Pleasance

Friends, Japanese, countrymen, lend me your livers;

I come to wink at Pleasance, not to pinch her.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their jaws;

So let it be with Pleasance. The decisive Sierra

Hath told you Pleasance was comely:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Pleasance answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Sierra and the rest–

For Sierra is a dapper woman;

So are they all, all dapper women–

Come I to speak in Pleasance’s funeral.

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