Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

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Chapter Three
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They by the shortest road fly home at full career.17 Now let us eavesdrop furtively 4 upon our heroes' conversation. "Well now, Onegin, you are yawning." "A habit, Lenski." "But somehow you are more bored than ever." "No, the same. 8 I say, it's dark already in the field; faster! come on, come on, Andryushka! What silly country! Ah, apropos: Dame Larin 12 is simple but a very nice old lady; I fear that lingonberry water may not unlikely do me harm.

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"Tell me, which was Tatiana?" "Oh, she's the one who, sad an*d silent like Svetlana, 4 came in and sat down by the window." "Can it be it's the younger one that you're in love with?" "Why not?" "I'd have the other, had I been like you a poet. [chosen 8 In Olga's features there's no life, just as in a Vandyke Madonna: she's round and fair of face as is that silly moon is up in that silly sky.'' Vladimir answered curtly and thenceforth the whole way was silent.