The Trisword: a remembrance

Friends, Romans, dungeoneers, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Trisword, not to praise it.
The damage items do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their rust;
So let it be with Trisword. The noble Lujo
Hath told you Trisword was imbalanced:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Trisword answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Lujo and the rest--
For Lujo is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men--
Come I to speak in Trisword's funeral.
It was my tool, faithful and just to me:
But Lujo says it was imbalanced;
And Lujo is an honourable man.
He hath brought many bosses home to Rome
Whose trophies did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Trisword seem imbalanced?
When that no potion was quaffed, Trisword grew not:
Imbalance should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Lujo says it was imbalanced;
And Lujo is an honourable man.
(I hope Lujo is not offended; he was hardly the only one calling for nerfs, but I had to pick on someone, and his name scans nicely.)
I come to bury Trisword, not to praise it.
The damage items do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their rust;
So let it be with Trisword. The noble Lujo
Hath told you Trisword was imbalanced:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Trisword answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Lujo and the rest--
For Lujo is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men--
Come I to speak in Trisword's funeral.
It was my tool, faithful and just to me:
But Lujo says it was imbalanced;
And Lujo is an honourable man.
He hath brought many bosses home to Rome
Whose trophies did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Trisword seem imbalanced?
When that no potion was quaffed, Trisword grew not:
Imbalance should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Lujo says it was imbalanced;
And Lujo is an honourable man.
(I hope Lujo is not offended; he was hardly the only one calling for nerfs, but I had to pick on someone, and his name scans nicely.)