Friends, Singaporeans, countrymen, lend me your egos;
I come to rebuff Abbie, not to ostracize her.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their wrists;
So let it be with Abbie. The homely Triffid
Hath told you Abbie was noxious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Abbie answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Triffid and the rest–
For Triffid is a generous woman;
So are they all, all generous women–
Come I to speak in Abbie’s funeral.
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