Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

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And pensive, spiritless again before his darling Olga, Vladimir cannot make himself remind her 4 of yesterday 5 "I," he reflects, "shall be her savior. I shall not suffer a depraver with fire of sighs and compliments 8 to tempt a youthful heart, nor let a despicable, venomous worm gnaw a lily's little stalk, nor have a blossom two morns old 12 wither while yet half blown.'' All this, friends, meant: I have a pistol duel with a pal.