Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

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Chapter Three
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"Oh, nurse, do me a favor." "Willingly, darling, order me." "Now do not think… Really… Suspicion… 4 But you see… Oh, do not refuse!" "My dear, to you God is my pledge." "Well, send your grandson quietly with this note to ?… to that… to 8 the neighbor. And let him be told that he ought not to say a word, that he ought not to name me." "To whom, my precious? 12 I'm getting muddled nowadays. Neighbors around are many; it's beyond me even to count them over."

"Oh, nurse, how slow-witted you are!" "Sweetheart, I am already old, I'm old; the mind gets blunted, Tanya; 4 but time was, I used to be sharp: time was, one word of master's wish…" "Oh, nurse, nurse, is this relevant? What matters your intelligence to me? 8 You see, it is about a letter, to Onegin." "Well, this now makes sense. Do not be cross with me, my soul; I am, you know, not comprehensible… 12, But why have you turned pale again?" "Never mind, nurse, 'tis really nothing. Send, then, your grandson."

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