And there… -
‘For the sake of goodness, You keep the eclog, now useless.
I’m sorry that you go… well, My dear Lensky, will you tell,
If that Fillidae you can show, The subject for the pen to mourn,
For tears, rhymes and so on?… Present me her’.
- D’you joke -
‘No’.
-I’m glad. - ‘but when?’ -Well, now just, They will receive with pleasure us.
III
-Let’s go.- They were quietly driven,
And got to neighbours in a while. At once they heartily were given
All services of old time.
It was well known friendly wellcome:
On saucers jam they gave, and seldom Some berry water in a jug Put on a table, and a cup.
IV
The way is short, from dear neighbour They go home fast, at speed;
Let’s listen, yet without labour, To their talking, short indeed.
But why, Onegin, you are yawning? -
‘My habit,..
I…’ -But you are boring
Much more... -
‘Well, no, just the same...
The field is dark in pretty gale...
Andryushka, quicker must you go!
What foolish, dumpy is this place!
You see, your Larina is plain, But very dear old soul;
And I’m afraid: in spite of charm That water brings me much of harm...
V
You tell, of them which is Tatyana?’ -That girl, which’s always so sad;
She’s taciturn like that Swetlana,.. When came, at window she sat.-
‘But do you love, indeed, the other?’ -And what? -
‘But I’d prefer another,
If I were poet like you.
Of life her features have but few.
Like in van Dick’s Madonna finness, Her face is round, red, she’s boon
As well as ruddy foolish moon At the horizon’s foolish brightness’.
Vladimir answered short, was dry. Then he was mute, his face was wry.
VI
Meanwhile Onegin’s stay at Larin’s Was estimated like a news,
Affected native Russian banns, And all the neighbours were amused.
They all began to guess of reasons, Invented stealthily decisions,
They joked, not without sin At Tanya’s suitor made a hint.
Some neighbours said of the impression That wedding had some pointed time,
But was delayed for short a while As they had no rings of fashion.
About Lensky’s wedding all Were sure neighbours once for all.
VII
Tatyana heard with indignation All those gossips, but she had
With unexpected consolation Unwittingly some thought of that:
Some string of love in her appeared, In love affairs she was geared
As well as seeds in vital strife In earth by spring are given life.