Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Let him demand his fill.
Laer. Laer.
Laer. How came he dead? Ile not be Iuggel'd with.
Laer. To hell Allegeance: Vowes, to the blackest diuell.
Laer. Conscience and Grace, to the profoundest Pit.
Laer. I dare Damnation: to this point I stand,
Laer. That both the worlds I giue to negligence,
Laer. Let come what comes: onely Ile be reueng'd
Laer. Most throughly for my Father.
King. King.
King. Who shall stay you?
Laer. My Will, not all the world,
Laer. And for, my meanes, Ile husband them so well,
Laer. They shall go farre with little.
King. Good Laertes:
King. If you desire to know the certaintie
King. Of your deere Fathers death, if writ in your reuenge,
King. That Soop‑stake you will draw both Friend and Foe,