The poem “Batrakhomyomahia” in brief
In the hot summer afternoon the mouse prince Krokhobor drank water from the swamp and met the frog king of Vzdulomord there. He turned to him, as Homer turned to Odysseus: “Wanderer, who are you from what kind of family?” And came from where? ” Word for word, they met, the frog planted a mouse on its back and was lucky to show the wonders of the amphibian kingdom. We sailed peacefully, when suddenly the frog saw ahead of the water snake, was frightened and dived into the water from under the comrade. The unfortunate mousy drowned, but managed to utter a terrible curse: “… you can not escape the terrible from vengeance of rat mouse!”
And indeed, the mice, having learned of the death of their prince, were agitated. King Khlebogryz delivered a touching speech: “I am a poor father, three of whom I lost sons: the elder died from a cat, the middle from a mousetrap, and the younger, beloved, dies from a frog! So let us fight, friends, and burst
Zeus, as in the Iliad, convokes the gods and invites them to help whoever he wants. But the gods are careful. “I do not like mice or frogs,” says Athena, “mice bite my tissues and inject me into the expense of repairing, and the frogs do not give a croak to sleep…” And on the shore of the swamp the battle begins and the first heroes are already dying: The first Swallow Kvakun strikes in the womb with a spear. With a terrible roar he fell and rattled on the fallen armor. / To the enemy of revenge, Norolaz strikes with the spear of the Mud / Directly into the mighty chest: flew from the dead body / Soulful soul, and the fallen black death dawned. To Son of the Swamp, death caused Dlyudoliz impeccable, / Droth
The mice are overwhelmed. Especially among them is the “famous hero Blyudozap, the famous son of Khleboskreba.” Zeus himself, looking at his exploits, says, “shaking his head with a broken heart”: “Gods, I see a great marvel with my own eyes – / Soon, perhaps, this robber himself will beat me!”
Zeus throws lightning from heaven – mice and frogs shudder, but do not stop fighting. We have to use another means – crayfish come out against the belligerents. “Crooked crooked, vygnutospinye, skin – like bones,” they begin to mercilessly grab both mice and frogs; those and others run away in horror, and in the meantime the sun sets – “And the one-day war of Zeus’s will ends.”
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