Magyar poems
"My ancestors' blood-rusted swords are hung
Fix'd on the wall, there mould'ring on high;
Blurred are the blades, but that is nought to me,
For a Hungarian nobleman am I!"
Fix'd on the wall, there mould'ring on high;
Blurred are the blades, but that is nought to me,
For a Hungarian nobleman am I!"
2011-08-26
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