Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XXXI

The day of leaving is long overdue 3 the last term now goes by. Inspected, relined, made solid is the sledded coach 4 that to oblivion had been cast. The usual train of three kibitkas carries the household chattels: pans, chairs, trunks, jams in jars, 8 mattresses, feather beds, cages with roosters, pots, basins, et cetera- well, plenty of all kinds of goods. 12 And now, among the servants in the log hut, a hubbub rises, farewell weeping: into the courtyard eighteen nags are led.