Cede the wherefores and do na chide,
Maybe I am peenging - ween of joy;
Cede the wherefores and do na chide -
Thrawn and slab of leer I hold thee, and yore was 'gal.
Riddance,
Sith the one. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/t/theatre_of_tragedy/samantha.html ]