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They made the place too hot for lin,

 For they set fire to Moscow; To get there had cost him much ado, And then no better course he knew, While the fields were green and the sky

 was blue,

 Morhleu! Parhleu Than to march back again from Moscow. The Russians they stuck close to him,

 All on the Road from Moscow; There " as Tormazow and Gomaiow, And all the others that end in oe; Raieisky and Neverefsky,

 And all the others that end in efsky; Schamscheff, Soucbosanef and Schepeleh, And all the others that end in ef; Wasiltschekoff, Kostomarof and Iehoglo- And all the others that end ino of; Milaradovitch and Jaladovitch and ka-

 ratchkowteh,

 And all the others that end in itch; oscharofFsky and Rostoasky and kaztich

 kotfsky,

 And all the others that end in ofshy; And last of all an Admiral came, A terrible man with a terrible name. A name which you all must know very well Nobody can speak and nobody can spell; And Platoff he play'd them off, And Markotf he mark'd them of, And Iutchh off he touch'd them off, And Kutnsof he cut them off, And Woronzolf he worried them off, And Dochtoroff he doctor'd them off, And Rodinof he fogg'd them of. They stuck close to them with all their

 might,

 They were on the left and on the right, Behind and before, by day and by night; Nap would rather barley vous than fght

 But barley vous would no more do,

 Morbleu. Parbleu For they remember'd Moscow Ano then came on tine ffrust s,Ii,i snow

 All on the road from Moscow; The Emperor Nap found as he went, That Ae was not quite 0mnipotent; And worse and worse the weather grew, The fields were so white and the sky so blue,

 Morbleu Ventrebleu What terrible journey from Moscow The devil take the hindmost.

 All on the road from Moscow Qnoth Nap, who thought II small delight, To fight all day and freeze all night; And SC, not knowing what else to do, When the felds were so white and the sky

 so niue,

 Morhieu Parbleu EEe stose away tell you true, hli by himself from Moscow.