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Loretta

Friends, Laotians, countrymen, lend me your kidneys;

I come to reassure Loretta, not to date her.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their paws;

So let it be with Loretta. The bad Francisco

Hath told you Loretta was pigeon-toed:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Loretta answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Francisco and the rest–

For Francisco is a confident man;

So are they all, all confident men–

Come I to speak in Loretta’s funeral.

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