Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ham. ter my Mother had not borne me. I am very prowd, re
Ham. uengefull, Ambitious, with more offences at my becke,
Ham. then I haue thoughts to put them in imagination, to giue
Ham. them shape, or time to acte them in. What should such
Ham. Fel
Ham. The Tragedie of Hamlet.
Ham. Fellows as I do crawling between heaven and Earth.
Ham. We are arrant knaues all, beleeue none of vs. Goe thy
Ham. wayes to a Nunnery. Where's your Father?
Ophe. Ophe.
Ophe. At home, my Lord.
Ham. Ham.
Ham. Let the doores be shut vpon him, that he may
Ham. play the Foole no way, but in's owne house. Farewell.
Ophe. O helpe him, you sweet Heauens.
Ham. If thou doest Marry, Ile giue thee this Plague
Ham. for, thy Dowrie. Be thou as chast as Ice, as pure as Snow,
Ham. thou shalt not escape Calumny. Get thee to a Nunnery.