Excerpt from For Freedom Ragged Heroes From the Hungarian of Alexander Petofi. Rendered Into English Verse by Alice Stone Blackwell. I, too, could dress my verses up In rhymes and metres fair, As fits when we go visiting In fashion's pomp and glare. But my thoughts are not idle youths Who for amusement live, To go, in gloves and well-curled locks, Calls to receive and give. No sword rings now, no cannon booms Dim rust has quenched their rage; Yet war goes on; instead of swords, Ideas the battle wage. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.

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