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 But bound on bound both armies through
 * The stormy stream are gone.

The waters seiz’d the foreigners,
 * And ’whelm’d them in the tide,

But safely bore their countrymen
 * To reach the other side.

“When we 've got to yonder mountains grey,
 * “Revenge will be satisfied.”

“O Zaboi, brother, cease awhile!
 * “The hills are not far away,

“The foes that are left are faint and few,
 * “And these for mercy pray.”

“Back thro’ the land by diff’rent paths
 * “With speed, both thou and I,

“And all that to the king belong’d
 * “Destroy we utterly!”

The wind it stormeth through the land,
 * On storm those armies twain,

Thro’ every district, left and right,
 * Thro’ woodland and thro’ plain,

With force extending far and wide,
 * With joyful shouts amain.