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For Mahault and Berend van der Eych, on the Occasion of their Authorzations
July 12, 2002

Cruel fate that took me from the field that day

The right to bear witness to thy triumphs

Stolen, Lost

For reasons that bore false fruit

Yet thy deeds to me described by jubilant iron brethren

And my faith and love did put me there

In the glinting flash of metal

In the wooden crack of shields

In the noble hearts of my friends

I watched without seeing

Was there without being

Joy and sorrow one

For what this day was done

That I alone did not chance to see

Did not chance to be as you had been for me

But my heart sings with your hearts

My sword longs to strike as your swords strike

My shield to stand between you, beside you

Our bond as fighters binds us together

Our bond as friends binds us forever

My brother and my sister