Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XXII

"The ray of dawn will gleam tomorrow, and brilliant day will scintillate 5 whilst I, perhaps-I shall descend 4 into the tomb's mysterious shelter, and the young poet's memory slow Lethe will engulf $ the world will forget me 5 but thou, 8 wilt thou come, maid of beauty, to shed a tear over the early urn and think: he loved me, to me alone he consecrated 12 the doleful daybreak of a stormy life!… Friend of my heart, desired friend, come, come: I'm thy spouse!"