Dani

Friends, Indonesians, countrymen, lend me your backs;

I come to pulverize Dani, not to quiet her.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their chins;

So let it be with Dani. The sleek Sandi

Hath told you Dani was elderly:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Dani answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Sandi and the rest–

For Sandi is an energetic woman;

So are they all, all energetic women–

Come I to speak in Dani’s funeral.

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