Good night, sweet Jedi, noble, wise, and true.So gentle was he, and too quickly gone.O Fate, what hast thou brought into my life—How shall I live when all I love have died?Yet all things die, and all things pass away,And all is like the sweeping of the starsAs one doth pass through lightspeed’s rapid blaze.We know ’tis true: no mortal does not knowThat all are born to feed insatiate death.But O, what grief we meet along the way:The knowledge something beautiful is lost,The deep regret for all unspoken words—Profound remorse for healing never giv’n.To wish to hold the dead one’s hand again,To picture a love’s smile, and know it gone:These are the pains that human life doth bring,The heartache and the thousand nat’ral shocksThat flesh is heir to. Death shall not be tam’d,It shall not lose its victory or sting,Yet it shall never have the best of usIf in our living we have truly liv’d.To love with bliss, to fight for righteousness,To heed adventure’s call, to cry with joy,To laugh amidst life’s greatest heights and depths:This is the living that doth conquer death,So e’en though it shall come, we shall not fear’t.These lessons let my master’s death teach me,That my life shall esteem his memory.R2-D2[ aside:] O gift of Fate, that he my master is![ To Luke:] Beep, meep, beep, whistle, meep, beep, whistle, squeak!LukeI cannot face the future by myself,What shall I do, R2? I am alone—The only Jedi left to bear the name.It may be this responsibilityIs far too great for such a one as I.How can I bear the burden by myself?
EnterGHOST OF OBI-WAN KENOBI.
Obi-WanNay, not alone, for Yoda always shallRemain with thee.Luke—My soul, ’tis Obi-Wan![ Aside:] Now e’en though he of ghostly matter’s made,He shall anon give answer for his words.[ To Obi-Wan:] Good Ben, it warms my heart to see thee here,Yet I must ask thee to explain thyself—Pray, wherefore hast thou not reveal’d the thingThat thou didst know? Thou said’st my father hadBy Vader been betray’d and murderèd.Ne’er hast thou said that he my father is!Obi-Wan