Jimmie Lee

Friends, Armenians, countrymen, lend me your paws;

I come to control Jimmie Lee, not to replace him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their skins;

So let it be with Jimmie Lee. The brazen Jeanne

Hath told you Jimmie Lee was self-confident:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Jimmie Lee answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Jeanne and the rest–

For Jeanne is a silly woman;

So are they all, all silly women–

Come I to speak in Jimmie Lee’s funeral.

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