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Eugene Onegin [xxiv] Time was, no sooner did the sunrise gun roar from the ship than, down the steep shore running, 4 I would be on my way toward the sea. Then, sitting with a glowing pipe, enlivened by the briny wave, like in his paradise a Moslem, coffee 8 with Oriental grounds I quaff. I go out for a stroll. Already the benevolent Casino's open: the clatter of cups resounds there5 on the balcony 12 the marker, half asleep, emerges with a broom in his hands, and at the porch two merchants have converged already. [xxv] Anon the square grows freaked [with people]. All is alive now; here and there they run, on business or not busy; 4 however, more on businesses. The child of Calculation and of Venture, the merchant goes to glance at ensigns, to find out-are the skies 8 sending to him known sails? What new wares have entered today in quarantine? Have the casks of expected wines arrived? 12 And how's the plague, and where the conflagraand is not there some famine, war, [tions, or novelty of a like kind?