Poem in the verses of Mtsyri Mikhail YurievichLermontov was written in 1839. And already in 1840 it was first published in the collection "Poems of Lermontov", which was published even during the life of the poet. Pushed Lermontov on the plot of "Mtsyri" a brief retelling of the story he heard when he served in the Caucasus. The "Mtsyri" poem has become a classic example of romantic poetry. It refers to the later Caucasian works of the poet.

Mtsyri short retelling

A brief retelling. "Mtsyri" (Lermontov)

Once Lermontov, being in exile in the Caucasus inIn 1837, on the way, he met a monk and learned from him that he was a mountaineer, whom General Ermolov had already taken to his house as a child. But when the boy fell ill, he left him in a monastery with the brotherhood. In the walls of the monastery he grew up, but he was not used to monastic life and therefore several times ran into the mountains, because he was very much yearned for free. And the last attempt to escape led him to illness, and he nearly died.

All this story impressed the young Mikhail Yurievich so much that he immediately started creating the poem "Mtsyri", a brief retelling of which will be given below.

How reliable is the fact of the monk's meeting withpoet, it is impossible to establish, however, the story described in the poem itself, most likely, did indeed take place. After all, during the Caucasian War, the capture of mountain children by Russian soldiers was quite common.

A short retelling of Mtsyri Lermontov

A short retelling of the "Mtsyri" (Lermontov) by chapters

The war in the Caucasus brought a lot of harm to the localpopulation. A poor mountaineer boy was captured by a Russian general, and he was going to take him to his place, but on the way the child was very ill. Then the monk who lived in the monastery left a small prisoner. And since then young Mtsyri (translated from Georgian as "novice") was doomed to live far from his native places. He was wild and intimidated. Feeling himself a prisoner in captivity, he did not cease to miss his native places.

A brief retelling of the "Mtsyri" Lermontov continuesthe fact that over time, this foundling seems to be even used to captivity, gradually learned a foreign language, he was baptized and even going to mow monks. But before this important event in a severe thunderstorm a seventeen-year-old boy has a strong desire to run where his eyes look. At that moment he remembered his homeland with its magnificent fields, snow-clad rocks and green hills, remembered his native speech, aul, the faces of his relatives: his father, a brave soldier in chain mail with brilliant weapons, brave brothers and sweet sisters.

A short retelling of Mtsyri by chapters


Only three days spent Mtsyri at large. But they were of great importance to him. It was then that he lived really. He saw the mighty Caucasian Mountains, a young Georgian woman who filled the jug with water at the source. He even had to fight with a ferocious leopard. Mtsyri defeated the leopard, because during the battle itself felt like a wild beast. In these terrible moments of the struggle he respected the enemy, who without fear met death. The young man himself was severely wounded, the sharp claws of the beast heavily tore his body. But this did not stop him, he still went to find his homeland. A few days later he came to the village, but later realized that he again returned to the monastery, and now all his dreams of seeing his native Caucasus in a minute were dispelled. Quite desperate, he fell to the sand.

A brief retelling of the Mtsyri poem

Return to the monastery

This is the poem "Mtsyri", a short retelling of whichpresented in this article, does not end. The fugitive is searched, but to no avail. He will be found a little later in the vicinity of the monastery, he will lie unconscious, wounded and exhausted, as if he had been in a terrible battle. In the monastery he will come to himself, but being exhausted, he will not touch the food. Realizing that he could not escape, Mtsyri deliberately wants to bring the days of his death close. He does not answer the questions of the monastic brotherhood. Now he can only bitterly regret that his body will be buried in a foreign land.

Bitter Parting

However, the way to the troubled and rebellious soul of a guyfinds an old monk who once baptized him. Realizing that Mtsyri did not live long, he wants to confess a young man. And then the young and unbreakable mountaineer colorfully and vividly tells about those three days that he spent in freedom. He claims that he would trade paradise and for ages for two minutes in the Caucasus mountains, where he ran carelessly as a child. Mtsyri asks the old man to be buried in a garden under acacia, from where he can see his native Caucasus, so that he can fall asleep with eternal peace.


A short retelling of the "Mtsyri" by chapters on this can bebe considered complete. Analyzing it, you begin to see in Mtsyri himself Lermontov, who very well reveals the theme of human freedom, firm will, purposefulness, deeply blended into the harmony and beauty of the Caucasian nature. He, along with his freedom of love, merges with nature and enjoys its splendor.

Even a short retelling of the poem "Mtsyri" will not be able toleave no one indifferent. However, the original accurately conveys the deep, passionate and emotional atmosphere of the plot. The time described in it is, as it were, generalized, since Lermontov, thus, showed the philosophy of life itself according to one's own understanding. The poem will focus on the values ​​of life, which the poet sees in human dignity, freedom and active action to achieve his goals.

A brief retelling of Mtsyri Lermontov by chapters


This work was able to reveal to us a personthe author himself, because his hero Mtsyri is very close to him in his outlook and spirit. The "Mtsyri" poem, a brief recapitulation of which is given above, describes everything quite well.

Of course, this is a product of M. Yu. Lermontov took a worthy place in romantic poetry. Like the whole life of the poet is described in it, capturing from the first lines and spilling over the turbulent and swift streams of life, soul and heart.

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