Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XI

His style to a grave strain having attuned, time was, a fervid author used to present to us 4 his hero as a model of perfection. He'd furnish the loved objectalways iniquitously persecuted with a sensitive soul, intelligence, 8 and an attractive face. Nursing the ardor of the purest passion, the always enthusiastic hero was ready for self-sacrifice, 12 and by the end of the last part, vice always got punished, and virtue got a worthy crown. i58