Sleeping princess

The awaited guest entered;
The spider silently submitted
A spindle in her hands;
She took it, and in a moment it
It pricked her hand ...
Everything disappeared from the eyes;
A dream finds her;
Together with her he embraces
The whole huge royal house;
Everything calmed down around;
Returning to the palace
Her father is on the porch
He staggered and yawned
And he fell asleep with the queen;
The retinue all sleeps behind them;
The royal guard stands
Under the gun in deep sleep
And on a sleeping horse
Before her is the cornet himself;
Stationary on the walls
Sleepy flies are sitting;
At the gates the dogs are sleeping;
In stalls, heads bowed,
Lush manes drooping,
Horses do not eat feed,
Horses sleep deeply;
The cook sleeps in front of the fire;
And the fire engulfed in sleep
Does not burn, does not burn,
Stands with a sleepy flame;
And will not touch him,
Swirling in a club, sleepy smoke;
And a neighborhood with a palace
All is engulfed in dead sleep;
And he covered the neighborhood with boron;
Blackthorn fence
He surrounded the wild forest;
He blocked forever
To the house of the royal path:
Long, long not to be found
No trace of anyone there -
And trouble is coming!
The bird won't fly there
The beast will not run close
Even the clouds of heaven
Into a dense, dark forest
Will not blow a breeze.
Now a full century has passed;

Vasily Zhukovsky