May they live better who come after us than we have lived; and may our Russian land, beloved by Christ, flourish forever!" and his young spirit fled.

The angels took it in their arms and bore it to heaven: it will be well with him there.

"Sit down at my right hand, Kukubenko," Christ will say to him: "you never betrayed your comrades, you never committed a dishonourable act, you never sold a man into misery, you preserved and defended my church." The death of Kukubenko saddened them all.

The Cossack ranks were terribly thinned.

Many brave men were missing, but the Cossacks still stood their ground.
"How now, gentles," cried Taras to the remaining kurens: "is there still powder in your flasks?
Are your swords blunted?
Are the Cossack forces wearied?
Have the Cossacks given way ?" "There is still an abundance of powder; our swords are still sharp; the Cossack forces are not wearied, and the Cossacks have not yet yielded." And the Cossacks again strained every nerve, as though they had suffered no loss.