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I will explain that to you, how it stands:—

The Austrian has a country, ay, and loves it, And has good cause to love it—but this army, That calls itself the Imperial, this that houses Here in Bohemia, this has none—no country; This is an outcast of all foreign lands, Unclaim'd by town or tribe, to whom belongs Nothing except the universal sun. And this Bohemian land for which we fight— [Loves not the master whom the chance of war, Not its own choice or will, hath given to it. Men murmur at the oppression of their conscience, And power hath only awed but not appeased them; A glowing and avenging mem'ry lives Of cruel deeds committed on these plains; How can the son forget that here his father Was hunted by the blood-hound to the mass? A people thus oppress'd must still be feared, Whether they suffer or avenge their wrongs.]