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FROM 'EUGENE ONIEGIN '	A
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Yes foes How many days bethink you	B
Since hatred stepped the two between	C
And since in hours of thought and leisure	D
At work at table they have been	E
As comrades Now with purpose dread	F
Like men in mutual loathing bred	F
Each plans as though in broadest day	G
A heavy nightmare on him lay	G
The other's downfall in his heart	H
Oh could they smile but once while still	I
Their hands are pure from deed of ill	I
And then their sev'ral ways depart	H
But worldly hate like worldly fame	J
Shrinks at the breath of worldly shame	J
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Now come together	D
Calmly coldly	K
Not aiming yet with haughty glance	L
And tread assured and light though measured	M
The combatants four steps advance	L
Four steps to death whereon Eugene	C
Still forward moving o'er the green	C
The other likewise first began	N
To raise his weapon fix his man	N
N ine steps now of the fateful quest	O
Were counted Lensky with a frown	P
His left eye closed took aim when down	P
Oniegin's thumb the trigger prest	O
Reverse the sand glass Lensky sighed	Q
No more and let his pistol glide	Q
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He sought his breast with clutching fingers	R
He fell his glance grew dim and still	I
It spoke of death alone not torment	S
As when upon some eastern hill	I
All sparkling in the morning light	T
The snow wreath vanishes from sight	T
Oniegin suddenly a cold	U
With horror saw his shot had told	U
He hastened o'er the poet's form	V
He stooped he called his name too late	W
He was no more untimely fate	W
The flower had perished in the storm	V
The music on the broken lyre	X
And on the altar stone the fire	D
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And there he lay How unfamiliar	D
Upon his brow the languid grace	Y
Beneath his breast the ball had pierced him	Z
The smoking blood ran down apace	Y
Thence where a few brief moments past	A2
The pulse of life was bounding fast	A2
Where hate and hope and love were strong	B2
And warm emotions wont to throng	B2
The heart is now a house bereft	C2
Of former inmates every floor	D2
Is dark and still for evermore	D2
With dusty panes The host has left	C2
And whither went he Who shall say	G
His very trace is swept away	G
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To write an epigram a sharp one	E2
Your stupid foe to irritate	W
Is very nice To see him lower	D
His sullen horns still obstinate	F2
And nolens volens in the glass	G2
With shame behold himself and pass	G2
Twere nicer still the fool should he	K
Stand there and gape ' 'Tis meant for me '	-
And silently to dig your foe	H2
An honoured grave to aim with care	I2
Your mark the pallid forehead there	I2
A generous distance off we know	H2
Is nicest But to see him fall	J2
And lie is scarcely nice at all	J2
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We'll just suppose my friend your pistol Has stretched a young acquaintance dead	F
Because of forward look or answer	D
Because some idle thing he said	F
Had stung you o'er the wine last night	T
Or even called you out to fight	T
Himself in boyish anger well	K2
What kind of feeling pray you tell	K2
Came o'er you with a whelming rush	L2
When laid before you on the ground	M2
Without a motion or a sound	M2
He stiffens in the sudden hush	L2
When dumb with blinded stare he lies	N2
Stone deaf to your despairing cries	N2

Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

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