Surging like a vast current of salmon or sheatfish,
Coiling up and down like an iron serpent
That rears now its torso, now its head,
The armed horsemen breast the prairie grass. --
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My favourite of all polish romantic texts.Breathtaking rythm, irony, digressions like Byron's Child Harold's pilgrimage....