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The sword, which my lord had gilded on, ought by right to avenge his death. I will not longer consume myself in distress, in prayer, and vain desire." THE SWORD WHICH MY LORD HAD GILDED ON OUGHT BY RIGHT TO AVENGE HIS DEATH I WILL NOT LONGER CONSUME MYSELF IN DISTRESS IN PRAYER AND VAIN DESIRE
. "Alas," she says, "my lord, unhappy thou, thou who never hadst a peer; for in thee was beauty seen and prowess was made manifest; wisdom had given thee its heart, and largess set a crown upon thee, without which no one is esteemed. But what did I say? A grievous mistake I made in uttering the word which has killed my lord--that fatal poisoned word for which I must justly be reproached; and I recognise and admit that no one is guilty but myself; I alone must be blamed for this." Then fainting she falls upon the ground, and when she later sat up again, she only moans again the more: "God, what shall I do, and why live on? Why does Death delay and hesitate to come and seize me without respite? Truly, Death holds me in great contempt! Since Death does not deign to take my life, I must myself perforce achieve the vengeance for my sinful deed. Thus shall I die in spite of Death, who will not heed my call for aid. Yet, I cannot die through mere desire, nor would complaining avail me aught.   LAP THEN SHE BEGINS HER DOLE ANEW ALAS SHE SAYS MY LORD UNHAPPY THOU THOU WHO NEVER HAST APPEARED FOR IN THEE WAS BEAUTY SEEN AND PROWESS WAS MADE MANIFEST WISDOM HAD GIVEN THEE ITS HEART AND LARGESSE SET A CROWN UPON THEE WITHOUT WHICH NO ONE IS ESTEEMED BUT WHAT DID I SAY A GRIEVOUS MISTAKE I MADE IN UTTERING THE WORD WHICH HAS KILLED MY LORD THAT FATAL POISONED WORD FOR WHICH I MUST JUSTLY BE REPROACHED AND I RECOGNIZE AND ADMIT THAT NO ONE IS GUILTY BUT MYSELF I ALONE MUST BE BLAMED FOR THIS THEN FAINTING SHE FALLS UPON THE GROUND AND WHEN SHE LATER SAT UP AGAIN SHE ONLY MOANS AGAIN THE MORE GOD WHAT SHALL I DO AND WHY LIVE ON WHY DOES DEATH DELAY AND HESITATE TO COME AND SEIZE ME WITHOUT RESPITE TRULY DEATH HOLDS ME IN GREAT CONTEMPT SINCE DEATH DOES NOT DEIGN TO TAKE MY LIFE I MUST MYSELF PERFORCE ACHIEVE THE VENGEANCE FOR MY SINFUL DEED THUS SHALL I DIE IN SPITE OF DEATH WHO WILL NOT HEED MY CALL FOR AID YET I CANNOT DIE THROUGH MERE DESIRE NOR WOULD COMPLAINING AVAIL ME AUGHT 
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