The Tale of the Armament of Igor · 1915
Part I · VI. Igor's March
Translated by Leonard A. Magnus (1915)
Then Prince Igor stepped into his golden stirrup, and set out in the open field. The sun barred his way with darkness, night groaned to him; and roused the birds with terror; the shrill tones of beasts aroused him; Div arose crying calls on the tree-top; he commands a hearing from the Unknown Land, the Volga, the sea-border, and the Sula country on the Sea of Azov, Korsun, and thee, thou idol of Tmutarakan.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Anonymous (The Lay of Igor's Campaign). The Tale of the Armament of Igor, Part I · VI. Igor's March. Translated by Leonard A. Magnus. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/work/lay-of-igor-magnus/5/.
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Anonymous (The Lay of Igor's Campaign). The Tale of the Armament of Igor, Part I · VI. Igor's March. Translated by Leonard A. Magnus. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/work/lay-of-igor-magnus/5/.