There is nothing I dread so much, as a division of the Republic into two great Parties, each arranged under its leader and concerting measures in opposition to each other. This in my humble apprehension is to be dreaded as the greatest political evil under our Constitution.
by A. S. Pushkin
Translation by Josh Hansen
All at once losing tongue and mind,
I look at you with but one eye:
The only eye in this head of mine.
But when you fall victim to the Fates’ desires,
Then will I have a hundred eyes,
All of which to you bespy.
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