But passions occupied more often the minds of my two anchorets. Having escaped from their tumultuous power, 4 Onegin spoke of them with an involuntary sigh of regret. Happy who knew their agitations and finally detached himself from them; 8 still happier who did not know them, who cooled love with separation, enmity with obloquy; sometimes with friends and wife yawned, undisturbed i2 by jealous torment, and the safe capital of forefathers did not entrust to a perfidious deuce!