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Why did you snatch the sword from my hand? Give it back, my friend, give it back so that I may strike a blow to my heart! Why do you keep me from the noose? Nurse
 But if I should let you go to your death when you are out of your mind, what then?
Alas for my fate! Where is the flame of fire my heart longs for? Where shall I leap from a cliff either along the sea or in the mountain woods  so that I may die and those below may take me in their care?