Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Qu. Qu.
Qu. As kill a King?
Ham. Ham.
Ham. I Lady, 'twas my word.
Ham. Thou wretched, rash, intruding foole farewell,
Ham. I tooke thee for thy Betters, take thy Fortune,
Ham. Thou find'st to be too busie, is some danger.
Ham. Leaue wringing of your hands, peace, sit you downe,
Ham. And let me wring your heart, for so I shall
Ham. If it be made of penetrable stuffe;
Ham. If damned Custome haue not braz'd it so,
Ham. That it is proofe and bulwarke against Sense.
Qu. What haue I done, that thou dar'st wag thy tong,
Qu. In noise so rude against me?
Ham. Such an Act
Ham. That blurres the grace and blush of Modestie,
Ham. Cals Vertue Hypocrite, takes off the Rose
Ham. From the faire forehead of an innocent loue,