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They brought girl to wedding crown. To break her grief, to break her trouble Her clever husband soon had gone To his estate. She was surrounded By random and unknown people. First wanting run away and crying She almost left her husband. Then She took the household in her hands, Became accustomed, satisfied. The heaven gives for us a custom Instead the happiness and luck. |
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Despite the desperation. Then She had got greatest revelation That made her absolutely quiet. She found between the work and leisure The key for secret: how she may Be Queen in family and farm. So everything became all right. She went to search a work of peasants; She pickled mushrooms for the winter; Held books and sent her people to troops; In Saturdays she came to bath; She punished their servant girls - No asking any husband's will. |
...They kept in their peaceful life
The heritage of ancient time; While fat and reach spring-coming feasts They baked a lot of Russian pancakes. They had the fasts twice in the year. They liked a merry-go-round. They liked cake walk and round dance In Day of Trinity when people Are listening the mass and yawing. While early morning for sunrise They cried affecting like the child. They needed much the quass like air. And they was greeting their guest Depending on his title and class. A.Pushkin "Eugen Onegin",
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