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 Thus speaks the patriot Angel gloriously, And lo! what thousands from their graves upstart! Each joying that his life again is free, All utťring thanks to God with grateful heart!

Th’ ancestral spirit in its wondrous might Inspireth all the corners of the land; The words ‘He is arisen’ glad recite The priests who in their country’s temple stand.

Then rise up all! ye sleepers till to-day! The day-star is aris’n—the dawn doth glow!— The nightingales are singing—why delay?— Shame on the man who is tha laggard now!

O brethren, for your nation live again! Be lifeless members of its corpse no more! It and your mother-land confess again! Be faithful sons and brethren as of yore!

Your language, customs, rights, ye Czechs, revere! And prove indeed ye are Bohemians born! So shall th’ ancestral glories re-appear, Your own lov’d land in splendour to adorn!