Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev

I was returning from hunting and walking along the alley of the garden. The dog ran ahead of me.
Suddenly she slowed down her steps and began to creep, as if sensing game in front of her.

I looked along the alley and saw a young sparrow with yellow around the beak and down on the head. He fell from the nest (the wind shook the birches of the alley strongly) and sat motionless, helplessly spreading his barely sprouting wings.
My dog ​​was slowly approaching him, when suddenly, plunging from a nearby tree, an old black-breasted sparrow fell like a stone in front of her very muzzle - and all disheveled, distorted, with a desperate and pitiful squeak, jumped twice in the direction of her wide-toothed mouth.
He rushed to save, he shielded his offspring with himself ... but his whole little body trembled with horror, his voice grew wild and hoarse, he froze, he sacrificed himself!
What a huge monster the dog must have seemed to him! And yet he could not sit on his high, safe branch ... A force stronger than his will threw him out of there.
My Trezor stopped, backed away... Apparently, and he recognized this power.
I hurried to call the embarrassed dog away - and withdrew, reverent.
Yes; do not laugh. I was in awe of that little heroic bird, of its love impulse.
Love, I thought, is stronger than death and the fear of death. Only it, only love keeps and moves life.

Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev is a beloved poet and writer who is well versed in the art of phrases and rhymes. He used different genres in literature, achieving greater efficiency. Unfortunately, everything comes to an end. So at the end of his professional career, the poet wrote a cycle of miniature poems "Poems in Prose". By the way, on the subject of death, the end of everything, Ivan Sergeevich also shared his thoughts.

The cycle of poems contains many poems, the meaning of which is pessimistic and not at all joyful. But "Sparrow" holds only a positive meaning. This creation can be called a life and love hymn that is stronger than any evil.

In a short amount of words of the poem, Turgenev filled it with a whole dramaturgy. The main characters are animals, but it will not be about them, it will be about selfless love and care. And not only the love and care of parents.

Perhaps many will perceive the dog as evil. In fact, the dog symbolizes a certain fate, rock. The dog has been catching game since ancient times. Instincts don't just go away. For a yellow-mouthed chick, a dog is a huge monster. The parent sparrow instantly jumps off the safe branch to save the sparrow. He stands up for his child, even though the size of the dog inspires fear.

The dog is greatly surprised at the selflessness of the parent sparrow. She respects such an act. Although the sparrow is of modest size, although the sparrows do not growl, do not hiss, but only squeak, he saved the baby.

Crashing and interrupted phrases, excited emotions form additional emotions, make actions dynamic. Using many adjectives and verbs, the author quite vividly and emotionally conveys the state of the birds.

Ivan Turgenev did not just pay a lot of attention to a small moment in the work, where the sparrow defended the little sparrow. The author wanted to show the enormous power of love. Because of it, all living things move and know this force. Only the power of love can defeat evil, and sometimes even death.

More than a hundred years have passed since the first publication of the poem. But it is still printed, still bought and read. After all, it was not in vain that the author ended his creation with a phrase that says that it is only thanks to love that life keeps moving. This phrase is relevant and always true.

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Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev

I was returning from hunting and walking along the alley of the garden. The dog ran ahead of me.

Suddenly she slowed down her steps and began to creep, as if sensing game before her.

I looked along the alley and saw a young sparrow with yellow around the beak and down on the head. He fell from the nest (the wind shook the birches of the alley strongly) and sat motionless, helplessly spreading his barely sprouting wings.

My dog ​​was slowly approaching him, when suddenly, having fallen from a nearby tree, an old black-breasted sparrow fell like a stone in front of her very muzzle - and all disheveled, distorted, with a desperate and pitiful squeak, jumped twice in the direction of the toothy open mouth.

He rushed to save, he shielded his offspring with himself ... but his whole little body trembled with horror, his voice grew wild and hoarse, he froze, he sacrificed himself!

What a huge monster the dog must have seemed to him! And yet he could not sit on his high, safe branch ... A force stronger than his will threw him out of there.

My Trezor stopped, backed away... Apparently, and he recognized this power. I hurried to call the embarrassed dog away and left, reverent.

Yes, don't laugh. I was in awe of that little heroic bird, of its love impulse.

Love, I thought, is stronger than death and the fear of death. Only it, only love keeps and moves life.

Read poetry on this page "Sparrow" Russian poet Ivan Turgenev written in 1878 year.

I was returning from hunting and walking along the alley of the garden. The dog ran ahead of me.
Suddenly she slowed down her steps and began to creep, as if sensing game in front of her.
I looked along the alley and saw a young sparrow with yellow around the beak and down on the head. He fell from the nest (the wind shook the birches of the alley strongly) and sat motionless, helplessly spreading his barely sprouting wings.
My dog ​​was slowly approaching him, when suddenly, plunging from a nearby tree, an old black-breasted sparrow fell like a stone in front of her very muzzle - and all disheveled, distorted, with a desperate and pitiful squeak, jumped twice in the direction of a toothy open mouth.
He rushed to save, he shielded his offspring with himself ... but his whole little body trembled with horror, his voice became hoarse and hoarse, he froze, he sacrificed himself!
What a huge monster the dog must have seemed to him! And yet he could not sit on his high, safe branch ... A force stronger than his will threw him out of there.
My Trezor stopped, backed away... Apparently, he also recognized this power.
I hurried to call the embarrassed dog away - and withdrew, reverent.
Yes; do not laugh. I was in awe of that little heroic bird, of its love impulse.
Love, I thought, is stronger than death and the fear of death. Only it, only love keeps and moves life.

I.S. Turgenev. Favorites. Classical library "Contemporary". Moscow: Sovremennik, 1979.

Other poems by Ivan Turgenev

» Wandering over the lake

I am wandering over the lake... the tops of the round hills are foggy, the forest is getting dark, and the nocturnal cries of the fishermen are sonorously strange....

» On a summer night, when...

On a summer night, when, full of anxious sadness, Thick waves from a sweet face of hair With a caring hand I took away - and you, my friend, with a languid smile ...

» V.N.V. (When on a spring day...)

When on a spring day, O my obedient angel, Returning from a walk, you come up to me And, stretching out your hand, with a simple-hearted smile, You give me my favorite flowers, -...

» Spring Evening

Golden clouds walk over the resting earth; The fields are spacious, mute Shine, doused with dew;...

» Evening (On the sloping banks...)

Waves slumbered on the sloping banks of the river; The farewell brilliance of dawn in the sky was dying down; Boats glided in the distance through a smoky fog - And full of sad thoughts and strange thoughts, ...

» Eastern legend

Who in Baghdad does not know the great Jiaffar, the sun of the universe? Once, many years ago - he was still a young man - Jiaffar was walking in the vicinity of Baghdad. Suddenly a hoarse cry reached his ears: someone was desperately crying out for help. Giaffar differed among his peers in prudence and deliberation; but his heart was compassionate - and he hoped for his strength ....

" Meeting

I dreamed: I was walking along a wide, bare steppe, dotted with large, angular stones, under a black, low sky. A path wound between the stones... I walked along it, not knowing myself where and why....

Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev is known as the greatest writer, from whose pen many wonderful stories and essays, novels and poems in prose came out. More than one generation got acquainted with his work, and not only in our country.

The greatest master of the word, Turgenev easily and skillfully clings to different strings of the soul, trying to awaken the best qualities and aspirations of everyone. Turgenev's works are so deep and good that they help a person to discover love, kindness, compassion in himself. That is why the works of the author remain relevant, and continue to enjoy great success and popularity.

The history of the creation of a poem in prose

Ivan Sergeevich turned to prose poems only in the last years of his life. This is a philosophy of thoughts and feelings, this is a summing up of the work done throughout life, this is work on mistakes, this is an appeal to posterity.

As soon as the author had the right moment, he immediately wrote down such unusual poems. Moreover, he wrote on anything, on any piece of paper, as soon as inspiration came. Most of the prose poems were written on small scraps of paper, which he then neatly and carefully folded into his dark briefcase. This is how the material was collected.

The date of writing the prose Turgenev's poem "Sparrow" is 1878, and the first listener is Mikhail Matveyevich Stasyulevich, editor of the journal "Bulletin of Europe" and a friend of the author. After listening to an interesting sketch, Mikhail Matveyevich was surprised by the depth of the plot of such a small poem, its expressiveness and deep meaning. Then a friend invited the already well-known author to print his creations. But the writer was against it, because he believed that many of his prose poems still had a personal and even intimate character.

Later, Stasyulevich was able to convince Ivan Sergeevich to put his notes in order and submit them for publication, for printing. Therefore, very soon, in 1882, in the New Year's Eve issue of one of the popular and sought-after magazines at that time, Vestnik Evropy, the poem Sparrow was published along with other essays. In total, Turgenev selected 51 works for publication.

The rest, which revealed some moments from the life of the author himself, was published a little later. The date of their publication is called approximately 1930-1931. So the reader's world became aware of another thirty-one prose poems by Turgenev. These poetic miniatures were met with great animation and were so fond of the reader that they were translated into other languages.

I was returning from hunting and walking along the alley of the garden. The dog ran ahead of me.

Suddenly she slowed down her steps and began to creep, as if sensing game in front of her.

I looked along the alley and saw a young sparrow with yellow around the beak and down on the head. He fell from the nest (the wind shook the birches of the alley strongly) and sat motionless, helplessly spreading his barely sprouting wings.

My dog ​​was slowly approaching him, when suddenly, plunging from a nearby tree, an old black-breasted sparrow fell like a stone in front of her very muzzle - and all disheveled, distorted, with a desperate and pitiful squeak, jumped twice in the direction of a toothy open mouth.

He rushed to save, he shielded his offspring with himself ... but his whole little body trembled with horror, his voice grew wild and hoarse, he froze, he sacrificed himself!

What a huge monster the dog must have seemed to him! And yet he could not sit on his high, safe branch ... A force stronger than his will threw him out of there.

My Trezor stopped, backed away... Apparently, he also recognized this power.

I hurried to call the embarrassed dog away - and withdrew, reverent.

Yes; do not laugh. I was in awe of that little heroic bird, of its love impulse.

Love, I thought, is stronger than death and the fear of death. Only it, only love keeps and moves life.

Turgenev's plot is quite simple and common. The main character returns home from hunting. He walks along a small and neat alley, where his dog discovers a small, just tiny chick, which lies right on the path. It becomes clear that this bird has fallen out of its nest, and since the chick is very unintelligent, then, accordingly, he himself cannot return to his nest.

The hero begins to examine this chick, which has barely fledged. But for a dog that is guided by instincts, this chick is a game. And hunting habits require her to respond accordingly. And here the author becomes a witness of a real heroic deed. An adult sparrow, which had previously sat on a branch and just watched, rushes at the dog bravely and courageously, risking his life.

An adult bird protects its baby from an attacking hunting dog. He squeaks desperately, plaintively, not intending to give up. Of course, his size is quite small compared to the dog, but his desire to save his own child was so strong that the sparrow wins this unequal fight. And the dog, feeling the strength and will of a small bird, begins to retreat embarrassed and guilty. Apparently, the dog nevertheless felt from the sparrow his great desire to live on his own and save his cub, which is why it was not physical strength that won, but moral strength.

The finale of Turgenev's poem is neither sad nor tragic, as might be expected. The hero of the work recalls the dog and leaves with it in a good mood. He is convinced that love can conquer everything in the world and overcome any barriers and obstacles.

Characteristics of the characters of the poem in the prose "Sparrow"

In Turgenev's prose poem, a special role is played by heroes whose actions and feelings complement the plot. According to the plot, there are only four characters:

➥ Dog.
➥ Man.
➥ Adult sparrow.
➥ Small and defenseless chick.

Each character appears in Turgenev's story is not accidental, as it carries its own value for understanding the content. Man is a hunter who seems to have no pity for the birds and animals that he kills almost every day. But still, when he sees the battle of a sparrow with a huge dog, he is touched by this scene. He is not upset at all because his dog did not come out victorious in this fight, on the contrary, he is delighted that the power of love could win.

In the image of a dog, the author showed not just the instincts of the animal world. This is a real fateful fate, which is a huge threat. Since a man's dog is a hunting dog, he immediately smelled the smell of game and was ready to grab it. The animal cannot be interested in the fact that the creature in front of it is small and defenseless. The author tells the reader that the chick sees the dog as a huge monster.

Perceiving the dog through the eyes of a chick, the reader understands for a moment that this fate cannot be defeated, but it turns out that love can still do anything. And this is perfectly visible in the scene when the dog begins to move away from the chick. And very embarrassed of his defeat.

The helpless sparrow chick is the personification of a creature that needs protection and cannot stand up for itself. Therefore, while the fight between an adult sparrow and a dog is going on, he sits motionless and frightened. But his protector - an adult sparrow carries an unusual power of love that can defeat everything in the world. Despite the fact that the threat in the form of a dog is strong and huge, he loves his baby so much that he is ready to die himself, fighting for him.

Analysis of the poem

The plot of the work begins at the moment when the dog sensed the game and stopped in the middle of the alley, not far from the chick. When she begins to creep up, the author leads the reader to the fact that something should happen soon. The culmination of the whole work is the scene of a fight between an adult sparrow and a huge dog.

The denouement comes at the moment when the hunter recalls the confused and still not fully understanding dog in order to leave with it, recognizing the victory of the adult sparrow.

The small scene described by the author is a lyrical and emotional work. The idea of ​​life and true love is embedded in this miniature. After all, the life of any creature can be interrupted every minute. And love is a feeling that is higher than the fear of death.

Ivan Turgenev "Sparrow"

I was returning from hunting and walking along the alley of the garden. The dog ran ahead of me.

Suddenly she slowed down her steps and began to creep, as if sensing game in front of her.

I looked along the alley and saw a young sparrow with yellow around the beak and down on the head. He fell from the nest (the wind shook the birches of the alley strongly) and sat motionless, helplessly spreading his barely sprouting wings.

My dog ​​was slowly approaching him, when suddenly, plunging from a nearby tree, an old black-breasted sparrow fell like a stone in front of her very muzzle - and all disheveled, distorted, with a desperate and pitiful squeak, jumped twice in the direction of her toothy open mouth.

He rushed to save, he shielded his offspring with himself ... but his whole little body trembled with horror, his voice grew wild and hoarse, he froze, he sacrificed himself!

What a huge monster the dog must have seemed to him! And yet he could not sit on his high, safe branch ... A force stronger than his will threw him out of there.

My Trezor stopped, backed away... Apparently, he also recognized this power.

I hurried to call the embarrassed dog away - and left, reverent.

Yes, don't laugh. I was in awe of that little heroic bird, of its love impulse.

Love, I thought, is stronger than death and the fear of death. Only it, only love keeps and moves life.