Tot Zwynfort zag men nieuwe blyken,
Var onze edele Heldenschaar,
Kyzertyke armêe moest wyken,
Want onze jaagers en Huzaar,
Vervolgde haar van alle kant.
Met sabel en pistool in de hand.
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