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Musical Dubrovsky

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Act 2_Kartin 5

Act 2

Picture 5

Place of action: Pokrovskoye, the estate of Troekurov

Actors: Troekurov, Dubrovsky, Masha, Vereisky, Spitsyn, Arkhip, Egorovna, guests, robbers

15. Introduction

16. The number of guests "Good in the village in the summer"

Good in the village in the summer -

The air is sweet, like perfumes,

The sun shines with bright light,

The sun shines with bright light,

Maybe I would be a poet

I would write poetry to you ...

And when in the village autumn

The look is also resting -

Squirrels jump between pines,

Squirrels jump between pines,

The women whisper, - we ask for a visit,

And respect ...

Good in the winter in the village,

Good from all sides -

You go to the bathhouse, you treat your nerves,

You go to the bathhouse, you treat your nerves,

Yes, and vodka, probably

Sprinkling here is not a reason.

And in the spring in the village - lovely, -

I tell you from the bottom of my heart

After wintering in April,

After wintering in April,

Girls - poured, excited -

Both blush and fresh ...

Girls - poured, excited -

Both blush and fresh ...

Good in the village in the summer -

The air is sweet, like perfumes,

If B, he would be a poet,

If B, he would be a poet,

If B, I would be a poet

I would write poetry to you ...

If B, he would be a poet,

I would write poetry to you ...

The narrator appears.

Narrator:

At Troekurov in Pokrovsky

And quiet, and God's grace,

And about the robber Dubrovsky

As if not even to hear.

But he is under the guise of a tutor

The house of Troekurov penetrated,

And he knows - revenge will happen soon,

It remains only to choose a moment.

I did not expect a slap of honor

That he will not wash off blood - blood,

And in the heart full of black revenge,

Pure love will be born ...

Masha and Dubrovsky-Deford appear

17. Dubrovsky's number "Angel"

When would an angel in the mercy of the vast

Flew here to the ground from a height,

He probably had your tender appearance -

And the voice, and the figure, and the features ...

But angels are not people, why

You look like me so much like them -

Walking with a smile on the chela ...

On the angels abandoned land ...

Your character is both affectionate and meek,

Foggy gaze that the soul calls into the distance,

And the ease of your unearthly gait -

Heavenly nature gives out ...

But angels are not people, why

You look like me so much like them -

Walking with a smile on the chela ...

On the angels abandoned land ...

You are woven, as if from an air,

You are a creature of a completely different world

With a smile on the chela

On the angels abandoned land,

With a smile on the chela

On the angels abandoned land ...

Dubrovsky, accompanied by servants, is removed. Troekurov appears. Around him, guests attracted by the conspiratorial view of the owner quickly gather.

Masha (concerned, approaching his father):

Dad, you have thought of something bad. Where did this Mr. Defordus take it?

Troekurov:

Nothing will happen to your Frenchman. Unless the sides will be slightly hidden to him.

Yes, only the French do not get used to the triple!

Troekurov and guests laugh. At this time, a wild roar of the Bear comes from behind the curtains. A loud sigh spreads through the crowd of guests and they freeze like statues. Suddenly the sound of a shot is heard, and another - already dying - a roar. Guests freeze, stunningly looking at Troekurov. After a few moments, Dubrovsky-Defordus with a steaming pistol appears from behind the wings. Masha looks at him admiringly.

Troekurov (in indignation):

Ta-a-ak, mousse-I want the explanation right now-who pretended you about the bear and about shu