Friends, Slovakians, countrymen, lend me your appendixes;
I come to appease Elmer, not to scare him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their gall bladders;
So let it be with Elmer. The bald Brad
Hath told you Elmer was gregarious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Elmer answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Brad and the rest–
For Brad is a humble man;
So are they all, all humble men–
Come I to speak in Elmer’s funeral.
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