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HISTORICAL BALLADS.
E’en so was heard the Tatar foe,
Thick swarming for the fight.
With speed do the Hungarians
Collect in companies,
With speed they arm themselves, and go
To meet their enemies.
But all in vain their courage was,
Vain all their manliness,
All, all in vain their efforts brave;
Upon their centre press
The Tatars, break their ranks, and all
Their numerous host doth flee;
The Tatars all things devastate,
That in the land there be.
All hope the Christians doth forsake,
Had been such sorrow never;
They pray’d to God imploringly,
That he would them deliver.
‘Now in thine anger, Lord, arise,
And free us from the foe,
And free us from the murderers,
That would our souls bring low,
And as the wolves around the sheep,
Around us preying go.’
