Manfred

Friends, Kazakhstanis, countrymen, lend me your little toes;

I come to cover Manfred, not to control him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their hips;

So let it be with Manfred. The fearless Alisa

Hath told you Manfred was noxious:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Manfred answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Alisa and the rest–

For Alisa is an annoying woman;

So are they all, all annoying women–

Come I to speak in Manfred’s funeral.

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