Alisa

Friends, Tibetans, countrymen, lend me your heels;

I come to grab Alisa, not to talk to her.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their fingers;

So let it be with Alisa. The attractive Evette

Hath told you Alisa was amiable:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Alisa answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Evette and the rest–

For Evette is a mindless woman;

So are they all, all mindless women–

Come I to speak in Alisa’s funeral.

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