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From "The Tragedy of Sombra" by Twilight Sparkle:

 

HOPE: "Turn, Tartarus hound! Turn!"

 

SOMBRA: "Of all mares else I have avoided thee,  

But get thee back... My soul is too much charged  

With blood of thine already..."

 

HOPE: "I have no words!  

My voice is in my sword, thou bloodier villain  

Than terms can give thee out!!!"

 

**Hope charges forward but Sombra knocks her to the ground with a magical blast**

 

SOMBRA: "Thou losest labour...  

As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air  

With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed,  

Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests;  

I bear a charmed life, which must not yield  

To one of mare born..."

 

HOPE: "Despair thy charm,  

And let the angel whom thou still hast served  

Tell thee, Radiant Hope was from her mother's womb  

Untimely ripped!"

 

SOMBRA: "Accursed be that tongue that tells me so,  

For it hath cow'd my better part of stallion!  

And be these juggling fiends no more believed,  

That palter with us in a double sense,  

That keep the word of promise to our ear,  

And break it to our hope... I'll not fight with thee..."

 

HOPE: "Then yield thee... coward!  

And live to be the show and gaze of the time!  

We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are,  

Painted on a pole, and underwrit,  

'Here may you see the tyrant!'"

 

SOMBRA: "I WILL NOT YIELD!!!  

To kiss the ground before Celestia's hooves,  

And to be baited with the rabble's curse!  

Though the Elements of Harmony be come to the Crystal Empire,  

And thou opposed, being of no mare born,  

Yet I will try the last! Before my body  

I throw my warlike shield! Lay on, Radiant Hope,  

And damn'd be the one that first cries, 'Hold, enough!'"