Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kin. For Art and exercise in your defence;
Kin. And for your Rapier most especiallyͤ,
Kin. That he cryed out, t'would be a sight indeed,
Kin. If one could match you Sir. This report of his
Kin. Did Hamlet so envenom with his Enuy,
Kin. That he could nothing doe but wish and begge,
Kin. Your sodaine comming ore to play with him;
Kin. Now out of this.
Laer. Laer.
Laer. Why out of this, my Lord?
Kin. Kin.
Kin. Laertes was your Father deare to you?
Kin. Or are you like the painting of a sorrow,
Kin. A face without a heart?
Laer. Why aske you this?
Kin. Not that I thinke you did not loue your Father,
Kin. But that I know Loue is begun by Time:
Kin. And that I see in passages of proofe,