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<p>Before him fell the Holy City's walls,<lb/>
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Thy daughter, Sian, wept in slavery long;<lb/>
 
[Crushed] <add><unclear>whelped</unclear></add> in the dust her palaces and halls;<lb/>
 
No more Mount Calvary's sacred scenes among<lb/>
 
Kneel pious pilgrims;  drear desertion falls<lb/>
The Saviour's [holy] <add>sainted</add> tomb;  and impious throng<lb/>
Insulting trampled where the fallen man,<lb/>
Salvation's sacred [<del>work at</del> <add>mystery</add> first] began.</p>
<p>The valiant Osman then [possess'd the throne], <add>the throne possess'd</add><lb/>
Osman, whose conquests [wide their boundaries ]<add>like a torrent</add> spread;<lb/>
In <add>So</add> daring deeds ]who ne'er was tardy known], <add>who ever forward <unclear>miss'd</unclear></add><lb/>
[And <unclear>joy'd</unclear>] [His Sires'] <del>red path of pride</del> <add>ambitious path</add> [who joy'd] <add><del>he</del></add> to tread:<lb/>
[That their designs might roll in triumph on <add>His <hi rend="superscript">2</hi> busy <del>bride and</del> <hi rend="superscript">3</hi> love of conquest found <hi rend="superscript">4</hi> no rest</add>
[He vow'd destruction on each] <add>But in devoting every</add> Christian head.
Impious! to deem [that human power, the high] <add>a tyrant's peevish rod</add>
What God himself had planted could destroy. <add>could <unclear>raise</unclear> or blast what had been raised by God</add></p>
<p>Such thoughts he cherish'd, and the powers of Hell<lb/>
Fanned his ambitious flame, before his eyes<lb/>
They bad fresh wreaths of shadowy laurels dwell –<lb/>
A filmy web;  <add>tho'</add> victory's [triumphing] <add>heedless</add> cries<lb/>
Rung in his ears [illusive], <add>like music</add> sorrows swell<lb/>
[Fierce plundering bands, deluded thus,] <add>Twas thus <del>that</del> deluded warrior bands</add> became<lb/>
A scourge to nations, to the world a shame.</p>
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Before him fell the Holy City's walls,
Thy daughter, Sian, wept in slavery long;
[Crushed] whelped in the dust her palaces and halls;
No more Mount Calvary's sacred scenes among
Kneel pious pilgrims; drear desertion falls
The Saviour's [holy] sainted tomb; and impious throng
Insulting trampled where the fallen man,
Salvation's sacred [work at mystery first] began.

The valiant Osman then [possess'd the throne], the throne possess'd
Osman, whose conquests [wide their boundaries ]like a torrent spread;
In So daring deeds ]who ne'er was tardy known], who ever forward miss'd
[And joy'd] [His Sires'] red path of pride ambitious path [who joy'd] he to tread:
[That their designs might roll in triumph on His 2 busy bride and 3 love of conquest found 4 no rest [He vow'd destruction on each] But in devoting every Christian head. Impious! to deem [that human power, the high] a tyrant's peevish rod What God himself had planted could destroy. could raise or blast what had been raised by God

Such thoughts he cherish'd, and the powers of Hell
Fanned his ambitious flame, before his eyes
They bad fresh wreaths of shadowy laurels dwell –
A filmy web; tho' victory's [triumphing] heedless cries
Rung in his ears [illusive], like music sorrows swell
[Fierce plundering bands, deluded thus,] Twas thus that deluded warrior bands became
A scourge to nations, to the world a shame.


Identifier: | JB/110/089/002"JB/" can not be assigned to a declared number type with value 110.

Date_1

Marginal Summary Numbering

Box

110

Main Headings

Folio number

089

Info in main headings field

Image

002

Titles

the war of chocim / a historical poem / by krasicki

Category

collectanea

Number of Pages

4

Recto/Verso

recto

Page Numbering

a1 / / /

Penner

Watermarks

[[watermarks::[motif]]]

Marginals

Paper Producer

Corrections

sir john bowring

Paper Produced in Year

Notes public

ID Number

36079

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