Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ham. Enter King, Rosincrance, and Guildensterne.
King. King.
King. I like him not, nor stands it safe with vs,
King. To let his madnesse range. Therefore prepare you,
King. I your Commission will forthwith dispatch,
King. And he to England shall along with you:
King. The termes of our estate, may not endure
King. Hazard so dangerous as doth hourely grow
King. Out of his Lunacies.
Guild. Guild.
Guild. We will our selues prouide:
Guild. Most holie and Religious feare it is
Guild. To keepe those many many bodies safe
Guild. That liue and feede vpon your Maiestie.
Rosin. Rosin.
Rosin. The single
Rosin. And peculiar life is bound
Rosin. With all the strength and Armour of the minde,
Rosin. To keepe it selfe from noyance: but much more,
Rosin. That Spirit, vpon whose spirit depends and rests