Zack

Friends, Nepalese, countrymen, lend me your palms;

I come to mess with Zack, not to frustrate him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their chins;

So let it be with Zack. The contented Juan

Hath told you Zack was masculine:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Zack answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Juan and the rest–

For Juan is an exuberant man;

So are they all, all exuberant men–

Come I to speak in Zack’s funeral.

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