Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Palon. This aboue all; to thine owne selfe be true:
Palon. And it must follow, as the Night the Day,
Palon. Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Palon. Farewell: my Blessing season this in thee.
Laer. Laer.
Laer. Most humbly doe I take my leaue, my Lord.
Polon. Polon.
Polon. The time inuites you, goe, your seruants send.
Laer. Farewell Ophelia, and remember well
Laer. What I haue said to you.
Ophe. Ophe.
Ophe. Tis in my memory lockt,
Ophe. And you your selfe shall keepe the key of it.
Laer. Farewell.
Laer. Exit Laer.
Polon. What ist Ophelia he hath said to you?