You tell me then that I must perish
like the flowers that I cherish.
Nothing remaining of my name,
nothing remembered of my fame?
But the gardens I planted still are young –
the songs I sang will still be sung!
As recited by Huexotzin, Prince of Texcoco in “Aztec“, a novel by Gary Jennings.

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