Władysław Tarnowski,
Ode in honour of Zouaves immortal
“ And from graves will rise the white – And as the spirit of storm in the group of glitters Will be till morning gone mad! Because on voice of thunders strength of Zouaves [3] It'll refulminate [4] into a soldier , That it will be led clouds of storms As Zouave which in the grave spends the night! ”
