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Mr. Tadeusz
By RadoVsky
Mr. Tadeusz is polish book from eighteenth century. Author is Adam Mickiewicz. In this toturial i will just let you read part of it. It was created while Poland was under occupation. I hope you'll like it. Enjoy.
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Category: Achievements, Characters, Classes, Co-op, Crafting, Game Modes, Gameplay Basics, Loot, Maps or Levels, Modding or Configuration, Multiplayer, Secrets, Story or Lore, Trading, Walkthroughs, Weapons, Workshop
Languages: English
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19 Dec, 2021 @ 12:20pm
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Book one
The Master's Return - First meeting in the room, second meeting at the table - Important Seoul
the science of politeness - Subcommittee political remarks on the mods - The beginning of the dispute of Kusy and Sokół - Wojski's regrets - Last Janitor Tribunal - A glance at the political situation in Lithuania and Europe.

O Lithuania ! My homeland! You are as good health,
Only the one who lost you can judge his former wealth,
Today, all your beauty and sublimity I view,
And, seeing it, I depict it, because I yearn for you!
O Holy Virgin , who shelters our bright Częstochowa,
And shines in Ostra Brama! You, who look around,
The Nowogródek castle and protect its faithful people,
Once healed me, a sick child, by a miracle!
When my mother gave me under Your care crying,
My dead eyelid opened again without dying,
And soon, I could walk to Your temple’s threshold,
To thank God for the life that now I can hold
Thus, by a miracle, You will bring us home,
Meanwhile, please, bear my yearning soul,
To those woodland hillocks, to those meadows, green and gleaming,
Spread wide along each side of the blue-flowing Niemen,
To those fields with various grain painted,
With wheat gilded, and with rye silvered
Where the amber mustard, buckwheat white as snow,
Where clover flowers with maidenly blushes grow,
And all as if girded with a ribbon made of green balks,
Upon which, quiet pear trees spread in few flocks.
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Very_Person 22 Dec, 2021 @ 2:03pm 
Dlaczego ?
Alex Turner BF 21 Dec, 2021 @ 2:25am 
you have my salute my comrades
Doc.Bro 20 Dec, 2021 @ 4:41pm 
Most impressive.