XV

He listened with a smile to Lenski: the poet's fervid conversation, and mind still vacillant in judgments, 4 and gaze eternally inspiredall this was novel to Onegin; the chilling word on his lips he tried to restrain, 8 and thought: foolish of me to interfere with his brief rapture; without me just as well that time will come; meanwhile let him live and believe 12 in the perfection of the world; let us forgive the fever of young years both its young ardor and young ravings.

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