Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

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No, feelings early cooled in him. Tedious to him became the social hum. The fairs remained not long 4 the object of his customary thoughts. Betrayals had time to fatigue him. Friends and friendship palled, since plainly not always could he 8 beefsteaks and Strasbourg pie sluice with a champagne bottle and scatter piquant sayings when he had the headache; 12 and though he was a fiery scapegrace, he lost at last his liking for strife, saber and lead.