Friends, Panamanians, countrymen, lend me your biceps;
I come to aggravate Logan, not to fight with him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their veins;
So let it be with Logan. The fierce Stephanie
Hath told you Logan was dumb:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Logan answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Stephanie and the rest–
For Stephanie is a monstrous woman;
So are they all, all monstrous women–
Come I to speak in Logan’s funeral.
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