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The prince, it seems, struck since his brother's death,
With what he hinted with his dying breath,
And told by others now of all they knew,
Had instantly determined what to do;
And from a mingled feeling, which he strove
To hide no longer from his taught self-love,
Of sorrow, shame, resentment, and a sense
Of justice owing to that first offence,
Had, on the day preceding, written word
To the old duke of all that had occurred.
"And though I shall not," (so concluded he)
"Otherwise touch thine age's misery,
"Yet as I would that both one grave should hide,
"Which can, and must not be, where I reside,
"'Tis fit, though all have something to deplore,
"That he, who joined them once, should keep to part no more."
With what he hinted with his dying breath,
And told by others now of all they knew,
Had instantly determined what to do;
And from a mingled feeling, which he strove
To hide no longer from his taught self-love,
Of sorrow, shame, resentment, and a sense
Of justice owing to that first offence,
Had, on the day preceding, written word
To the old duke of all that had occurred.
"And though I shall not," (so concluded he)
"Otherwise touch thine age's misery,
"Yet as I would that both one grave should hide,
"Which can, and must not be, where I reside,
"'Tis fit, though all have something to deplore,
"That he, who joined them once, should keep to part no more."
