An Honorable Man

For Sessions is an honourable man;

So are they all, all honourable men–

Come I to speak in McCain’s funeral.

He was my friend, faithful and just to me:

But Sessions says he was ambitious;

And Sessions is an honourable man.

He hath brought many captives home to Rome

Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:

Did this in McCain seem ambitious?

When that the poor have cried, McCain hath wept:

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:

Yet Sessions says he was ambitious;

And Sessions is an honourable man.

You all did see that on the Lupercal

I thrice presented him a kingly crown,

Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?

Yet Sessions says he was ambitious;

And, sure, he is an honourable man.

I speak not to disprove what Sessions spoke,

But here I am to speak what I do know.

You all did love him once, not without cause:

What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?

O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,

And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;

My heart is in the coffin there with McCain,

And I must pause till it come back to me.