Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

XXXVI

And lo-his eyes were reading, but his thoughts were far away; chimeras, desires, sorrows 4 kept crowding deep into his soul. Between the printed lines he with spiritual eyes read other lines. It was in them 8 that he was utterly absorbed. These were the secret legends of the heart's dark ancientry 5 dreams unconnected is with anything; threats, rumors, presages; or the live tosh of a long tale, or a young maiden's letters.

Eugene Onegin