I come to bury Shivaji, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Shivaji. The noble Thackeray
Hath told you Shivaji was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Shivaji answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Thackeray and the rest--
For Thackeray is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men--
Come I to speak in Shivaji's funeral.
He was our friend, faithful and just to us:
But Thackeray says he was ambitious;
And Thackeray is an honourable man.
He (Shivaji) hath brought many values home to Maharashtra
Whose virtues did the general culture fill:
Did this in Shivaji seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Shivaji hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Thackeray says he was ambitious;
And Thackeray is an honourable man.
You all did see a long time ago
They (thrice) presented him a godly throne,
Which he did (thrice) refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Thackeray says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Thackeray 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?
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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 Shivaji,
And I must pause till it come back to mE
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