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QUEEN’S COURT MANUSCRIPT.
“Up, Slavoi, brother! up and on
“To yonder hill so blue!
“To yonder hill we’ll bend our steps,
“That all the land doth view;
“Thence onwards, towards the morning sun,
“A darksome wood doth grow,
“There hasten we our faithful hands
“To plight for weal or woe.
“Now speed thee with a foxes’ gait,
“And I this way will go.”
“O wherefore, brother Zaboi, must
“Our arms from yon mountain bring
“Their terrors? Hence we’ll storming go
“’Gainst the armies of the king!”
“O brother Slavoi, wilt thou strike
“And smite a serpent dead?
“’Tis surest at the head to aim,
“And yonder is his head.”
The many scatter in the wood,
Dividing left and right,
These follow Zaboi, those attend
Fierce Slavoi to the fight;
