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 And from the rocky hills throughout
 * The vales upon the breeze

Spread strokes of maces and of swords,
 * Like fall of ancient trees.

Thus motionless both armies stood
 * Against each other there,

On heels that firm implantéd stay,
 * On legs that steadfast are.

But Benes wends himself on high,
 * And towards the right doth swing

His sword, the army thither hastes;
 * Then towards the other wing

He points, towards the left they rush;
 * Thence towards the rocky pass;

And from the rocks upon the foe
 * They hurl the stony mass.

Now to the plain the fight descends,
 * The Germans they must fly,

The Germans they must shriek aloud,
 * The Germans they must die!