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But Lensky not at all desired

To bear the heavy wedlock chains,

And was sincerely inspired

With my Onegin to make friends.

What distance is from ice to flame,

From prose to verse, from rock to wave?

Nothing could differ more than those!

They got in contact and at first

Both bored when gathering together,

Then liked each other; shortly they

Met riding horseback every day,

Stroke up close friendship just forever.

Thus, people (yes, I do repent)

Of doing nothing get a friend.