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[II. Vengeance calls you! quick, be ready]
“Zemsta pospiech radzi.
Juz' pojechali—Niech ich Bog prowadzi.”—
Slowacki. “Vengeance bids haste.
Already they are gone—may God conduct them.”
Juz' pojechali—Niech ich Bog prowadzi.”—
Slowacki. “Vengeance bids haste.
Already they are gone—may God conduct them.”
Vengeance calls you! quick, be ready!
Rouse ye, in the name of God.
Onward, onward! strong and steady;—
Dash to earth the oppressor's rod.
Vengeance calls! ye brave, ye brave!
Rise, and spurn the name of slave.
Rouse ye, in the name of God.
Onward, onward! strong and steady;—
Dash to earth the oppressor's rod.
Vengeance calls! ye brave, ye brave!
Rise, and spurn the name of slave.
Grasp the sword! its edge is keen:
Seize the gun! its ball is true:
Sweep your land from tyrants clean,—
Haste, and scour it through and through.
Onward, onward!—vengeance cries.
Rush to arms,—the tyrant flies.
Seize the gun! its ball is true:
Sweep your land from tyrants clean,—
Haste, and scour it through and through.
Onward, onward!—vengeance cries.
Rush to arms,—the tyrant flies.
By the souls of patriots gone,
Wake! arise! your fetters break!
See, Kosciuszko bids you on!
Hark, Sobieski cries, Awake!
Rise, and front the despot Czar,—
Rise, and dare the unequal war.
Wake! arise! your fetters break!
See, Kosciuszko bids you on!
Hark, Sobieski cries, Awake!
Rise, and front the despot Czar,—
Rise, and dare the unequal war.
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Vengeance calls you! quick, be ready!
Think of what your sires have been.
Onward, onward! strong and steady;—
Drive the tyrant to his den.
On, and let the watchword be,
Country, home, and liberty!
Think of what your sires have been.
Onward, onward! strong and steady;—
Drive the tyrant to his den.
On, and let the watchword be,
Country, home, and liberty!
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