XLV

"I'm crying… If your Tanya you've not forgotten yet, then know: the sharpness of your blame, 4 cold, stern discourse, if it were only in my power I'd have preferred to an offensive passion, and to these letters and tears. 8 For my infantine dreams you had at least some pity then, at least consideration for my age.

But now\… What to my feet 12 has brought you? What a trifle! How, with your heart and mind, be the slave of a trivial feeling?

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