Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

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Chapter Three
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And meantime her soul ached, and full of tears was her languorous gaze. Suddenly, hoof thuds! Her blood froze. 4 Now nearer! Coming fast… and in the yard is Eugene! "Ach!"-and lighter than a shade Tatiana skips into another hallway, from porch outdoors, and straight into the garden5 8 she flies, flies-dares not glance backwardj in a moment has traversed the platbands, little bridges, lawn, the avenue to the lake, the bosquet5 1 ? she breaks the lilac bushes as she flies across the flower plots to the brook, and, panting, on a bench