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Rodney

Friends, Laotians, countrymen, lend me your spinal cords;

I come to aggravate Rodney, not to forget him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their skins;

So let it be with Rodney. The disgusting Chuck

Hath told you Rodney was attractive:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Rodney answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Chuck and the rest–

For Chuck is a statuesque man;

So are they all, all statuesque men–

Come I to speak in Rodney’s funeral.

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