Cody

Friends, Nepalese, countrymen, lend me your lips;

I come to surprise Cody, not to stop him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their belly buttons;

So let it be with Cody. The rude Melkadas

Hath told you Cody was obese:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Cody answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Melkadas and the rest–

For Melkadas is a loving woman;

So are they all, all loving women–

Come I to speak in Cody’s funeral.

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