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 Before them in the castle strong
 * Doth every warrior fall.

“Up, Voimir, up with thy daughter dear!
 * “Come forth from the tower so high!

“Come forth to greet this happy morn!
 * “Then on to the rock hard by!

“On the rock thou ’It Kruvoi bleeding see
 * “’Neath the axe of vengeance lie.”

And forth he comes to the gladsome morn
 * With his daughter, lovely maid,

And gazes on Kruvoi, his mortal foe,
 * On the rock all bleeding laid.

Now Czestmir sends the booty back
 * To the folk from whom ’twas ta’en,

And with the booty the lovely maid
 * Returns to her home again.

But Voimir will in the selfsame place,
 * At the selfsame hour of day,

To the gods, who granted victory,
 * His thankful offerings pay.

“Up, Voimir, up!” quoth Czestmir then,
 * “Our steps are hastening straight