I would grind flour so fine that the like of the bread I would bake from it could not be found in the whole world."
The Tzar, hearing, thought: "That would be good bread truly; however, the bread I eat now is not so bad."
The second said: "If the Tzar were to wed me, I would weave for him a kaftan[1] of gold and silver thread, so that he would shine like the Glowing Bird."
"That would be good weaving, indeed," thought the Tzar; "though little enough need have I for such a splendid coat."
Then the youngest daughter, who was named Marfa, said: "As for me, if the Little Father Tzar became my husband, I know how neither to spin nor to weave, but I would bear him seven hero-sons like bright falcons, that should be the comeliest in his Tzardom; and their legs should be golden to the knee and their arms silver to the elbow, and in their hair should be little stars."
Tzar Saltan, listening, was well pleased with this speech. "Glad would I be to be the father of seven such sons," he said to himself; and returning to his Palace, he summoned his Boyars[2] and Court
