Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XXXV

But I the products of my fancies and of harmonious device read but to an old nurse, 4 companion of my youth5 or after a dull dinner, when a neighbor strays in to see me-having caught him by a coat skirt unexpectedly- 8 I choke him in a corner with a tragedy, or else (but that's apart from jesting), haunted by yearnings and by rhymes, roaming along my lake, 12 I scare a flock of wild ducks 5 they, on heeding the chant of sweet-toned strophes, fly off the banks.