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Talbot
Plebian
Posts: 27 Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:58 PM
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This is a sad day. I will keep his family in my prayers.
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Purple
Senator
Posts: 331Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:53 PM |
as a bard, I have no words. All I can see is his smiles. | | |
Asbjorn
Centurion
Posts: 444Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:47 PM |
I'll see what I have, Brannos...
For now, I leave this one here... to remember.
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"Wake early if you want another man's life or land. No lamb for the lazy wolf. No battle's won in bed." - The Havamal | | |
Brannos
Dux Draconis Magnus
Posts: 5093Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:45 PM |
Anyone that has pictures of Sarnac please send them to Brannos@midrealm.org. I would like to put up a memorial page so we can all remember the Sarnacs life on not dwell on the sadness of how short it was.
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Adrielle
Celtic Oar Puller
Posts: 61Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:37 PM |
I will remember him for his love of and dedication to family. My heart and thoughts go out to Jolecia and Amber and the rest of thier family.
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fidelis ad fineum | | |
Pellinor
Plebian
Posts: 110Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:28 PM |
He was a good man.
I don't how else to say it. | | |
Dilan
Centurion
Posts: 1063Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:20 PM |
I don't even have words.
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WilliamCampion
Plebian
Posts: 150Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:20 PM |
Merde.  | | |
Shyla
Legionnaire
Posts: 211Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:19 PM |
I'm searching for words... watch over us, beloved Bobby. Your love is apparent in your wife's eyes and your little girl's smile. You were truly a kind spirit, ever smiling and gracious. You will be sorely, sorely missed. We will do our best to take care of Jo and Amber in your absence. You touched many lives, your spirit will endure through all of us. Will we toast to you now, as you have done for others, so many late nights at the Gaelic League.
Blessed be, Sarnac, Jolecia and Amber.
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Wife to Donas
Mother to Mikhaila
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Asbjorn
Centurion
Posts: 444Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:15 PM |
I truly wish I couldnt feel anything right now
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Alonzio
Legionnaire
Posts: 55Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:11 PM |
I am sad for his lovely wife and daughter, that I only heard him talk proudly (I never met them).
All of my memories of him start with him yelling my name and then seeing him come to give me a big bear hug.
I am so glad for those memories and so sad that I will not get another to start that way from him. No more new stories to tell about a great man.
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AngusofDarkmoon
Drommenstrengsal
Posts: 770Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:08 PM |
To praise thy life or wail thy worthy death,
And want thy wit,—thy with high,
pure, divine,—
Is far beyond the power of mortal line,
Nor any one hath worth that draweth breath ;
Yet rich in zeal (though poor in learning's lore),
And friendly care obscured in secret breast,
And love that envy in thy life suppressed,—
Thy dear life done,—and death hath doubled more.
And I, that in thy time and living state
Did only praise thy virtues in my thought,
As one that seeld the rising sun hath sought,
With words and tears now wail thy timeless fate.
Drawn was thy race aright from princely line ;
Nor less than such, by gifts that nature gave,—
The common mother that all creatures have,—
Doth virtue show, and princely lineage shine.
A king gave thee thy name ; a kingly mind,—
That God thee gave,—who found it now too dear
For this base world, and hath resumed it near
To sit in skies, and sort with powers divine.
Kent thy birth-days, and Oxford held thy youth;
The heavens made haste, and stayed nor years nor time;
The fruits of age grew ripe in thy first prime ;
Thy will, thy words ; thy words the seals of truth.
Great gifts and wisdom rare employed thee thence,
To treat from kings with those more great than kings ;
Such hope men had to lay the highest things
On thy wise youth, to be transported hence.
Whence to sharp wars sweet honour did thee call,
Thy country's love, religion, and thy friends ;
Of worthy men the marks, the lives, and ends,
And her defence, for whom we labour all.
There didst thou vanquish shame and tedious age,
Grief, sorrow, sickness, and base fortune's might ;
Thy rising day saw never woeful night,
But passed with praise from off this worldly stage.
Back to the camp by thee that day was brought,
First thine own death ; and after, thy long fame ;
Tears to the soldiers ; the proud Castilian's shame ;
Virtue expressed, and honour truly taught.
What hath he lost that such great grace hath won
Young years for endless years, and hope unsure
Of fortune's gifts for wealth that still shall dure :
O happy race, with so great praises run !
England doth hold thy limbs, that bred the same ;
Flanders thy valour, where it last was tried
The camp thy sorrow, where thy body died ;
Thy friends thy want ; the world thy virtue's fame ;
Nations thy wi ; our minds lay up thy love ;
Letters thy learning ; thy loss years long to come ;
In worthy hearts sorrow hath made thy tomb ;
Thy soul and spright enrich the heavens above.
Thy liberal heart embalmed in grateful tears,
Young sighs, sweet sighs, sage sighs, bewail thy fall ;
Envy her sting, and spite hath left her gall ;
Malice herself a mourning garment wears.
That day their Hannibal died, our Scipio fell,—
Scipio, Cicero, and Petrarch of our time ;
Whose virtues, wounded by my worthless rhyme,
Let angels speak, end heaven thy praises tell.
An Epitaph ~Sir Walter Raleigh
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Sue
Caesar
Posts: 900Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 05:04 PM |
Warrior,
Leader,
Counselor,
Friend,
This list could go on forever and never capture the essence of what you meant to us Sarnac. God Speed. You will be deeply missed.
Sue & Jen
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Ad suum quemque aequum est quaestum esse callidum - It is only right that every one should be alive to his own advantage (Plautus)
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Kamory
Plebian
Posts: 40Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 04:58 PM |
My heart goes out to Jo and Amber. I can't begin to imagine what they are going through. | | |
LordThailin
Posts: 1Posted:
Dec 04, 2006 - 04:57 PM |
I was that whch others did not want to be.
I went where others feared to go
And did what others failed to do.
I asked nothing from those who gave nothing.
And reluctantly accept the though of
Eternal loneliness....Should I fail.
I have seen the face of terror,
Felt the stinging cold of fear,
And enjoyed the sweet taste of a moment's love.
I have cried, pained, and hoped,
But most of all, I have lived times
Others would say were best forgotten.
At least someday I will be able to say
That I was proud of what I was ......
A soldier.
I will miss you my friend more then any words can ever hope to express...
Gods speed my friend. | | |
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