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Vaktus;
Only be patient till we have appeased
The multitude, beside themselves with fear,
And then we will deliver you the cause,
Why I, that did love Y'Shaarj when I struck him,
Have thus proceeded.
LeaderOfCrossroads;
I doubt not of your wisdom.
Let each man render me his bloody hand:
First, Vaktus, will I shake with you;
Next, AstroChemistry, do I take your hand;
Now, NitroStrike, yours: now yours, FourPapa1;
Yours, 888min1; and, my valiant Yugitastic, yours;
Though last, not last in love, yours, good Dyabolic.
Gentlemen all,--alas, what shall I say?
My credit now stands on such slippery ground,
That one of two bad ways you must conceit me,
Either a coward or a flatterer.
That I did love thee, Y'Shaarj, O, 'tis true:
If then thy spirit look upon us now,
Shall it not grieve thee dearer than thy death,
To see thy thy LeaderOfCrossroads making her peace,
Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes,
Most noble! in the presence of thy corse?
Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds,
Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood,
It would become me better than to close
In terms of friendship with thine enemies.
Pardon me, King! Here wast thou bay'd, brave hart;
Here didst thou fall; and here thy hunters stand,
Sign'd in thy spoil, and crimson'd in thy lethe.
O world, thou wast the forest to this hart;
And this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee.
How like a deer, strucken by many princes,
Dost thou here lie!
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