202 HUNGARIAN LITERATURE Ali other things above A re liberty and love ; Life would I glatl l y lender For love : yet foyfully Would love ilselj surrender For liberly. The poem in which he prophesied his own death is the follawing :- ONE ONLY THOUGHT.* One thoughl tormenls me sorely-'lis that l, Pillo wed on a soft bed of down, may die pal le slowly, like a flower, and pass away Under the genile pressure of decay, Paling as pales a fading, flickering light ba the dark, Zonesome solitude of night. O God l let not my Magyar name Be linked with such a death of shame ; No l ralher let it be A lighlning-struck, uprooted Iree- A rock, which tom from mountain-brow, Comes rattling, titunuring down below. Where every fettered race tired with their chains Muster their ranks and seek the baltie plains ; And with red flushes the red {lag unfold, The sacred signal there inscribed in gold- " For the world's liberty l " And, far and wide, the summons to be free Fills east and west,-and to the gloriaus fight Heroes press forward, battling for the right : There will I die l There, drawned in mine own heart's-blood, tie Poured out so willing/y : th' epiring voice, Even in its own etinction sitali refoice. White the sword's clashing and the trumpet's sound, And ri{les and artillery thuntler round ; Then may the trampling horse Gallop upon my corse,
- BowRING, " Translations from Pfi."
