Friends, Filipinos, countrymen, lend me your kneecaps;
I come to ignore Angie, not to block her.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their chins;
So let it be with Angie. The wizened Evelyn
Hath told you Angie was cowardly:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Angie answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Evelyn and the rest–
For Evelyn is a tired woman;
So are they all, all tired women–
Come I to speak in Angie’s funeral.
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