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4 The messenger pursued the stream,

The banks, the fields, the flood;

He drank of Duna's water there,

And swore that it was good.

A Lengyel Lord was ruler then,

Of all the land the Lord;

Veszprem his court—but over all

Was spread a Nemet horde.

The messenger to Veszprem came,

The Polish Count to see;

And bow'd his head in reverence,

And thus spoke cunningly:

"I came to see thy land and thee,

And, Herczeg, this the cause

That I resort to Veszprem's court:—

To learn thy people's laws."

This pleased the Count, and nobly he

The Magyar entertain'd;

And much he saw of Lord and law,

And much instruction gain'd.

An empty flask he dar'd to ask,

Where Duna's waters pass;

The flask he filled, some earth he took,

And pluck'd a little grass.