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The battle is fought and won / By King Ladislaus the Hun, / In fire of hell and death's frost, / On the day of Pentecost. / And in rout before his path / From the field of battle red / Flee all that are not dead / Of the army of Amurath.
In the darkness of the night / Iskander, the pride and boast / Of that mighty Othman host, / With his routed Turks, takes flight / From the battle fought and lost / On the day of Pentecost; / Leaving behind him dead / The army of Amurath, / The vanguard as it led, / The rearguard as it fled, / Mown down in the bloody swath / Of the battle's aftermath.