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 344 cemetery, collecting arms and removing armor from the dead bodies.

But above in the ruddy air were storming and circling flocks of eagles, crows, and ravens, screaming and croaking with delight at sight of the food before them.

And not only was the perfidious Order of the Knights lying there stretched at the feet of the king, but all the German might, which up to that battle had been flooding unfortunate Slav lands like a sea, had broken itself against Polish breasts on that great day, that day of purification and redemption.

So to thee, great festival of the past, and to thee, blood of sacrifice, be praise, honor, and glory through all ages.