Eugene Onegin
" Noise, laughter, bowing, hurrying mixed, Gallop, mazurka, waltzing—see! A pillar by, two aunts betwixt, Tania, observed by nobody, Looks upon all with absent gaze And hates the world's discordant ways. 'Tis noisome to her there: in thought Again her rural life she sought, The hamlet, the poor villagers, The little solitary nook Where shining runs the tiny brook, Her garden, and those books of hers, And the lime alley's twilight dim Where the first time she met with him . " Eugene Onegin by Alexander Pushkin Edition: Oxford World's Classics, paperback My overall rating : 5 out of 5 stars. Bored by the dissipation and drama of his youthful life, Eugene Onegin withdraws from society to his inherited estate in the Russian countryside. His only friend is Vladimir Lensky, a young, romantic poet who is engaged to Olga Larin. Her older sister, Tatyana, is a plain, quiet introvert. She takes more interest in books and the countryside than anythi...