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To live, it hurries, and to feel it hastes.
        Prince Vyazemsky

      I

    ``My uncle—high ideals inspire him;
    but when past joking he fell sick,
    he really forced one to admire him—
    and never played a shrewder trick.
    Let others learn from his example!
    But God, how deadly dull to sample
    sickroom attendance night and day
    and never stir a foot away!
    And the sly baseness, fit to throttle,
    of entertaining the half-dead:
    one smoothes the pillows down in bed,
    and glumly serves the medicine bottle,
    and sighs, and asks oneself all through:
    “When will the devil come for you?”’’
   
A.Pushkin

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