Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

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Eugene Onegin

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But where stormy Melpomene's protracted wail resounds, where she her spangled mantle waves 4 before the frigid crowd 5 where dozes quietly Thalia and hearkens not to friendly plaudits 5 where at Terpsichore alone 8 the young spectator marvels (as it was, too, in former years, in your time and in mine), toward her did not turn 12 either jealous lorgnettes of ladies or spyglasses of modish connoisseurs from boxes or the rows of stalls.

To the Sobranie, too, they bring her: the crush there, the excitement, heat, the music's crash, the tapers' glare, 4 the flicker, whirl of rapid pairs, the light attires of belles, the galleries freaked with people, of marriageable girls the ample hemicycle, 8 at once strike all the senses. Here finished fops display their impudence, their waistcoats, and negligent lorgnettes. 1 2 Hither hussars on leave haste to arrive, to thunder by, flash, captivate, and wing away.