Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ham. New lighted on a heauen‑kissing hill:
Ham. A Combination, and a forme indeed,
Ham. Where euery God did seeme to set his Seale,
Ham. To giue the world assurance of a man.
Ham. This was your Husband. Looke you now what followes.
Ham. Heere is your Husband, like a Mildew'd eare
Ham. Blasting his wholsom breath. Haue you eyes?
Ham. Could you on this faire Mountaine leaue to feed,
Ham. And batten on this Moore? Ha? Haue you eyes?
Ham. You cannot call it Loue: For at your age,
Ham. The hey‑day in the blood is tame, it's humble,
Ham. And waites vpon the Iudgement: and what Iudgement
Ham. Would step from this, to this? What diuell was't,
Ham. That thus hath cousend yon at hoodman‑blinde?
Ham. O Shame! where is thy Blush? Rebellious Hell,
Ham. If thou canst mutine in a Matrons bones,
Ham. To flaming youth, let Vertue be as waxe,
Ham. And melt in her owne fire. Prodaime no shame,
Ham. When the compulsiue Ardure giues the charge,
Ham. Since Frost it selfe, as actiuely doth burne,