06-25-2003, 01:25 PM
An exert from Decard Cain's Diary kept when held captive in Tristram
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"I am hoisted in the air, and jabbed with pointy pointed pointing sticks by vicious monsters, with nothing to talk to apart from a rather smelly Griswold-the only thought keeping me alive is that my love, Charsi, will come and rescue me from this ruin, and I can tell Warriv of my great deeds ,such as telling a zombie to go away, and poke fun at Gheed"
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"I am hoisted in the air, and jabbed with pointy pointed pointing sticks by vicious monsters, with nothing to talk to apart from a rather smelly Griswold-the only thought keeping me alive is that my love, Charsi, will come and rescue me from this ruin, and I can tell Warriv of my great deeds ,such as telling a zombie to go away, and poke fun at Gheed"
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What is this life if, full of care
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.