Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

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Chapter Two
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Wealthy, good-looking, Lenski everywhere was as a marriageable man received: such is the country custom5 4 all for their daughters planned a match with the half-Russian neighbor. Whenever he drops in, at once the conversation broaches a word, obliquely, 8 about the tedium of bachelor life; the neighbor is invited to the samovar, and Dunya pours the tea; they whisper to her: "Dunya, mark!" 12 Then the guitar (that, too) is brought, and she will start to shrill (good God!): "Come to me in my golden castle!…"12