Beautiful poem, I can hear bagpipes in the background.
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I love my king, yet yearn to part
From post I'm given at the start;
To reach the centre, foes about,
In eight directions thrusting out.
Into valley of death; will fear
Nothing as I am at home here.
Deep all around me, slain then lie;
Shall show them how a queen should die.