Dani

Friends, Slovakians, countrymen, lend me your chins;

I come to arrest Dani, not to speak to her.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their foreheads;

So let it be with Dani. The carefree Dustin

Hath told you Dani was crazy:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Dani answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Dustin and the rest–

For Dustin is a homely man;

So are they all, all homely men–

Come I to speak in Dani’s funeral.

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