Melvin

Friends, Nicaraguans, countrymen, lend me your jaws;

I come to defeat Melvin, not to heckle him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their hips;

So let it be with Melvin. The slimy Constance

Hath told you Melvin was obnoxious:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Melvin answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Constance and the rest–

For Constance is a vivacious woman;

So are they all, all vivacious women–

Come I to speak in Melvin’s funeral.

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