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Kemalettin Kamu (1901-1948)
Does anyone cry halt, or bar the way? Whose are these waters, whose these men in arms?
By the banks of the Maritza My horse bent its head; A rifle-shot, the Bulgar, The Grek, ten steps ahead.
Stop, my horse, like a query! Bend your head to the stream, Look at the yellow Tunja, Of the great Danube, dream! (Translated by Bernard Lewis, 101Poems by 101Poets An Anthology of Turkish Poetry)
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