Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ham. That are but Mutes or audience to this acte:
Ham. Had I but time (as this fell Sergeant death
Ham. Is strick'd in his Arrest) oh I could tell you.
Ham. But let it be: Horatio, I am dead,
Ham. Thou liu'st, report me and my causes right
Ham. To the vnsatisfied.
Hor. Hor.
Hor. Neuer beleeue it.
Hor. I am more an Antike Roman then a Dane:
Hor. Heere's yet some Liquor left.
Ham. Ham.
Ham. As th'art a man, giue me the Cup.
Ham. Let go, by Heauen Ile haue't.
Ham. Oh good Horatio, what a wounded name,
Ham. (Things standing thus vnknowne) shall liue behind me.
Ham. If thou did'st euer hold me in thy heart,
Ham. Absent thee from felicitie a while,
Ham. And in this harsh world draw thy breath in paine,
Ham. To tell my Storie.
Ham. March afarre off, and shout within.