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 “And to their village home return’d,
 * “The happiness gone by.”

O, swift to Zaboi’s side they bound,
 * As low in the vale he stands,

And clasp him in their mighty arms,
 * And heart to heart take hands;

And words of wisdom spoken are
 * Among the patriot bands.

The night it goes, and the dawn comes on,
 * Fresh brightening into day,

The vale they leave, and scatt’ring wide,
 * Through the forest take their way.

The first, the second day is past,
 * And now the third is done,

And Zaboi in the dark’ning night
 * Into the wood hath gone.

Behind him goes a company
 * Of men in wrathful mood,

And Slavoi too another band
 * Leads through the gloomy wood.

Each trusteth in his leader bold,
 * Each hates from his heart the king,

And each, against that tyrant fell,
 * A weapon sharp doth bring.