Dash the stubborn peasant’s mirth—
Drown in blood his alien hearth;
Babe or mother, never falter—
Spear the priest before the altar.
Onward, and avenge our wrong!
God is good, and Russia strong!”
Englishman’s Magazine, No 1.
Dash the stubborn peasant’s mirth—
Drown in blood his alien hearth;
Babe or mother, never falter—
Spear the priest before the altar.
Onward, and avenge our wrong!
God is good, and Russia strong!”
Englishman’s Magazine, No 1.