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[TOWN CRIER:]
Hear ye hear ye!
The lady Helena has committed a sin.
Now death lies on her like an untimely frost upon the sweetest flower of all the field...
Translate to:
[TOWN CRIER:]
Hear ye hear ye!
The lady Helena has committed a sin.
Now death lies on her like an untimely frost upon the sweetest flower of all the field...