Eugene Onegin
Translated by Henry Spalding
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The opening
Canto the First “The Spleen”
“The Spleen”
“He rushes at life and exhausts the passions.”
Prince Viazemski
“My uncle’s goodness is extreme, If seriously he hath disease; He hath acquired the world’s esteem And nothing more important sees; A paragon of virtue he! But what a nuisance it will be, Chained to his bedside night and day Without a chance to slip away. Ye need dissimulation base A dying man with art to soothe, Beneath his head the pillow smooth, And physic bring with mournful face, To sigh and meditate alone: When will the devil take his own!”
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About this edition
- The words
- Henry Spalding's English translation, copied word for word.
- Left out
- The title page and opening pages before chapter 1, in 2 places
- Standard Ebooks' imprint page (5 blocks)
- A preface, foreword or afterword, in 2 places
- Notes and pages added by translators, editors or publishers, in 2 places
- Standard Ebooks' colophon and uncopyright pages (11 blocks)