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And passionate longings

Thro' nature are throbbing—

I long, hapless mortal,

For the, thou divine one;

O pity my sorrow!

This poem was (according to Dobrowsky, who at one period advocated its authenticity) found by Linda on a parchment of not later date than 1310. There is some obscurity in the phrase syela hurastya in line 13. Dobrowsky suggests that it should be sjla chwrasti "many shrubs," and Čelakowsky translates it eine menge gebüsches. There is a version of this poem in german by Göthe.

But the most remarkable remnant of antiquity existing in the bohemian tongue, is a collection of old poetry, to which I have already referred, published by Hanka in 1819, under the title