[WoW] Eulogy for the Rogue Class

Friends, Rogues, Azerothians, lend me your ears;
I come to bury the Rogue class, not to praise it;
The ganking that Rogues do lives after them,
The good is oft interréd with their class,
So let it be with Rogues…. The noble Drysc
Hath told you Rogues were ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath the Rogues answered it….
Here, under leave of Drysc and the rest,
(For Drysc is an honourable man;
So are they all; all honourable men)
Come I to speak in the Rogues' funeral….
It was my class, faithful and just to me:
But Drysc says we are ambitious;
And Drysc is an honourable man….
We hath brought many accounts home to Blizzard,
Whose purchase did the general coffers fill:
Did this in the Rogues seem ambitious?
When that the Devs have nerfed, Rogues hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Drysc says we are ambitious;
And Drysc is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the forums
We were thrice told, or more, that our class was strong,
Which we did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Drysc says it was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Drysc spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love playing Rogues once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then to mourn for Rogues?
O judgement! thou art fled to brutish Devs,
And men have lost their reason…. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with our class,
And I must pause till it come back to me.