JB/110/093/004

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A gory strife ensued;
There were lightnings of death bringing fires
There was splitting of hard helmets
There was hissing of arrows in the air

The dauntless Chieftain fought
But He fought in a parlous dangerous strife crowd
Struck with an arrow in the breast
He fell – an everlasting sleep embraced him.

So the death of their gallant chief
Rendered fruitless the victory of the poles
The victory was in the hands of the Poles
But The death of their her Chief rendered it fruitless
The valour is turned to the sorrow
The warriors thronged his body.

They clean of blood his wounds
They wash it with their tears
On their shields they lay his mortal remains
The hope of the being of and of father-land.

In the midst of a green woody wold
They heaped for him a high tomb
And hung his splendid armour
On the you while (sharff ?) red in blood

Thlt Thother went his unfortunate love
There she lived days of grief
There From the morn eve to the morn
Weeping his laments of love.

"Sleep noble hero in sweet repose
Amid this shade of the silent solitary wood
Let the moon shine over thy silent grave
With Her friendly light

Identifier: | JB/110/093/004 "JB/" can not be assigned to a declared number type with value 110.
Date_1		Marginal Summary Numbering
Box	110	Main Headings
Folio number	093	Info in main headings field
Image	004	Titles	duma - polacki by niemcewicz
Category	collectanea	Number of Pages	4
Recto/Verso	recto	Page Numbering
Penner	sir john bowring	Watermarks	ia 1820
Marginals		Paper Producer	fr4
Corrections		Paper Produced in Year	1820
Notes public		ID Number	36083
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