A Refusal

A Refusal.

Sith Fortune favours not,
  and all things backward go,
And sith your mind hath so decreed,
  to make an end of woe,
Sith now is no redress,
  but hence I must away,
Farewell, I waste no vainer words,
  I hope for better day.
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