hasn't noticed dawn to ramp,
<br>She's sitting and her head's held low,
<br>She hasn't yet decided t' stamp
<br>The letter with engraved her seal though.
<br>But quietly proceeding through the doorway
<br>Grey-headed old Phillipyevna on tray
<br>Brings to Tatyana her tea-cup:
<br>Wake up, my child, it's time t' get up:
<br>You're up and ready, what a day!
<br>Oh, early birdie! But last night
<br>I was afraid if you're all-right!
<br>But, Lord all mighty, you're OK!
<br>Your nightly yearn has gone without a trace
<br>As poppy-flower fresh and nice's your face."
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<br>XXXIV.
<br>-- Ah! nyanya, sdelaj odolzhen'e. --
<br>"Izvol', rodnaya, prikazhi". --
<br>Ne dumaj... pravo... podozren'e...
<br>No vidish'... ah! ne otkazhi. --
<br>"Moj drug, vot bog tebe poruka". --
<br>Itak, poshli tihon'ko vnuka
<br>S zapiskoj etoj k O... k tomu...
<br>K sosedu... da velet' emu --
<br>CHtob on ne govoril ni slova,
<br>CHtob on ne nazyval menya... --
<br>"Komu zhe, milaya moya?
<br>YA nynche stala bestolkova.
<br>Krugom sosedej mnogo est';
<br>Kuda mne ih i perechest'".
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<br>XXXIV
<br>- Oh nanny! May I ask you t'undertake a mission?
<br> "Go on, sweetheart, just tell what I can do"-
<br>You shouldn't think...indeed...  suspicion...
<br>But see... oh, do not turn me down, not you. -
<br>"My friend, I swear by the heavens high."-
<br>So would you send your grandson on the sly
<br>With this short letter to O... you know the one,
<br>The neighbor. Tell him he to none
<br>Would say a word however is inquired,
<br>Would name me not...-
<br>"Sweetheart, to whom, to what?
<br>I have become slow-witted now and tired.
<br>There're tons of neighbors all around; I am
<br>Unable to remember all of them </TD>
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<br>XXXV.
<br>- Kak nedogadliva ty, nyanya! --
<br>"Serdechnyj drug, uzh ya stara,
<br>Stara: tupeet razum, Tanya;
<br>A to, byvalo, ya vostra,
<br>Byvalo, slovo barskoj voli..." --
<br>Ah, nyanya, nyanya! do togo li?
<br>CHto nuzhdy mne v tvoem ume?
<br>Ty vidish', delo o pis'me
<br>K Oneginu. -- "Nu, delo, delo,
<br>Ne gnevajsya, dusha moya,
<br>Ty znaesh', neponyatna ya...
<br>Da chto zh ty snova poblednela?" --
<br>Tak, nyanya, pravo nichego.
<br>Poshli zhe vnuka svoego. --
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<br>XXXV
<br>-- But, nanny, nanny, can't you guess? --
<br>"But, dear friend, I'm growing old,
<br>I'm old: my mind is in regress,
<br>When I was sharp I got what told
<br>Me lord or lady right away"
<br>-- Oh, nanny, why do you this say?
<br>I have no need your mind be better
<br>You see, the matter's ‘bout this letter
<br>To Onegin -- "Now I see, the mail.
<br>Do not be angry, sweetie-pie,
<br>You know, how muddle-headed I...
<br>But why do you again turn pale?"--
<br>Oh, nothing, nanny, nothing's about it.
<br>Now will you send your male grandkid with it?</TD>
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<br>XXXVI.
<br>No den' protek, i net otveta.
<br>Drugoj nastal: vse net, kak net.
<br>Bledna kak ten', s utra odeta,
<br>Tat'yana zhdet: kogda zh otvet?
<br>Priehal Ol'gin obozhatel'.
<br>"Skazhite: gde zhe vash priyatel'?"
<br>Emu vopros hozyajki byl.
<br>"On chto-to nas sovsem zabyl".
<br>Tat'yana, vspyhnuv, zadrozhala. --
<br> Segodnya byt' on obeshchal,
<br>Starushke Lenskoj otvechal:
<br>Da, vidno, pochta zaderzhala. --
<br>Tat'yana potupila vzor,
<br>Kak budto slysha zloj ukor.
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<br>XXXVI
<br>A day passed by, and there was no response.
<br>Another day: still there is none.
<br>Tatiana's waiting, feigning  nonchalance,
<br>Though pale as shade: when will it come?
<br>Then Olga's idolater arrived her to attend.
<br>"Please tell us where is now your friend?" --
<br>Asked him landlady to his face.
<br>"It seems he has forgotten our place".
<br>Tatyana, reddened, shook and shivered.  --
<br>He promised me to come to you today, -
<br>But post must have delayed him on the way. --
<br>Such answer Lensky to old lady then delivered -- Tatyana dropped her eyes and faded
<br>As if she was maliciously upbraided</TD>
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<br>XXXVII.
<br>Smerkalos'; na stole blistaya
<br>SHipel vechernij samovar.
<br>Kitajskij chajnik nagrevaya;
<br>Pod nim klubilsya legkij par.
<br> Razlityj Ol'ginoj rukoyu,
<br>Po chashkam temnoyu strueyu
<br>Uzhe dushistyj chaj bezhal,
<br>I slivki mal'chik podaval;
<br>Tat'yana pred oknom stoyala,
<br>Na stekla hladnye dysha,
<br>Zadumavshis', moya dusha,
<br>Prelestnym pal'chikom pisala
<br>Na otumanennom stekle
<br>Zavetnyj venzel' <I>O</I> da <I>E</I>.
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<br>XXXVII
<br>Was growing dark. The evening samovar on table
<br>Was hissing, warming the Chinese teapot.
<br>And over it were curling rings unstable
<br>Of light pellucid stream that hot.
<br>And being poured by Olga's hand
<br>To cups as if it was a dark pearl strand
<br>The fragrant tea was flowing,
<br>And cream the boy was serving;
<br>Tatyana then in front of window stood
<br>On the cool glass she breathed,
<br>And, as in thoughts she lost and sheathed,
<br>With her fine finger write she would
<br>On misted glass the ‘E' and ‘O' --
<br>The letters that she cherished so.</TD>
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<br>XXXVIII
<br>I mezhdu tem dusha v nej nyla,
<br>I slez byl polon tomnyj vzor.
<br>Vdrug topot!.. krov' ee zastyla.
<br>Vot blizhe! Skachut... i na dvor
<br>Evgenij! "Ah!" -- i legche teni
<br>Tat'yana pryg v drugie seni,
<br>S kryl'ca na dvor, i pryamo v sad,
<br> Letit, letit; vzglyanut' nazad
<br>Ne smeet; migom obezhala
<br>Kurtiny, mostiki, luzhok,
<br>Alleyu k ozeru, lesok,
<br>Kusty siren perelomala,
<br>Po cvetnikam letya k ruch'yu,
<br>I zadyhayas' na skam'yu
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<br>XXXVIII
<br>And all this time her soul was aching,
<br>Were full of tears her eyes and heart.
<br>Hoof thud! --  her heart was breaking,
<br>It's coming up! -- right to the yard!
<br>Evgeniy! "Ah!" -- as shadow swift all of a sudden,
<br>Tatyana jumps to other hall and runs to garden
<br>Through the porch. She flies, flies,
<br>Not daring to look back or to disguise.
<br>In just a moment dashed across
<br>The flower beds,  the bridges and the lawn,
<br>Took alley to the lake, to copse she then was gone
<br>Broke through the lilac with tremendous force,
<br>And, smashing flowers, flew to creek
<br>Then, gasping, onto bench she sneaked.
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<br>XXXIX
<br>Upala...
<br>            "Zdes' on! Zdes' Evgenij!
<br>O bozhe! chto podumal on!"
<br>V nej serdce, polnoe muchenij,
<br>Hranit nadezhdy temnyj son;
<br>Ona drozhit i zharom pyshet,
<br>I zhdet: nejdet li? No ne slyshit.
<br>V sadu sluzhanki, na gryadah,
<br>Sbirali yagody v kustah
<br>I horom po nakazu peli
<br>(Nakaz, osnovannyj na tom,
<br>CHtob barskoj yagody tajkom
<br>Usta lukavye ne eli,
<br>I pen'em byli zanyaty:
<br>Zateya sel'skoj ostroty!).
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<br>XXXIX
<br>Fell down...
<br>                       "He's here! Here is Eugeniy!
<br>Oh, Lord Almighty, what he could've thought!"
<br>Her heart, of tortures straining,
<br>Preserves dark dream of hope not yet distraught;
<br>She's shivering, and burning in a stir,
<br>And waiting: is he coming? Nothing can she hear.
<br>As maids in garden berries then collected,
<br>In doing that they were directed
<br>To sing in chorus out-loud
<br>(The order based on an assumption
<br>That silent lips begin consumption
<br>Their masters' berries non-allowed,
<br>Unless these lips are forced to sing:
<br>Idea rustically keen!) </TD>
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<I><br>Pesnya devushek</I>
<br>Devicy, krasavicy,
<br>Dushen'ki, podruzhen'ki,
<br>Razygrajtes', devicy,
<br>Razgulyajtes', milye!
<br>Zatyanite pesenku,
<br>Pesenku zavetnuyu,
<br>Zamanite molodca
<br>K horovodu nashemu.
<br>Kak zamanim molodca,
<br>Kak zavidim izdali,
<br>Razbezhimtes', milye,
<br>Zakidaem vishen'em,
<br>Vishen'em, malinoyu,
<br>Krasnoyu smorodinoj.
<br>Ne hodi podslushivat'
<br>Pesenki zavetnye,
<br>Ne hodi podsmatrivat'
<br>Igry nashi devich'i.
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<I><br>The Song of the Girls</I>
<br>Girls, you, girls ‘n' beauties,
<br>Sweetie-hearts ‘n' friends,
<br>Get to play, you, girls so dear,
<br>And get going, girls so nice!
<br>And begin to sing a ditty
<br>Secret ditty of the girls,
<br>And entice a fellow
<br>For our round dance.
<br>When the fellow is attracted,
<br>Seen from far away,
<br>We should run away, sweet-hearts,
<br>Throwing at him cherries
<br>Cherries and raspberries,
<br>And as well red currents
<br>Do not come eavesdropping
<br>On our secret ditties,
<br>Do not come to spy on
<br>Our girlish games.</TD>
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<br>XL
<br>Oni poyut, i s nebrezhen'em
<br>Vnimaya zvonkij golos ih,
<br>ZHdala Tat'yana s neterpen'em,
<br>CHtob trepet serdca v nej zatih,
<br>CHtoby proshlo lanit pylan'e.
<br>No v persyah to zhe trepetan'e,
<br>I ne prohodit zhar lanit,
<br>No yarche, yarche lish' gorit...
<br>Tak bednyj motylek i bleshchet
<br>I b'etsya raduzhnym krylom,
<br>Plenennyj shkol'nym shalunom
<br>Tak zajchik v ozime trepeshchet,
<br>Uvidya vdrug izdaleka
<br>V kusty pripadshego strelka.
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<br>XL
<br>And as they sang, Tatyana heeded
<br>Their voice resonant with a slight,
<br>The only thing impatiently she needed
<br>Is her heart's trembling to subside,
<br>To stifle fire of her lips,
<br>And thrill in bosom and in hips,
<br>Flame of her lips fades not although
<br>Instead, it grows and raises over all...
<br>Likewise a poor butterfly flops
<br>With rainbow-colored wing when caught
<br>By playful kid not many years old,
<br>Likewise a hare palpitates in winter crops
<br>When sees from pretty far away
<br>A gunman hiding in the hay.</TD>
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<br>XLI
<br>No nakonec ona vzdohnula
<br>I vstala so skam'i svoej;
<br>Poshla, no tol'ko povernula
<br>V alleyu, pryamo pered nej,
<br>Blistaya vzorami, Evgenij
<br>Stoit podobno groznoj teni,
<br>I, kak ognem obozhzhena,
<br>Ostanovilasya ona.
<br>No sledstviya nezhdannoj vstrechi
<br>Segodnya, milye druz'ya,
<br>Pereskazat' ne v silah ya;
<br>Mne dolzhno posle dolgoj rechi
<br>I pogulyat' i otdohnut':
<br>Dokonchu posle kak-nibud'.
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<br>XLI
<br>And finally she sighed
<br>Stood up from bench and paced,
<br>Then turned to alley, there -- right
<br>In front of her -- she faced
<br>Eugeniy, he was fire-eyed,
<br>He stood like shadow spreading fright.
<br>She stopped as if she was
<br>Scorched from inside, and then she froze.
<br>Describing aftermath, my friends,
<br>To this encounter at alley
<br>I just cannot go on today:
<br>For this I have no strength.
<br>I've got to take a break, to stroll:
<br>I shall continue sometime after all.
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