Friends, Saudis, countrymen, lend me your ankles;
I come to frustrate Minnie, not to replace her.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their feet;
So let it be with Minnie. The sinister Barb
Hath told you Minnie was freakish:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Minnie answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Barb and the rest–
For Barb is an amiable woman;
So are they all, all amiable women–
Come I to speak in Minnie’s funeral.
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