Friends, conservatives, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury the The Republican party, not to praise them;
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones,
So let it be with the Republicans…. The noble Harry Reid
Hath told you the Republicans were corrupt:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously will the Republicans answer it….
Here, under leave of Harry Reid and the rest,
(For Harry Reid is an honourable man;
So are they all; all honourable men and women)
Come I to speak in the Republican's funeral…
The Republican party was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Harry Reid says they are corrupt;
And Harry Reid is an honourable man….
The Republican tax cuts hath brought many revenues home to Washington,
Whose revenues did the general coffers fill:
Did in this the Republicans seem corrupt?
When that the citizens cried and jumped from burning towers, the Republicans hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Harry Reid says they are corrupt;
And Harry Reid is an honourable man.
You all did see that on several different occasions,
with usurpers and invaders crossing into our territories to take our riches (and possibly kill our citizens),
Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi presented them with compromises that would have
increased the Republican popularity with the usurpers and invaders (but not stemmed their tide),
Which they did refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Harry Reid says they are corrupt;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Harry Reid spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love them once, and reproved that love in 2002 and 2004, and not without cause:
What cause withholds you then to mourn for them now?
O judgement! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason…. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with the Republicans,
And I must pause till it come back to me.
But yesterday the word of the Republicans might
Have stood against the terrorists of the world; now lie them there.
And none so poor to do them reverence. Who will stand against the terrorists now?
O masters, if I were disposed to stir
Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,
I should do Harry Reid wrong, and Nancy Pelosi wrong,
Who, you all know, are most honourable:
I will not do them wrong; I rather choose
To wrong the dead Republicans, to wrong myself and you,
Than I would wrong such honourable men.
But here's a parchment with the seal of the Republicans;
I found it not in the media, but hidden in a closet, 'tis the Republicans will:
Let but the commons hear this testament--
Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read...
Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up
To such a sudden flood of mutiny.
They that have done this deed are honourable:
What private griefs they have, alas, I know not,
That made them do it: they are wise and honourable,
And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:
I am no orator, as John Kerry is;
But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man,
That love my friends; and that they know full well
That gave me public leave to speak of them:
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,
To stir men's blood: I only speak right on;
I tell you that which you yourselves do know;
Show you the Republican's sweet wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
And bid them speak for me: but were I John Kerry,
And John Kerry me, there would be a person who
could ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue
In every wound of the Republican's that should move
The stones of the citizens to rise and mutiny.
Why, friends, you go to do you know not what:
Wherein hath the Republican's thus deserved your loves?
Alas, you know not: I must tell you then:
You have forgot the will I told you of.
Here is the will, and under the Republican's seal:
To every citizen they give, to increase the personal wealth of several rather than few,
a reduction in the taxes payed to the federal state.
Moreover, they hath left you more employment and lower interest rates on your homes;
On this side of the Rio Grande, they hath left you a fence to stem the tide of usurpers and invaders,
And, though the struggle has just begun, in lands far off and strange,
a grand effort by the noble Legions of this country to rid the world of the terrorist scourge, so that you and your heirs, for ever, may walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here were the Republicans! When comes such another?