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Collectanea.

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Ilora nabirusia.

Z matulojii jak zydusia,

Ilora nahirusia.

A hdziez tyje paru koni, Sto u poli chadzili ? Ci nie u taho zwiedzi^wieta, Sto my u dwioch lubili ? Ci nie u taho zwiedziswieta, Sto my u dwioch lul>ili ?

Lubilisia, kachalisia, Nas ludzi nia znali, Jak pryslosia razstacisia, Jak ciomnyje chmary. Jak pryslosia razstacisia, Jak ciomnyje chmary.

Kali znajes tako zielje,

Daj mnie napicisia,

Kap ja mahla, moj milenki,

Cii)ie zabycisia.

Kap ja niahfa, moj milenki,

Cibie zabycisia.

Znaju, znaju tako zielje, Blizej pierelazu, Kali zjesi taho zielja, Zabudzies ad razu. Kali zjesi taho zielja, Zabudzies ad razu.

Budu jesdi, budu pici, Kropli nie apucsu, Chibie tolki zabudusia, Jak woCki zaplusdu. Chibie tolki zabudusia, Jak wnCki zapluscu.

Sorrow is all I gather. Wlien I meet my mother Sorrow is all I gather.

Where are those two horses.

That grazed in the field ?

Are they his who deceived "us.

His we both loved ?

Are they his who deceived us.

His we both loved ?

We cared for each other. And the world did not know, And yet when we parted, 'Twas like thunder-clcuds. And yet when we parted, 'Twas like thunder-clouds.

If you know of a herb. Then give me to drink. That I may, Oh ! my dearest. Forget about thee. That I may, Oh ! my dearest. Forget about thee.

I know, I know of a herb. That grows by the ga|i. If you eat of this herb. You'll remember no more. If you eat of this herb, You'll remember no more.

I shall eat, I shall drink, Nor spill a drop. Yet I shall not forget. Till (death) closes my eyes. Yer I shall not forget, Till (death) closes my eyes.

Xo. 10. Shvy Hoiiib (The grey dove), II. The lower notes are used in certain cases.

Si - wy ho - lub, si - wy ho - tub. Ha - tub - ka si - wiej - sa,