Nelly

Friends, Paraguayans, countrymen, lend me your Adam's apples;

I come to charm Nelly, not to call her.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their bladders;

So let it be with Nelly. The cocky Crystal

Hath told you Nelly was cowardly:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Nelly answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Crystal and the rest–

For Crystal is a self-confident woman;

So are they all, all self-confident women–

Come I to speak in Nelly’s funeral.

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