MAZEPPA.
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“She came with mother and with sire—840
“What need of more?—I will not tire
“With long recital of the rest,
“Since I became the Cossacks’ guest:
“They found me senseless on the plain—
“They bore me to the nearest hut—
“They brought me into life again—
“Me—one day o’er their realm to reign!
“Thus the vain fool who strove to glut
“His rage, refining on my pain,
“Sent me forth to the wilderness,850
“Bound, naked, bleeding, and alone,
“To pass the desert to a throne,—
“What mortal his own doom may guess?—
“Let none despond, let none despair!
“To-morrow the Borysthenes
“May see our coursers graze at ease
“Upon his Turkish bank,—and never
“Had I such welcome for a river
