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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.