely
Another capital will be found, like Moscow.

WOE FROM MIND (Maly Theater 1977) - video



************************************

He speaks seriously, but we turn his words into a joke.
- How about the second wind? - we ask each other, laughing. And he laughs with us.
We're going all the way. The sun, which shone on the lamas' faces, remains behind us. In its truthful light we see each other. Their faces became haggard, darkened, their lips were cracked, their eyes were red...
But suddenly, at a turn, right on the outskirts of a quiet village, we see a passenger car covered with branches. This is the vehicle of the commander and commissar. Colonel Aleshin is not visible, Rakitin stands by the road and salutes us.
He does not stretch in a drill manner, and an embarrassed grin wanders across his tired, kind face. But still, there is no other way to interpret his pose - he salutes us. The entire regiment walks past him, which must continue for quite a long time, but he stands with his hand on the visor of his cap, and there is not a person in the regiment who does not understand what this means.
The colonel meets us in the village itself.
He stands in the middle of the street, with one hand in his belt, waiting for us. In the last hours of the march, our column became very upset. We do not walk in ranks, but in groups, and only when we see the colonel do we begin to look around and change formations as we go.
It is very difficult to understand the expression on the colonel's face. He's definitely looking at...
- Great, well done! - he said when we, having lined up in ranks, pulled ourselves up and even made an attempt to “give a leg,” passed him. “Turn here, second company!” It's cooked and cooked for you here. In one pot, both dinner and breakfast at once. Go quickly, otherwise the cook is nervous, worried that everything will end!
The colonel points to the gate with a hospitable gesture. We pass by him, he carefully looks around our tired ranks. He knows very well that he needs hot food to restore strength and recover after a seven-decade trek. Having sent us to breakfast, he again looks at the road, waiting for the next, third company.
Day. We settled down in a wide school yard. It recently rained here, the calm puddles are filled to the top and full of blue sky and wet clouds. There are people sleeping on the grass all over the yard. Some are spread out, others are curled up, but above each dozen heads there are rifles in a pyramid. We sleep in squads, platoons and companies, so that we can get up and go west again.
We sleep until lunch, we sleep after lunch, we could sleep longer, but we need to continue the hike. It’s difficult to walk at first, your legs are sore and bandaged, but the pain subsides and you don’t think about it. The legs parted. We turned from the echoing asphalt onto a soft dirt road, which again led us into the forest. This is still the Moscow region. It is prohibited to cut down trees here. The forests are getting thicker. Sometimes the forest parts, and arable fields crossed by rivers are visible.
...The sun is setting again, which day we follow it! Here is a large village, and you can see our army entering it from the forest along several roads...
We cross the street and with our movement we delay the herd. Huge cows smelling of milk moo displeasedly. We prevented them from reaching the farm, the carved ridge of which is visible from the side. Young milkmaids in white bring us morning milk. Here we were given a longer rest, and we have time to look back. Among the huts, two new white two-story houses rose. The roadsides are lined with turf. The glass of the school is clear. Socialist abundance in every detail, and in everything the mature fullness of an unprecedented, socialist, already developed system of life.
In 1928-1929, I visited the Comintern commune in the Dnieper Tauride steppes. The large wasteland overgrown with weeds on the site of the landowner's house was not yet built up, and the coals of the 1818 fire crunched underfoot. This commune was like a drawing by a talented child. The hand is uncertain, the perspective is confused, but the main strokes were outlined even then with brilliant fidelity. The commune plowed up five thousand hectares, built hangar-like barns, erected silos... The kindergarten and nursery were poor, but how clean were the sackcloth bedding in children's beds!

Woe from the mind. Maly Theater performance, 1977

Taste, father, excellent manner;
There are laws for everything:
For example, we have been doing this since ancient times,
What honor is there between father and son;
Be bad, but if you get enough
Two thousand ancestral souls, -
He's the groom.
The other one, at least be quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance,
Let yourself be known as a wise man,
But they won’t include you in the family. Don't look at us.
After all, only here they also value the nobility.
Is this the same thing? take some bread and salt:
Whoever wants to come to us is welcome;
Especially from foreign ones;
Whether an honest person or not,
It’s all the same for us, dinner is ready for everyone.

Take you from head to toe,
All Moscow ones have a special imprint.
Please take a look at our youth,
For young men - sons and grandsons;
We scold them, but if you figure it out,
At the age of fifteen, teachers will be taught!
What about our old people? - How enthusiasm will take them,
They will condemn deeds, that the word is a sentence, -
And sometimes they talk about the government like this,
What if someone overheard them... trouble!
It’s not that new things were introduced - never,
God save us! No. And they will find fault
To this, to that, and more often to nothing,
They will argue, make some noise, and... disperse.

But the matter cannot be accomplished without them. –
What about the ladies? - anyone, try to master it;
Judges of everything, everywhere, there are no judges above them;
Behind the cards, when they rise up in a general revolt,

Order the command in front of the front!
Be present, send them to the Senate!
Irina Vlasevna! Lukerya Aleksevna!
Tatyana Yuryevna! Pulcheria Andrevna!

He marveled not at the Moscow girls,
Their good character, not their faces;
And indeed, is it possible to be more educated!
They know how to dress themselves up
Taffeta, marigold and haze,
French romances are sung to you
And the top ones bring out notes,
They flock to military people,
But because they are patriots.
I will say emphatically: barely
Another capital will be found, like Moscow.

Chatsky, Famusov, Skalozub.

Famusov

Skalozub (thick bass)

Why climb, for example?

Famusov

Sergei Sergeich, dear!

Put down your hat, take off your sword;

Skalozub

(All three sit down, Chatsky at a distance.)

Famusov

Even if they are distant, the inheritance cannot be divided;

You didn’t know, and I certainly didn’t know, -

Thank you, your cousin taught me, -

Skalozub

I don’t know, sir, it’s my fault;

She and I did not serve together,

Famusov

Sergey Sergeich, is it you!

I will find her at the bottom of the sea.

In my presence, strangers serving as employees are very rare;

Only Molchalin is not my own,

And then because of business.

to the place

Skalozub

Famusov

Skalozub

It was given to him with a bow, around my neck.

Famusov

Dear man, and look - such a grip,

Skalozub

Famusov

You behaved well

You've been a colonel for a long time, but you've only recently served.

Skalozub

The vacancies are just open;

Then the elders will turn off others,

The others, you see, have been killed.

Famusov

Skalozub

In our fifteenth division, not far away,

Famusov

Skalozub

I'm not complaining, they didn't bypass me,

Famusov

Are you in pursuit of the regiment?

But, of course, in what else

You have a long way to go.

Skalozub

No, sir, there are people older than me in terms of body size,

I have been serving since eight hundred and nine;

Famusov

And the rank of general; and there

Are we talking about the general's wife?

Skalozub

Marry? I don't mind at all.

Famusov

What? breed year after year;

Skalozub

Huge distances.

Famusov

Taste, father, excellent manner;

There are laws for everything:

For example, we have been doing this since ancient times,

What honor is there between father and son;

Be bad, but if you get enough

Two thousand ancestral souls, -

He's the groom.

The other one, at least be quicker, puffed up with all sorts of things

swagger,

Let yourself be known as a wise man,

But they won’t include you in the family. Don't look at us.

After all, only here they also value the nobility.

Is this the same thing? take some bread and salt:

Whoever wants to come to us is welcome;

The door is open for the invited and the uninvited,

Especially from foreign ones;

Whether an honest person or not,

Take you from head to toe,

All Moscow ones have a special imprint.

Please look at our youth,

For young men - sons and grandchildren,

We scold them, and if you understand -

At the age of fifteen, teachers will be taught!

And our old people?? - How enthusiasm will take them,

They will condemn deeds, that the word is a sentence, -

After all, the pillars don’t bother anyone;

And sometimes they talk about the government like this,

What if someone overheard them... trouble!

It’s not that new things were introduced - never,

God save us! No. And they will find fault

To this, to that, and more often to nothing,

They will argue, make some noise and... disperse.

Retired direct chancellors - according to the mind!

I'll tell you, you know, the time is not ripe,

But the matter cannot be accomplished without them. -

What about the ladies? - anyone, try it, master it;

Judges of everything, everywhere, there are no judges above them;

Behind the cards, when they rise up in a general revolt,

God grant me patience, because I myself was married.

Order the command in front of the front!

Be present, send them to the Senate!

Irina Vlasevna! Lukerya Aleksevna!

Tatyana Yuryevna! Pulcheria Andrevna!

And whoever saw the daughters, hang your head...

His Majesty the King of Prussia was here,

He marveled not at the Moscow girls,

Their good character, not their faces;

And indeed, is it possible to be more educated!

They know how to dress themselves up

Taffeta, marigold and haze,

They won’t say a word in simplicity, everything is done with a grimace;

French romances are sung to you

And the top ones bring out notes,

They flock to military people,

But because they are patriots.

I will say emphatically: barely

Another capital is found like Moscow.

Skalozub

In my opinion,

Famusov

Since then, roads, sidewalks,

Home and everything in a new way.

Chatsky

The houses are new, but the prejudices are old.

Rejoice, they won’t destroy you

Famusov (to Chatsky)

Hey, tie a knot for memory;

(to Skalozub)

Allow me, father. Here you go - Chatsky, my friend,

But if you wanted to, it would be businesslike.

It's a pity, it's a pity, he's too small in the head

And he writes and translates well.

One cannot help but regret that with such a mind...

Chatsky

And your praise annoys me.

Famusov

I’m not the only one, everyone condemns me the same way.

Chatsky

Who are the judges? - In ancient times

Judgments are drawn from forgotten newspapers

Always ready to fight,

They all sing the same song,

Without noticing about yourself:

The older it is, the worse it is.

Where, show us, are the fathers of the fatherland,

Magnificent building chambers,

Where they spill out in feasts and extravagance

Lunches, dinners and dances?

Aren't you the one to whom I was born from the shrouds?

Did they take the child to bow?

That Nestor of noble scoundrels,

Surrounded by a crowd of servants;

And his honor and life saved him more than once: suddenly

He traded three greyhounds for them!!!

Cupids and Zephyrs all

Sold out individually!!!

These are the ones who lived to see their gray hairs!

Now let one of us

Of the young people, there will be an enemy of quest,

and beautiful, -

They immediately: robbery! fire!

And he will be known among them as a dreamer! dangerous!! -

And in wives and daughters there is the same passion for the uniform!

We came here for a while -

The women shouted: hurray!

And they threw caps into the air!

Famusov (to himself)

He'll get me into trouble.

(Loud.)

Sergey Sergeich, I'll go

And I'll be waiting for you in the office.

(1795–1829)

A. S. Griboedov is a poet, playwright, diplomat and public figure.

At the age of 11 he became a student at Moscow University. In six and a half years, he completed courses at three faculties and prepared for a career as a scientist. He perfectly mastered several European languages ​​and knew ancient and oriental languages.

The war with Napoleon interrupted Griboedov's studies; in August 1818 he went as secretary of the Russian mission at the Iranian court. In Tehran, Griboyedov successfully completed a number of important diplomatic assignments: the return of Russian soldiers-prisoners of war to their homeland, the preparation and signing of the Turkmanchay Peace Treaty (1828).

On January 30, 1829, a huge crowd of Tehran residents attacked the house occupied by the Russian embassy. A small convoy of Cossacks and Griboedov himself heroically defended themselves, but the forces were unequal. Griboyedov died.

Griboedov began writing poetry while still at the university; his literary debuts (1815-1817) were associated with the theater: translations and adaptations from French, original comedies and vaudevilles, written in collaboration with the poet P. A. Vyazemsky, playwrights N. I. Khmelnitsky and A.A. Shakhovsky.

Griboyedov finished the comedy “Woe from Wit” (in the original plan - “Woe to Wit”) in 1824. He was unable to publish the entire text of the comedy due to opposition from censorship, nor was he able to see it on stage. It was staged only after the death of the author, first in fragments, and in full on January 26, 1831.

Woe from the mind. Act two

ACT II

PHENOMENON 1

F a m u s o v, S l u g a.

F a m u s o v

Parsley, you are always with new clothes,
With a torn elbow. Get out the calendar;
Don't read like a sexton
And with feeling, with sense, with arrangement.
Wait. - Write a note on the sheet of paper,
Against next week:
To Praskovya Fedorovna's house
On Tuesday I'm invited to go trout fishing.
How wonderfully created the light!
Philosophize, your mind will spin;
Either you take care, then it’s lunch:
Eat for three hours, but in three days it won’t cook!
Mark that same day... No, no.
On Thursday I am invited to the funeral.
Oh, the human race! has fallen into oblivion
That everyone should climb there themselves,
In that little box where you can neither stand nor sit.
But who intends to leave the memory on its own
Living a commendable life, here is an example:
The deceased was a venerable chamberlain,
With the key, he knew how to deliver the key to his son;
Rich, and married to a rich woman;
Married children, grandchildren;
Died; everyone remembers him sadly.
Kuzma Petrovich! Peace be upon him!-
What kind of aces live and die in Moscow! -
Write: on Thursday, one to one,
Or maybe on Friday, or maybe on Saturday,
I have to baptize a widow, a doctor's wife.
She didn't give birth, but by calculation
In my opinion: she should give birth...

PHENOMENON 2

Famusov, Sluga, Chatsky.
F a m u s o v

A! Alexander Andreich, please,
Sit down.

CHATSKY

You're busy?

F a m u s o v (servant)

(The servant leaves.)
Yes, we put various things in the book for memory,
It will be forgotten, just look.-

CHATSKY

Somehow you haven’t become cheerful;
Tell me why? Is my arrival at the wrong time?
What a Sofya Pavlovna!
Has there been any sadness?
There is a bustle in your face and in your movements.

F a m u s o v

Oh! Father, I found a riddle,
I'm not happy!.. At my age
You can’t start squatting on me!

CHATSKY

Nobody invites you;
I just asked two words
About Sofya Pavlovna: perhaps she is unwell?

F a m u s o v

Ugh, God forgive me! Five thousand times
Says the same thing!
There is no more beautiful Sofia Pavlovna in the world,
Then Sofya Pavlovna is sick.
Tell me, did you like her?
Searched the light; don't you want to get married?

CHATSKY

What do you need?

F a m u s o v

It wouldn't hurt to ask me
After all, I am somewhat akin to her;
At least from time immemorial
No wonder they called him Father.

CHATSKY

Let me woo you, what would you tell me?

F a m u s o v

I would say, firstly: don’t be a whim,
Brother, don’t mismanage your property,
And, most importantly, go ahead and serve.

CHATSKY

I would be glad to serve, but being served is sickening.

F a m u s o v

That's it, you are all proud!
Would you ask what the fathers did?
We would learn by looking at our elders:
We, for example, or the deceased uncle,
Maxim Petrovich: he’s not on silver,
Ate on gold; one hundred people at your service;
All in orders; drove forever in a train:
A century at court, and at what court!
Then it was not the same as now,
He served under the Empress Catherine.
And in those days everyone is important! forty pounds...
Take a bow - they won’t nod to stupid people.
A nobleman in the case - even more so;
Not like anyone else, and he drank and ate differently.
And uncle! what is your prince? what's the count?
Serious look, arrogant disposition.
When do you need to help yourself?
And he bent over:
On the kurtag he happened to step on his feet;
He fell so hard that he almost hit the back of his head;
The old man groaned, his voice hoarse;
He was granted the highest smile;
They deigned to laugh; what about him?
He stood up, straightened up, wanted to bow,
A row suddenly fell - on purpose,
And the laughter is worse, and the third time it’s the same.
A? what do you think? in our opinion - smart.
He fell painfully, but got up well.
But it happens that who is more often invited to whist?
Who hears a friendly word at court?
Maxim Petrovich! Who knew honor before everyone?
Maxim Petrovich! Joke!
Who promotes you to ranks and gives pensions?
Maxim Petrovich. Yes! You, the current ones, - come on! -

CHATSKY

And sure enough, the world began to grow stupid,
You can say with a sigh;
How to compare and see
The present century and the past:
The legend is fresh, but hard to believe;
As he was famous for, whose neck bent more often;
How not in war, but in peace they took it head on;
They hit the floor without regret!
Who needs it: those are arrogant, they lie in the dust,
And for those who are higher, flattery is like weaving lace.
It was an age of obedience and fear,
All under the guise of zeal for the king.
I'm not talking about your uncle;
We will not disturb his ashes:
But in the meantime, who will the hunt take?
Even in the most ardent servility,
Now, to make people laugh,
Bravely sacrifice the back of your head?
And a peer, and an old man
Another, looking at that leap,
And crumbling into old skin,
Tea, he said: - Ah! I wish I could too!
Although there are hunters everywhere to be mean,
Yes, nowadays laughter frightens and keeps shame in check;
It’s not for nothing that sovereigns favor them sparingly.

F a m u s o v

Oh! My God! he's a carbonari!

CHATSKY

No, the world is not like that these days.

F a m u s o v

A dangerous person!

CHATSKY

Everyone breathes more freely
And he’s in no hurry to fit into the regiment of jesters.

F a m u s o v

What does he say? and speaks as he writes!

CHATSKY

The patrons yawn at the ceiling,
Show up to be quiet, shuffle around, have lunch,
Bring up a chair and pick up the scarf.

F a m u s o v

He wants to preach freedom!

CHATSKY

Who travels, who lives in the village...

F a m u s o v

Yes, he does not recognize the authorities!

CHATSKY

Who serves the cause, not individuals...

F a m u s o v

I would strictly forbid these gentlemen
Drive up to the capitals for the shot.

CHATSKY

I will finally give you some rest...

F a m u s o v

I have no patience, it’s annoying.

CHATSKY

I scolded your age mercilessly,
I leave it to you to:
Throw away the part
At least in addition to our times;
So be it, I won’t cry.

F a m u s o v

And I don’t want to know you, I don’t tolerate debauchery.

CHATSKY

I finished my sentence.

F a m u s o v

Okay, I covered my ears.

CHATSKY

For what? I won't insult them.

F a m u s o v (patter)

Here they are scouring the world, beating their thumbs,
They come back, expect order from them.

CHATSKY

I stopped...

F a m u s o v

Perhaps have mercy.

CHATSKY

It is not my desire to continue the debate.

F a m u s o v

At least let your soul go to repentance!

PHENOMENON 3
Sl u g a (included)

Colonel Skalozub.

F a m u s o v (does not see or hear anything)

You're going to get screwed.
On trial, they'll give you something to drink.

CHATSKY

Someone came to your house.

F a m u s o v

I'm not listening, I'm on trial!

CHATSKY

A man is coming to you with a report.

F a m u s o v

I'm not listening, I'm on trial! on trial!

CHATSKY

Turn around, your name is calling.

F a m u s o v (turns around)

A? riot? Well, I’m still waiting for sodom.

Colonel Skalozub. Would you like to accept it?

F a m u s o v (stands up)

Donkeys! should I tell you a hundred times?
Receive him, call him, ask him, tell him he’s home,
I'm very glad. Come on, hurry up.

(The servant leaves.)
Please, sir, beware in front of him:
Famous person, respectable,
And he picked up signs of darkness;
Beyond his years and enviable rank,
Not today, tomorrow General.
Please act modestly in front of him.
Eh! Alexander Andreich, it’s bad, brother!
He often comes to see me;
You know, I’m glad for everyone;
In Moscow they will always add three times:
It’s like he’s marrying Sonyushka. Empty!
He, perhaps, would be glad in his soul,
Yes, I don’t see the need myself, I’m big
The daughter will not be given away tomorrow or today;
After all, Sophia is young. However, power
Lord
It’s a pity, don’t argue crookedly in front of him
at random,
And give up these false ideas.
However, he is not there! whatever the reason...
A! know, he went to me in the other half.

Hastily leaves.

PHENOMENON 4
CHATSKY

How he fusses! what a rush!
And Sophia? - Is there really a groom here?
Since when have I been shunned as a stranger!
How could she not be here!!..
Who is this Skalozub? their father is very raving about them,
Or maybe not just the father...
Oh! tell love the end
Who will go away for three years?

PHENOMENON 5

Chatsky, Famusov, Skalozub.
F a m u s o v

Sergey Sergeich, come here to us, sir.
I humbly ask, it’s warmer here;
You are cold, we will warm you;
Let's open the vent as soon as possible.

Skalozub (in a thick bass voice)

Why climb, for example?
By ourselves!.. I am ashamed, as an honest officer.

F a m u s o v

Should I really not take a single step for my friends?
Dear Sergey Sergeich!
Put down your hat, take off your sword;
Here's a sofa for you, relax.

S c a l o z u b

Wherever you want, just to sit down.

(All three sit down. Chatsky is at a distance.)
F a m u s o v

Oh! Father, say so as not to forget:
Let us be considered yours,
Even if they are distant, the inheritance cannot be divided;
You didn’t know, and I certainly didn’t know, -
Thank you, your cousin taught me, -
How do you feel about Nastasya Nikolaevna?

S c a l o z u b

I don’t know, sir, it’s my fault;
She and I did not serve together.

F a m u s o v

Sergey Sergeich, is it you!
No! I crawl in front of my relatives, where I meet;
I will find her at the bottom of the sea.
When I have employees, strangers are very rare;
More and more sisters, sisters-in-law, children;
Only Molchalin is not my own,
And then because of business.
How are you going to present yourself to the cross?
to the place
Well, how can you not please your loved one!..
However, your brother is my friend and told me,
What benefits did you receive in your service?

S c a l o z u b

In the thirteenth year my brother and I were different
In the thirtieth Jaeger, and then in the forty-fifth.

F a m u s o v

Yes, it’s lucky to have such a son!
He seems to have an order in his buttonhole?

S c a l o z u b

For the third of August; We settled into a trench:
It was given to him with a bow, around my neck.

F a m u s o v

Dear man, and look - so grab,
Your cousin is a wonderful man.

S c a l o z u b

But I firmly picked up some new rules.
The rank followed him: he suddenly left the service,
In the village I began to read books.

S c a l o z u b

I am quite happy in my comrades,
Vacancies are currently open:
Then the elders will turn off others,
The others, you see, have been killed.

F a m u s o v

Yes, whatever the Lord searches for, he will exalt!

S c a l o z u b

Sometimes mine is luckier.
In our fifteenth division, not far away.
At least say something about our brigadier general.

F a m u s o v

For mercy's sake, what are you missing?

S c a l o z u b

I'm not complaining, they didn't bypass me,
However, they kept the regiment under control for two years.

F a m u s o v

Are you in pursuit of the regiment?
But, of course, in what else
You have a long way to go.

S c a l o z u b

No, sir, there are people older than me in terms of body size,
I have been serving since eight hundred and nine;
Yes, to get ranks, there are many channels;
I judge them as a true philosopher:
I just wish I could become a general.

F a m u s o v

And judge nicely, God bless you
And the rank of general; and there
Why put it off any longer?
Are we talking about the general's wife?

S c a l o z u b

Marry? I don't mind at all.

F a m u s o v

Well? who has a sister, niece, daughter;
In Moscow, there is no translation for brides;
What? breed year after year;
And, father, admit that you barely
Where can you find a capital like Moscow?

S c a l o z u b

Huge distances.

F a m u s o v

Taste, father, excellent manner;
There are laws for everything:
For example, we have been doing this since ancient times,
What honor is there between father and son;
Be bad, but if you get enough
Two thousand family souls, -
He's the groom.
The other one, at least be quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance,
Let yourself be known as a wise man,
But they won’t include you in the family. Don't look at us.
After all, only here they also value the nobility.
Is this the same thing? take some bread and salt:
Whoever wants to come to us is welcome;
The door is open for the invited and the uninvited,
Especially from foreign ones;
Whether an honest person or not,
It’s the same for us, dinner is ready for everyone.
Take you from head to toe,
All Moscow ones have a special imprint.
Please look at our youth,
For young men - sons and grandchildren;
We scold them, but if you figure it out,
At the age of fifteen, teachers will be taught!
And our old people?? - How will they get excited,
They will condemn deeds, that the word is a sentence, -
After all, the pillars don’t bother anyone;
And sometimes they talk about the government like this,
What if someone overheard them... trouble!
It’s not that new things were introduced - never,
God save us! No. And they will find fault
To this, to that, and more often to nothing,
They will argue, make some noise, and... disperse.
Retired direct chancellors - wisely!
I'll tell you, it's not time to know,
But that without them the matter cannot be accomplished.-
What about the ladies? - Come on, try to master it;
Judges of everything, everywhere, there are no judges above them;
Behind the cards, when they rise up in a general revolt,
God grant me patience - after all, I myself was married.
Order the command in front of the front!
Be present, send them to the Senate!
Irina Vlasevna! Lukerya Aleksevna!
Tatyana Yuryevna! Pulcheria Andrevna!
And whoever has seen the daughters, hang your head...
His Majesty the King of Prussia was here;
He marveled not at the Moscow girls,
Their good character, not their faces;
And indeed, is it possible to be more educated!
They know how to dress themselves up
Taffeta, marigold and haze,
They won’t say a word in simplicity, everything is done with a grimace;
French romances are sung to you
And the top ones bring out notes,
They flock to military people,
But because they are patriots.
I will say emphatically: barely
Another capital will be found, like Moscow.

S c a l o z u b

In my opinion,
The fire contributed a lot to her decoration.

F a m u s o v

Don’t tell us, you never know how much they’re screaming!
Since then, roads, sidewalks,
Home and everything in a new way.

CHATSKY

The houses are new, but the prejudices are old.
Rejoice, they won’t destroy you
Neither their years, nor fashion, nor fires.

F a m u s o v (To Chatsky)

Hey, tie a knot for memory;
I asked you to be silent, it was not a great service.

(To Skalozub.)
Allow me, father. Here you go - Chatsky, my friend,
Andrei Ilyich's late son:
It does not serve, that is, he does not find any benefit in it,
But if you wanted to, it would be businesslike.
It's a pity, it's a pity, he's small in head,
And he writes and translates well.
One cannot help but regret that with such a mind...

CHATSKY

Is it possible to regret someone else?
And your praise annoys me.

F a m u s o v

I’m not the only one, everyone is also condemning.

CHATSKY

And who are the judges? - For ancient times
Their enmity towards a free life is irreconcilable,
Judgments are drawn from forgotten newspapers
The times of the Ochakovskys and the conquest of Crimea;
Always ready to fight,
They all sing the same song,
Without noticing about yourself:
The older it is, the worse it is.
Where? show us, fathers of the fatherland,
Which ones should we take as models?
Aren't these the ones who are rich in robbery?
They found protection from court in friends, in kinship,
Magnificent building chambers,
Where they spill out in feasts and extravagance,
And where foreign clients will not be resurrected
The meanest features of the past life.
And who in Moscow didn’t have their mouths clamped?
Lunches, dinners and dances?
Aren't you the one to whom I was born from the shrouds?
For some incomprehensible plans,
Did they take the child to bow?
That Nestor of noble scoundrels,
Surrounded by a crowd of servants;
Zealous, they are in the hours of wine and fights
Both honor and life saved him more than once: suddenly
He traded three greyhounds for them!!!
Or that one over there, which is for tricks
He drove to the serf ballet on many wagons
From mothers and fathers of rejected children?!
I myself am immersed in mind in Zephyrs and Cupids,
Made all of Moscow marvel at their beauty!
But the debtors did not agree to a deferment:
Cupids and Zephyrs all
Sold out individually!!!
These are the ones who lived to see their gray hairs!
This is who we should respect in the wilderness!
Here are our strict connoisseurs and judges!
Now let one of us
Among the young people, there will be an enemy of quest,
Without demanding either places or promotion,
He will focus his mind on science, hungry for knowledge;
Or God himself will stir up heat in his soul
To the creative, high arts
and beautiful, -
They immediately: robbery! fire!
And he will be known among them as a dreamer! dangerous!!-
Uniform! one uniform! he is in their former life
Once covered, embroidered and beautiful,
Their weakness, poverty of reason;
And we follow them on a happy journey!
And in wives and daughters there is the same passion for the uniform!
How long ago did I renounce tenderness towards him?!
Now I can’t fall into this childishness;
But who wouldn’t follow everyone then?
When from the guard, others from the court
We came here for a while -
The women shouted: hurray!
And they threw caps into the air!

F a m u s o v (to himself)

He'll get me into trouble.

(Loud.)
Sergey Sergeich, I'll go
And I'll be waiting for you in the office.

PHENOMENON 6

Skalozub, Chatsky.
S c a l o z u b

I like it, at this estimate
How skillfully you touched
Moscow's prejudices
To the favorites, to the guards, to the guards,
to the Guardsmen;
They marvel at their gold and embroidery, like the sun!
When did they fall behind in the First Army? in what?
Everything is so fitted, and the waists are all so narrow,
And we will honor you with officers,
Some people even say it in French.

PHENOMENON 7

Skalozub, Chatsky, Sofia, Liza.
Sofia (runs to the window)

Oh! My God! fell, killed himself! -

(Loses feelings.)
CHATSKY
Who?
Who is this?

S c a l o z u b

Who's in trouble?

CHATSKY

She's dead from fear!

S c a l o z u b

Who? where from?

CHATSKY

Hurt yourself on what?

S c a l o z u b

Was it our old man who made a mistake?

Liza (bustling around the young lady)

Whoever is destined, sir, cannot escape fate:
Molchalin sat on the horse, his foot in the stirrup,
And the horse rears up,
He hits the ground and straight to the crown of his head.

S c a l o z u b

He tightened the reins. Well, what a miserable rider.
Look at how it cracked - in the chest or in the side?

PHENOMENON 8

The same without Skalozub.
CHATSKY

How can I help her? Tell me quickly.

There is water in the room.

(Chatsky runs and brings. All the following -
in an undertone - before Sophia wakes up.)
Pour a glass.

CHATSKY

It's already poured.
Let go of the lacing more freely,
Rub her whiskey with vinegar,
Spray with water. - Look:
Breathing became freer.
What to smell?

Here is the fan.

CHATSKY

Look out the window:
Molchalin has been on his feet for a long time!
The trifle worries her.

Yes, sir, the young ladies are of an unhappy disposition.
Can't look from the outside
How people fall headlong.

CHATSKY

Spray with more water.
Like this. More. More.

S o f i i (with a deep sigh)

Who's here with me?
I'm just like in a dream.

(Hurry and loudly.)
Where is he? What about him? Tell me.

CHATSKY

Let him break his neck,
Almost killed you.

Murderous with their coldness!
I have no strength to look at you or listen to you.

CHATSKY

Will you order me to suffer for him?

Run there, be there, try to help him.

CHATSKY

So that you are left alone without help?

What do you need me for?
Yes, it’s true: it’s not your troubles that are your fun,
Kill your own father - it’s all the same.

(Lise.)
Let's go there, let's run.

Liza (takes her aside)

Come to your senses! where are you going?
He is alive and well, look out the window here.

(Sofia leans out the window.)

CHATSKY

Confusion! fainting! haste! anger! scared!
So you can only feel
When you lose your only friend.

They're coming here. He cannot raise his arms.

CHATSKY

I would like to kill myself with him...

For company?

No, stay as you wish.

PHENOMENON 9

Sofia, Liza, Chatsky, Skalozub, Molchalin
(with a tied hand).
S c a l o z u b

Risen and safe, hand
Slightly bruised
And, however, it’s all a false alarm.

M o l c h a l i n

I scared you, forgive me for God's sake.

S c a l o z u b

Well! I didn't know what would come of it
Irritation for you. They ran in headlong.-
We shuddered! - You fainted,
So what? - all the fear out of nothing.

Sofia (without looking at anyone)

Oh! I really see, out of nowhere,
And now I’m still trembling.

CHATSKY (to himself)

Not a word with Molchalin!

However, I will say about myself,
Which is not cowardly. It happens,
If the carriage falls down, they will pick it up: I will again
Ready to gallop again;
But every little thing in others scares me,
Although there is no great misfortune from
Even if he’s a stranger to me, I don’t care.

CHATSKY (to himself)

Asks him for forgiveness
What a time I regretted someone!

S c a l o z u b

Let me tell you the news:
There is some kind of Princess Lasova here,
Rider, widow, but there are no examples,
So that many gentlemen travel with her.
The other day I was completely bruised, -
Joke didn’t support it, he apparently thought it was flies.
And without that she is, as you can hear, clumsy,
Now the rib is missing
So she is looking for a husband for support.

Ah, Alexander Andreich, here -
Show yourself to be quite generous:
It’s unfortunate for your neighbor that you are so partial.

CHATSKY

Yes, sir, I just revealed this,
With my most diligent efforts,
And by sprinkling and rubbing,
I don’t know for whom, but I resurrected you.

He takes his hat and leaves.

PHENOMENON 10

The same, except for Chatsky.
S o f i i

Will you be visiting us in the evening?

S c a l o z u b

How early?

Home friends will arrive early,
Dance to the piano -
We are in mourning, so we can’t give a ball like that.

S c a l o z u b

I will appear, but I promised to go to the priest,
I take my leave.

Farewell.

Skalozub (shakes Molchalin’s hand)

Your servant.

PHENOMENON 11

Sofia, Liza, Molchalin.
S o f i i

Molchalin! How my sanity remained intact!
You know how dear your life is to me!
Why should she play, and so carelessly?
Tell me, what's wrong with your hand?
Should I give you some drops? don't you need some peace?
Send to the doctor, you shouldn’t neglect it.

M o l c h a l i n

I bandaged it with a scarf, and it hasn’t hurt me since then.

I'll bet it's nonsense;
And if it doesn’t suit the face, there’s no need for bandaging;
It’s not nonsense that you can’t avoid publicity:
Just look, Chatsky will make you laugh;
And Skalozub, as he twirls his crest,
He will tell the story of fainting, add a hundred embellishments;
He’s also good at making jokes, because nowadays who doesn’t joke!

Which one do I value?
I want - I love, I want - I will say.
Molchalin! as if I didn’t force myself?
You came in, didn’t say a word,
I didn’t dare to breathe in front of them,
To ask you, to look at you.-

M o l c h a l i n

No, Sofya Pavlovna, you are too frank.

Where to get secrecy from!
I was ready to jump through your window.
What do I care about anyone? before them? to the whole universe?
Is it funny? - let them joke; annoying? - let them scold.

M o l c h a l i n

This frankness would not harm us.

Are they really going to challenge you to a duel?

M o l c h a l i n

Oh! Evil tongues are worse than a pistol.

They are sitting with the priest now,
If only you would flutter through the door
With a cheerful, carefree face:
When they tell us what we want -
Wherever one would like to believe!
And Alexander Andreich - with him
About the old days, about those pranks
Take a look at the stories,
A smile and a few words
And whoever is in love is ready for anything.

M o l c h a l i n

I don't dare advise you.

(Kisses her hand.)
S o f i i

Do you want?.. I’ll go and be nice through my tears;
I'm afraid that I won't be able to withstand the pretense.
Why did God bring Chatsky here!

PHENOMENON 12

Molchalin, Liza.
M o l c h a l i n

You are a merry creature! alive!

Please let me in, there are two of you without me.

M o l c h a l i n

What a face!
I love you so much!

And the young lady?

M o l c h a l i n

Her
By position, you...

(Wants to hug her.)
Lisa

M o l c h a l i n

I have three things:
There is a toilet, tricky work -
There is a mirror outside and a mirror inside,
There are slots and gilding all around;
Pillow, beaded pattern;
And a mother-of-pearl device -
The pincushion and the legs are so cute!
Pearls ground into white!
Lipstick is for lips, and for other reasons,
Bottles with perfume: mignonette and jasmine.-

You know that I am not flattered by interests;
Better tell me why
You and the young lady are modest, but what about the maid?

M o l c h a l i n

Today I’m sick, I won’t take off the bandage;
Come at lunch, stay with me;
I will tell you the whole truth.

Goes out the side door.

PHENOMENA 13

Sofia, Liza.
S o f i i

I was at my father’s, but there was no one there.
I'm sick today and won't go to lunch.
Tell Molchalin and call him,
So that he comes to see me.

Goes to his place.

PHENOMENA 14
Lisa

Well! people around here!
She comes to him, and he comes to me,
And I... I’m the only one who crushes love to death.-
How can you not love the bartender Petrusha!

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Pavel Afanasyevich Famusov. Portrait.

In order for us to correctly understand this monologue, we must first understand who this Famusov himself is and what role he plays in the entire comedy of A.S. Griboedova? He characterizes himself as follows: that he is “vigorous and fresh, and lived to see his gray hairs, Free, widowed, I am my master...” And he also added, “Known for monastic behavior!..” It cannot be said that this is exactly the case... But , in any case, that’s how he would like to present himself. However, his daughter Sophia has a different opinion about him: “Grumpy, restless, quick.” However, he is accepted in society and his opinion is valued. And even more likely, it is he who values ​​​​the opinion of society. And what’s more, it’s very valuable!

Being a middle-class nobleman, he serves in some unnamed government place. The author of the comedy deliberately does not talk about many details concerning the lives of his characters. The reason for this is the following: the purpose of the work is to show the general condition of the noble nobility, on which the fate of Russia at that time depended. In the person of Pavel Afanasyevich, the writer showed every representative of the nobility of those days. And he was taken not from the very “top” and not from the very “bottom,” but, as it were, “in the middle.” A widower with an only daughter, whom he did not bother raising, entrusting her to a French nanny, walked with one concern: as long as there was a good opinion about him, and especially “at the top”! Therefore, his attitude towards affairs was as follows: “I’m afraid, sir, that I alone is deadly, so that many of them do not accumulate.”

And this is the attitude towards relatives: “No! I crawl in front of my relatives, where I meet; I will find her at the bottom of the sea. When I have employees, strangers are very rare; More and more sisters, sisters-in-law and children.” And this was considered normal and correct and praiseworthy.

The thing is that Famusov’s daughter Sophia, as it seems to him, is a girl of marriageable age. And her daddy creates such an atmosphere in his house that suitors began to hover around Sofiushka like moths around a candle... And then Pavel Afanasyevich decided to hook one “moth”. He does this by choice and based on his interests.

He is not at all interested in whether his only daughter needs such a groom or not. And one more thing: right there, somewhat further away, is Chatsky, who is completely inconvenient and completely unsuitable for Pavel Afanasyevich. The whole complexity of the situation lies in giving the green light and full profit to the rich colonel, who will be a general any day now, and at the same time gently showing the former childhood friend the door (since if this is done rudely, then the “moths” are generally all They'll fly apart!) You can expect anything from this hot Chatsky.

Praise to the Moscow nobility

The beginning of Famusov’s speech is completely unsuccessful: true to himself, he begins to praise the Moscow nobility.

What exactly does he highlight in this praise? Transfer of noble nobility from family to family! And on what basis? According to the principle of security.

If you have a sufficient number of workers who work for you - or rather, instead of you - then you are worthy to continue the noble family... Regardless of all your other advantages, or rather, shortcomings...

Moscow hospitality

To encourage Skalozub to make a match, Famusov makes a clever move: he removes all possible and impossible rivals with one blow, talking about Moscow hospitality, where the door is open to everyone. In fact, in order to get into some noble house, don’t think so, but you have to somehow justify to Skalozub the stay here of this dapper young man, who under certain circumstances can undoubtedly take the place of the groom in a rich house.

Moscow girls are preferable to all others!

Meanwhile, Famusov, carried away by pleasing both interlocutors, went far from the goal of his journey through human souls and their passions.

Here are well-known names, as you can see!:

Imagine for yourself what it was like for a contemporary of Griboyedov to hear about himself or a lady about whom they knew that she would fight back anyone! Here you truly don’t know whether to cry or laugh.

In order to finally win over the warrior Skalozub, he orders the Moscow ladies to command in front of the front...

Anthem of Moscow

Finally tired of his cunning maneuvering, Famusov bursts out with a final chord that turns his inspired speech into a hymn to Moscow!

Before starting his ambivalent speech, a passionate admirer of the capital and everything metropolitan, Pavel Afanasyevich had already begun to admire Moscow.

Now, in order to put an end to this matter of slyly luring one suitor and decisively rejecting another, he lowers his hammer on the indisputable authority of the Capital!

Famusov.21st century

When they say about someone that he is alive, this in any case means that he either never lived or died. And about this wonderful character of Griboyedov’s comedy, we can say that he is not only alive, but also, it seems, has no intention of dying. Famusov means a person who is looking for a reason to be famous. “Sin is not a problem, rumor is not good.” These are not his words. But this is about him. It is rumor and the essence of his soul that is one word! From the beginning of the comedy to the very end, he cares only about people's opinions. And the richest in this century!

"Oh! My God! what will he say
Princess Marya Aleksevna!” - this is not a superficial experience, this, gentlemen, his whole inside is screaming!

This is the greatest driving force and the most hidden motive of all human actions on earth. What will people say about me?..” Tastes, manners, laws.

These values ​​are hidden not in the air that surrounds us, but inside the human heart (“famous”(English) famous, famous, notorious).

If all over the world all people had one surname, derived from this word, then the passport services of all countries would simply break their heads from such confusion... That’s why our surnames are different! But they sometimes do not reflect the essence and purpose of life for each of us. And it’s not for nothing that Alexander Griboyedov, from the very beginning of this inspired monologue, puts words into Famusov’s mouth about starting a family. And this is the first law for those with whom every society begins: husband and wife.

This law is so literal that it even lists the statistics required for marriage.

“Be bad, but if there are two thousand family souls, that’s the groom.”

It's simple! Count how many “birthmarks” you have, and you will find out whether you are suitable or not. Well, if you’re at least quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance, Let yourself be known as a wise person, But they won’t include you in the family...” That’s it! “Don't look at us. After all, only here they still value the nobility.”

I would like to dwell briefly on the literary features of the writer’s style. Famusov’s assurance “Don’t marvel at us” means nothing more than that it is impossible to surprise him. Neither him nor the circle of people he represents and protects here. The fact is that in Griboyedov’s time, as well as in our time, people were not afraid to play with words - both for literary purposes, and at least out of a desire to seem original. But in this case, the author risks being completely misunderstood! He reached, so to speak, the border that can no longer be crossed... And he didn’t cross it! Having performed such a verbal somersault, Griboyedov managed to remain within the framework of the style, style and meaning of the comedy. And it must be said that he did this more than once throughout his entire work. So, for example, it gives the narrow-minded Skalozub the opportunity to say the unusual word “irritation”, but does not give him the opportunity to seem sophisticated, leaving him nevertheless a fool.

Or maybe such words were in use then among such people?.. And maybe they were not at all a sign of sophistication then, but just the opposite? As I would say today: an actual event,” which would undoubtedly mean that it, this event, is important. But if the same word is applied, for example, to a goose, which can also be very important, will this make it really relevant?

But Skalozub is Skalozub, and today we are interested in a completely different person, whose surname comes from the word rumor, fame, popularity. Our venerable hero does not stop at the first law, the law of creating a family, as the only one. He brings to light the second most important law: the law of hospitality. This is exactly what this law does not sound like. There is no law under that name. But Famus’s inspired speech gives it the meaning that basic human faith has, faith in humanism!

In general, the problem of self-focus, which the writer concentrated in Famusov, must be sought not in him alone, but in the depths of the human soul in general! And, thus, before us is not even a comedy at all, but even a real tragedy... In all these exciting events, who interests Famusov the most? Yes who! So he is himself! Have you decided to kill me? Isn't my fate still sad? These words are directed not only to the daughter, but to the entire world around us... What is more boring than life for yourself?!.. And how many people understand this?.. We walk around ourselves as if around an impregnable mountain! And even if we do something good, it will only be to continue this walk. With each generation, Famusism captures the human heart more and more! Is this the only problem?

The breadth of the Russian soul most surprisingly coexists with unbridled egoism! Maybe there is an exception for foreign guests, as our speech says? Yes, there is!.. In order to further establish oneself in one’s selfishness! A.S. Griboyedov managed to show in his hero all the subtleties and intricacies of Russian egoism. And especially vividly in this monologue! Can selfishness have a purely national character? Yes! This Famusov in certain situations can be any person.

Famusov’s monologue “Taste, father, excellent manner...” in the comedy by A.S. Griboyedov "Woe from Wit"

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Analysis of Famusov’s monologue (“Woe from Wit”) “Taste, father, excellent manner:” According to the plan: What caused it, What topics are touched upon in it, What views of the hero are revealed, What is the mental state of the character at the moment, For what purpose did he introduce the playwright of this monologue?

Answers:

F a m u s o Taste, father, excellent manner, Everything has its own laws: For example, we have had it since ancient times, That there is honor according to father and son; Be bad, but if there are two thousand family souls, He will be the groom. . . I will say decisively: there is hardly another capital like Moscow. Based on the erroneous thesis: ““Woe from Wit” is a satire, not a comedy,” V. G. Belinsky wrote, evaluating this monologue: “Famusov spreads about Moscow in a monologue of 54 verses, where, in places expressing himself in a very original way, in others For Chatsky, he does acts against society that could only have occurred to Chatsky” (III, 476). This assessment is partly due to the stage practice of that time, when monologues were “recited” with appropriate pressure in those places that could cause laughter from the audience. However, the bizarre change of topics in Famusov’s monologue, surveying all layers of the Moscow nobility, and the comic ambiguity of his praise - everything is in close connection with the dramatic situation in which this monologue is pronounced. Famusov’s main goal is to make Skalozub think about getting married, but Chatsky is present in the room (he is located somewhat further away and therefore Famusov is in no hurry to introduce him to Skalozub); Chatsky hears everything, can intervene in the conversation at any moment, and Skalozub noticed, of course, the unfamiliar young man. Famusov needs to be made clear in some indirect way that this guest is random and is not a rival to the colonel. However, Famusov begins his speech not entirely successfully: true to himself, he praises the Moscow family nobility. Of course, there is a meaning to this: thereby Skalozub is made to understand that the Famusovs are not the last people in Moscow. However, having said: “honor according to father and son,” Famusov comes to his senses, remembering that his interlocutor cannot boast of ancestors at all, and immediately stipulates that the main thing is not nobility, but wealth. He is annoyed that the word “bad” came out of his mouth (it was no accident that it came out, of course: no matter how much Famusov fawns over Skalozub, he has a better opinion of himself!) - and Famusov changes the subject, attacks the “reasonable people” who “ they won’t be included in the family,” almost nodding to Chatsky. Here it is necessary to somehow explain why this young man enters the house where there is a bride, and Famusov refers to the well-known Moscow hospitality. Here, however, a new danger awaits him: he has offended the “wise men” and Chatsky can enter into a conversation and ruin the whole thing - this is how a compliment to the “young men” is born. But Famusov simply cannot leave this praise without a reminder of the “fathers of the fatherland”; True, he now speaks about them also with an eye on Chatsky - if only he would remain silent! - Chatsky’s “carbonara speech” about Maxim Petrovich is still fresh in his memory, and Famusov gives Chatsky a break: “sometimes they talk about the government in such a way that if someone overheard them... trouble! " - but then he realizes that it will be a disaster if Skalozub concludes something from his words, and reduces this topic to nothing: “they will argue, make some noise and disperse”, at the same time - for Chatsky, first of all - emphasizing their significance and necessity (“without they won't get by." Meanwhile, Famusov - in his cunning hints - has gone far from the main topic, and he forces it, remembering the ladies and praising them in Skalozubov’s expressions (“Tell them to command before the front!”), and here it’s not far from the daughters, after all, Moscow ( precisely the Moscow ones!) even the Prussian king “marveled in a different way” (that is, unusually) at the girls - this is a trump card for Skalozub, for whom the Prussian school is the best in military affairs

From the play by A. S. Griboyedov. Also on this page you will find a video of the famous play "Woe from Wit". Enjoy watching!

Famusov, servant.

Parsley, you are always with new clothes,
With a torn elbow. Get out the calendar;
Read not like a sexton, *
And with feeling, with sense, with arrangement.
Just wait. - On a piece of paper, scribble on a note,
Against next week:
To Praskovya Fedorovna's house
On Tuesday I'm invited to go trout fishing.
How wonderfully created the light!
Philosophize - your mind will spin;
Either you take care, then it’s lunch:
Eat for three hours, but in three days it won’t cook!
Mark that same day... No, no.
On Thursday I am invited to the funeral.
Oh, the human race! has fallen into oblivion
That everyone should climb there themselves,
In that little box where you can neither stand nor sit.
But who intends to leave the memory on its own
Living a commendable life, here is an example:
The deceased was a venerable chamberlain,
With the key, he knew how to deliver the key to his son;
Rich, and married to a rich woman;
Married children, grandchildren;
Died; everyone remembers him sadly.
Kuzma Petrovich! Peace be upon him! -
What kind of aces live and die in Moscow! -
Write: on Thursday, one to one,
Or maybe on Friday, or maybe on Saturday,
I have to baptize a widow, a doctor's wife.
She didn't give birth, but by calculation
In my opinion: she should give birth...

That's it, you are all proud!
Would you ask what the fathers did?
We would learn by looking at our elders:
We, for example, or the deceased uncle,
Maxim Petrovich: he’s not on silver,
Ate on gold; one hundred people at your service;
All in orders; I was always traveling in a train;
A century at court, and at what court!
Then it was not the same as now,
He served under the Empress Catherine.
And in those days everyone is important! forty pounds...
Take a bow - they won’t nod to stupid people.
A nobleman in the case - even more so,
Not like anyone else, and he drank and ate differently.
And uncle! what is your prince? what's the count?
Serious look, arrogant disposition.
When do you need to help yourself?
And he bent over:
On the kurtag he happened to step on his feet;
He fell so hard that he almost hit the back of his head;
The old man groaned, his voice hoarse;
He was granted the highest smile;
They deigned to laugh; what about him?
He stood up, straightened up, wanted to bow,
Suddenly a row fell - on purpose -
And the laughter is worse, and the third time it’s the same.
A? what do you think? in our opinion, he is smart.
He fell painfully, but got up well.
But it happens that who is more often invited to whist?
Who hears a friendly word at court?
Maxim Petrovich! Who knew honor before everyone?
Maxim Petrovich! Joke!
Who promotes you to ranks and gives pensions?
Maxim Petrovich! Yes! You, the current ones, wow!

Famusov's monologue phenomenon 2 act 5 "Woe from Wit"


Taste, father, excellent manner;
All have their own laws:
For example, we have been doing this since ancient times,
What is honor for father and son:
Be bad, but if you get enough
Two thousand ancestral souls, -
He's the groom.
The other one, at least be quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance,
Let yourself be known as a wise man,
But they won’t include you in the family. Don't look at us.
After all, only here they also value the nobility.
Is this the same thing? take some bread and salt:
Whoever wants to come to us is welcome;
The door is open for the invited and the uninvited,
Especially from foreign ones;
Whether an honest person or not,
It’s all the same for us, dinner is ready for everyone.
Take you from head to toe,
All Moscow ones have a special imprint.
Please look at our youth,
For young men - sons and grandchildren.
We scold them, and if you figure it out,
At the age of fifteen, teachers will be taught!
And our old people?? -How the enthusiasm will take them,
They will condemn deeds, that the word is a sentence, -
After all, the pillars * are all, they don’t blow anyone’s mind;
And sometimes they talk about the government like this,
What if someone overheard them... trouble!
It’s not that new things were introduced - never,
God save us! No. And they will find fault
To this, to that, and more often to nothing,
They will argue, make some noise, and... disperse.
Direct chancellors * retired - according to the mind!
I'll tell you, you know, the time is not ripe,
But the matter cannot be accomplished without them. -
What about the ladies? - anyone, try it, master it;
Judges of everything, everywhere, there are no judges above them;
Behind the cards, when they rise up in a general revolt,
God grant me patience, because I myself was married.
Order the command in front of the front!
Be present, send them to the Senate!
Irina Vlasevna! Lukerya Aleksevna!
Tatyana Yuryevna! Pulcheria Andrevna!
And whoever saw the daughters, hang your head...
His Majesty the King of Prussia was here,
He marveled not at the Moscow girls,
Their good character, not their faces;
And indeed, is it possible to be more educated!
They know how to dress themselves up
Taffeta, marigold and haze, *
They won’t say a word in simplicity, everything will be done with a grimace;
French romances are sung to you
And the top ones bring out notes,
They just cling to military people.
But because they are patriots.
I will say emphatically: barely
Another capital will be found, like Moscow.

WOE FROM MIND (Maly Theater 1977) - video




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He speaks seriously, but we turn his words into a joke.
- How about the second wind? - we ask each other, laughing. And he laughs with us.
We're going all the way. The sun, which shone on the lamas' faces, remains behind us. In its truthful light we see each other. Their faces became haggard, darkened, their lips were cracked, their eyes were red...
But suddenly, at a turn, right on the outskirts of a quiet village, we see a passenger car covered with branches. This is the vehicle of the commander and commissar. Colonel Aleshin is not visible, Rakitin stands by the road and salutes us.
He does not stretch in a drill manner, and an embarrassed grin wanders across his tired, kind face. But still, there is no other way to interpret his pose - he salutes us. The entire regiment walks past him, which must continue for quite a long time, but he stands with his hand on the visor of his cap, and there is not a person in the regiment who does not understand what this means.
The colonel meets us in the village itself.
He stands in the middle of the street, with one hand in his belt, waiting for us. In the last hours of the march, our column became very upset. We do not walk in ranks, but in groups, and only when we see the colonel do we begin to look around and change formations as we go.
It is very difficult to understand the expression on the colonel's face. He's definitely looking at...
- Great, well done! - he said when we, having lined up in ranks, pulled ourselves up and even made an attempt to “give a leg,” passed him. “Turn here, second company!” It's cooked and cooked for you here. In one pot, both dinner and breakfast at once. Go quickly, otherwise the cook is nervous, worried that everything will end!
The colonel points to the gate with a hospitable gesture. We pass by him, he carefully looks around our tired ranks. He knows very well that he needs hot food to restore strength and recover after a seven-decade trek. Having sent us to breakfast, he again looks at the road, waiting for the next, third company.
Day. We settled down in a wide school yard. It recently rained here, the calm puddles are filled to the top and full of blue sky and wet clouds. There are people sleeping on the grass all over the yard. Some are spread out, others are curled up, but above each dozen heads there are rifles in a pyramid. We sleep in squads, platoons and companies, so that we can get up and go west again.
We sleep until lunch, we sleep after lunch, we could sleep longer, but we need to continue the hike. It’s difficult to walk at first, your legs are sore and bandaged, but the pain subsides and you don’t think about it. The legs parted. We turned from the echoing asphalt onto a soft dirt road, which again led us into the forest. This is still the Moscow region. It is prohibited to cut down trees here. The forests are getting thicker. Sometimes the forest parts, and arable fields crossed by rivers are visible.
...The sun is setting again, which day we follow it! Here is a large village, and you can see our army entering it from the forest along several roads...
We cross the street and with our movement we delay the herd. Huge cows smelling of milk moo displeasedly. We prevented them from reaching the farm, the carved ridge of which is visible from the side. Young milkmaids in white bring us morning milk. Here we were given a longer rest, and we have time to look back. Among the huts, two new white two-story houses rose. The roadsides are lined with turf. The glass of the school is clear. Socialist abundance in every detail, and in everything the mature fullness of an unprecedented, socialist, already developed system of life.
In 1928-1929, I visited the Comintern commune in the Dnieper Tauride steppes. The large wasteland overgrown with weeds on the site of the landowner's house was not yet built up, and the coals of the 1818 fire crunched underfoot. This commune was like a drawing by a talented child. The hand is uncertain, the perspective is confused, but the main strokes were outlined even then with brilliant fidelity. The commune plowed up five thousand hectares, built hangar-like barns, erected silos... The kindergarten and nursery were poor, but how clean were the sackcloth bedding in children's beds!