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Yazar: Adam Mickiewicz

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"O stupid, stupid idiots! Whoever dances, you will pay the piper.
So long as the discussion was over the resurrection of Poland and
had to do with the public weal, idiots, all this time you
quarrelled! It was impossible, idiots, either to debate, idiots,
or to get order among you, or to put a leader over you, idiots!
But let any one raise his private grudges, idiots, then
straightway you agree! Get out of here! for, as my name is
Maciek, I wish you to millions, hundreds of hundreds of thousands
of waggons of hogsheads, of drays of devils!!!"

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