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Why do you strike up songs military Fife-like, o, bullfinch, my friend? Who'll take the lead in our fight with Hell's forces? Who will command us? What Hercules? Where is Suvorov, strong, swift and fearless? Now Northern thunder lies dead in the grave. Who will ride fiery, ahead of the legions, Nag for a steed, and crusts for meal, Temper his sword in the heat and in ice storms, Sleep on straw pallets, labor 'til dawn, Bring down the armies, the walls and the forts With but a handful of stout Russian men? Who will excel in unwavering courage, Conquering fate with a prayer and with faith, Evil with bayonets, envy with jests? Capturing scepters, remaining a slave, Who will keep striving for valor alone, Live for our Tsars, while consuming himself? Glorious heroes like this one are gone now Bullfinch cease singing your songs military! Music of war brings us no more enjoyment. Sad laments everywhere sound from the lyres: Heart of a lion and wings of an eagle Now and forever gone-how will we fight? Gavril Romanovich Derzhavin
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