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The Song of Igor's Campaign,
Igor son of Svyatoslav and grandson of Oleg.

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Termination
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From early morn to eve,
and from eve to dawn,
tempered arrows fly,
sabers resound against helmets,
steel lances crack.
In the field unknown, midst the
Kuman land,
the black sod under hooves
was sown with bones
and irrigated with gore.
As grief they came up
throughout the Russian land.

What dins unto me,
what rings unto me?
Early today, before the effulgences,
Igor turns back his troops:
he is anxious about his dear brother
Vsevolod.
They fought one day;
they fought another;
on the third, toward noon,
Igor's banners fell.

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