Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XXIII

Thus did he write, "obscurely and limply" (what we call romanticism though no romanticism at all 4 do I see here5 but what is that to us?), and finally, before dawn, letting sink his weary head, upon the fashionable word 8 "ideal," Lenski dozed off gently; but hardly had he lost himself in sleep's bewitchment when the neighbor entered the silent study 12, and wakened Lenski with the call, "Time to get up: past six already. Onegin's sure to be awaiting us."