Friends, Kenyans, countrymen, lend me your hooves;
I come to frighten Heidi, not to scare her.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their ribs;
So let it be with Heidi. The sassy Travis
Hath told you Heidi was slimy:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Heidi answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Travis and the rest–
For Travis is a rugged man;
So are they all, all rugged men–
Come I to speak in Heidi’s funeral.
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