THE HAIDAMAKY—" KNIGHTS OF VENGEANCE
" HAIDAMAKY " they call us, unrelenting and
stern,
With the wrongs of our nation for vengeance we
burn.
Our forebears were tortured; ourgrandsonsshall be
Unless we will show them how men may be free.
Haidamaky they call us, forever the same,
And we lay down our lives, caring nothing for
fame.
For the time long has passed when the yoke
pressed us sore :
If a hundred shall fall there are yet thousands
more.
Out of misery's chains the trampled slaves rise,
And to Freedom's bright flag they will lift
dazzled eyes.
Truth and courage for oath, and our Vengeance
for breath—
Haidamaky they call us, men who fear not their
death.