9 quotes
Cursing, the emperor releases his soul,
Which his body held so proudly in life.
The Siege of Sziget (1647)
"Bloodsucking selendek, despoiler of the world,
The hour of your greed has come."
The Siege of Sziget (1647)
Courage is sweet on the lips of a man,
But is great and terrible in fatal trial.
The Siege of Sziget (1647)
As the flaming brushfire, when meeting reeds,
As the swift floodwater, when rushing from a mountain;
In such ferocity is Zrínyi bedecked.
The Siege of Sziget (1647)
Where are you now, world-destroying nations?
Where are you, earth-devouring terrible hordes?
The Siege of Sziget (1647)
O Fortune! I fling no reproaches at thee,
For thou hast been gentle and gen'rous to me.
The Siege of Sziget (1647)
Fegyvert, s vitézt éneklek.
Arms, and heroes I sing!
That same Suleiman’s mighty arm,
He at whose saber Europe trembled.
The Siege of Sziget (1647)
I, who once with youthful mind
Played with love’s sweet verse, ...
Arms, and heroes I sing!
The Siege of Sziget (1647)