Thus to assassinate the eve?" -

"Not at all." - "That I can't conceive!

'Tis something of this sort I deem.

In the first place, say, am I right?

A Russian household simple quite,

Who welcome guests with zeal extreme,

Preserves and an eternal prattle

About the rain and flax and cattle." -

II.

"No misery I see in that" -

"Boredom, my friend, behold the ill - "

"Your fashionable world I hate,

Domestic life attracts me still,

Where - " - "What! another eclogue spin?

For God's sake, Lenski, don't begin!

What! really going? 'Tis too bad!

But Lenski, I should be so glad

Would you to me this Phyllis show,

Fair source of every fine idea,

Verses and tears et cetera.

Present me." - "You are joking." - "No." -

"Delighted." - "When?" - "This very night.

They will receive us with delight."

III.

Whilst homeward by the nearest route

Our heroes at full gallop sped,

Can we not stealthily make out

What they in conversation said? -

"How now, Oneguine, yawning still?" -

"'Tis habit, Lenski." - "Is your ill

More troublesome than usual?" - "No!

How dark the night is getting though!

Hallo, Andriushka, onward race!

The drive becomes monotonous -

Well! Larina appears to us