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flK YMPy. TO nOXOBAHTE.HepeKJiaitU.. K.LAST Wfi.J, AND TESTAMENTWhen I die, for my grave raise a high mound of earthIn the limitless steppe, where the cornfields rustleand swayUnder the wide sky of Ukraine, dear land of my birth.Raise it high, on the sliffs rising steep above Dnipro,Mighty river, roaring down and along and away,Growling and foaming over great rocks below.Bury me then. Bury and leave me.Rouse yourselves! Rise, rise, rise!Break and burst through the chains th at fetter andgrieve ye,, In your enemies’ blood your new freedom baptise.When Dnipro has swept our evil enemies’ bloodFrom our land and carried it down to the farblue sea,Then only then will I leave and take flight to God,To pray, and adore him. Until then God will vestrange to me.When you are free,When you are gathered in new liberty,As in one great, united family,With a kind word, quietly spoken, remember me.[1845] C. K. G i f f e y49