Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XIX

My goddesses! What has become of you? Where are you? Hearken to my woeful voice: Are all of you the same? Have other maidens 4 taken your place without replacing you? Am I to hear again your choruses? Am I to see Russian Terpsichore's soulful volation? 8 Or will the mournful gaze not find familiar faces on the dreary stage, and at an alien world having directed a disenchanted lorgnette, 12 shall I, indifferent spectator of merriment, yawn wordlessly and bygones recollect? IO/f