27 But my Eugene all evening heeded Tatyana … only her alone: But not the timid maid who’d pleaded, That poor enamoured girl he’d known— But this cool princess so resplendent, This distant goddess so transcendent, Who ruled the queenly Néva’s shore. Alas! We humans all ignore Our Mother Eve’s disastrous history: What’s given to us ever palls, Incessantly the serpent calls And lures us to the tree of mystery: We’ve got to have forbidden fruit, Or Eden’s joys for us are moot.
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