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Collectanea.

Ech ! dalina, dalinuska, Dalina zialonaja. Ech ! a na toj dalinuscy, Nicoha nia rodzicsa. Ech ! nicoha nia rodzicsa, Biehaja biarozica.

Ech ! a pad toj biarozicaj, Malojcyk^" pachodzwaje, Ech ! matojcyk pachodzwaje, Chustackoj paniatywaje. Chustackoj paniatywaje, Dzieiicynu padmanywaje.

" Ech I oj dzieiicyna, dzieucyna, Oj ci lubis ty minie? Ech! oj ci lubis ty minie? Oj ci pajdzies za minie ? " "Ech ! a ja cibie nie hiblu, Ja za cibie nie pajdu."

Ech ! paslab za mafojcyka,

Maiojcyk azenicsa.

Ech ! maotjcyk azenicsa,

Natura admienicsa.

Ech ! pastab za maskalika,

Maskalik u pachod pajdzie.

Ech ! maskalik u pachod pajdzie,

Minie mJodu pakinie.

Ech ! otoz ja naptacusia !

Otoz naharujusia !

Ech ! otoz haharujusia !

Otoz nabiadujusia !

Oh ! valley, dear valley. My valley so green. Oh ! in this valley. Nothing will grow. Oh ! nothing will grow, But the white birch-tree.

Oh 1 under the birch-tree, A gallant is walking. Oh ! a gallant is walking. His kerchief he waves. Oh ! his kerchief he waves, To beckon his love.

"Oh! my maiden, my maiden. Canst thou give me thy love ? Oh! dost thou love me? Wilt thou wed me?" "Oh! I bear thee no- love, And I'll not marry thee."

Oh ! I'd fain wed a gallant, A gallant will wed. Oh ! a gallant will wed. But his heart it will change. Oh ! I'd fain wed a soldier. But the soldier must tight.

Oh I the soldier must fight. And leave me who am young. Oh ! bitterly I'd weep then ! How mournful I should be ! How mournful I should be then ! How sorrowful I'd be !

H. IWANOWSKA.

H. Onslow.

^"In Ukraina young men are called Mahjcy, which means literally "dare- devils."