Friends, Kosovoans, countrymen, lend me your appendixes;
I come to disparage Gladys, not to embarrass her.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their heads;
So let it be with Gladys. The zany Norman
Hath told you Gladys was selfish:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Gladys answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Norman and the rest–
For Norman is an obedient man;
So are they all, all obedient men–
Come I to speak in Gladys’s funeral.
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