Megan

Friends, Venezuelans, countrymen, lend me your abdomens;

I come to astonish Megan, not to play with her.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their horns;

So let it be with Megan. The frightened Rebecca

Hath told you Megan was dumb:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Megan answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Rebecca and the rest–

For Rebecca is a clever woman;

So are they all, all clever women–

Come I to speak in Megan’s funeral.

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