Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XXV

From hour to hour more captivated by the attractions of young Olga, Vladimir to delicious thralldom 4 fully gave up his soul. He's ever with her. In her chamber they sit together in the dark5 or in the garden, arm in arm, 8 they stroll at morningtide; and what of it? With love intoxicated, in the confusion of a tender shame, he only dares sometimes, 12 by Olga's smile encouraged, play with an unwound curl or kiss the border of her dress.