Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ham. Exctasie?
Ham. My Pulse as yours doth temperately keepe time,
Ham. And makes as healthful Musicke. it is not madnesse
Ham. That I haue vttered; bring me to the Test
Ham. And I the matter will re‑word . which madnesse
Ham. Would gamboll from. Mother, for loue of Grace,
Ham. Lay not a flattering Vnction to your soule,
Ham. That not your trespasse, but my madnesse speakes;
Ham. It will but skin and fme the Vlcerous place,
Ham. Whil'st ranke Corruption mining all within,
Ham. Infects vnseene. Confesse your selfe to Heauen,
Ham. Repent what's past, auoyd what is to come,
Ham. And do not spred the Compost or the Weedes,
Ham. To make them ranke. Forgiue me this my Vertue,
Ham. For in the fatnesse of this pursie times,
Ham. Vertue it selfe, of Vice must pardon begge,
Ham. Yea courb, and woe, for leaue to do him good.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. Oh Hamlet,
Qu. Thou hast cleft my heart in twaine.