Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XVII

Thirst is still clamoring for beakers to drown the hot fat of the cutlets 5 but Breguet's chime reports to them 4 that a new ballet has begun. The theater's unkind lawgiver j the inconstant adorer of enchanting actresses 5 8 an honorary citizen of the coulisses, Onegin has flown to the theater, where, breathing criticism, each is prepared to clap an entrechat, 12 hiss Phaedra, Cleopatra, call out Moena-for the purpose merely of being heard.