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 ‘Bees, that their weapons knew with courage brave Right well to use in many a conflict rude; Bees, that their honey oft to others gave, Yet earn’d but insult and ingratitude.

‘Amongst her neighbours it Bohemia was, That lighted erst the torch of wisdom free; The valour of Bohemia’s sons it was, Won for the whole of Europe liberty.

‘Send thither now the glances of thine eye, Where Olmütz dwells in ancient hoariness, There, there, thou dost behold the “mount not high ,” Which wonders to the regions publishes.

‘Six centuries are now already gone Into the ocean of eternity, Since there that ever-glorious deed was done, Wrought by Bohemia’s valiant chivalry.

‘Lift, lift thy head, thou glorious Hostajnow! The glories of that sacred time proclaim! Yourselves to all the world, ye heroes, shew! Who there achiev’d the deed of endless fame!

‘Hear, how from out the wondrous mountain’s womb A hollow sound right gloriously flows! See the dark quires of spirits forwards come, Which to the eye the mountain doth disclose!