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ODE on J. Žižka von Trotznow.
Kdo zwláště předčj w bogi nad wlastence.
Who rears his country's fair renown,
Shall earn a patriot's lofty praise—
Yes! he shall wear a laurel crown,
And him shall sing the poet's lays;
What prouder fame, what greener bays
Can history offer?—be his meed
Eternal laud within the shrine,
Lighted by glory's lamp divine,
That every triumph, every deed
Thro' everlasting years may shine.
Žižka! Bohemia's chief—arise!
Of murdered[1] Hus th' avenger thou!
Thou hast o'erwhelm'd thine enemies
In the fierce battle-field, and now
They perish in the dust below.
- ↑ It cannot be forgotten that the emperor Sigmund gave a "letter of safety," written with his own hand, to John Hus,
