Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XLII

44As to the other… But we'll tell it all later, won't we? To all her kin straightway tomorrow we'll show Tanya. 4 Pity that paying visits is for me too much-can hardly drag my feet. But you are worn out from the journey; let's go and have a rest together… 8 Oh, I've no strength… my chest is tired… now even joy, not only woe, oppressive is to me. My dear,

I am already good for nothing… 12, When one starts getting old, life is so horrid." And here, exhausted utterly, in tears, she broke into a coughing fit.