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 The last verse is not in Čelakowsky's printed collection: he has been so kind as to communicate it in MS.

comes! he comes! O see, mother! see!

He comes in his splendid car;

A feather behind his hat has he—

Like an emperor from the war.

he has taken the feather'd pen,

He has opened an unwrit scroll:

Will he write my name—which again and again,

He has written on his soul?

While the art of writing was possessed by few, the accomplishment was deemed by the many a special mark of distinction.