Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Polon. You muft must not take for fire. For this time Daughter,
Polon. Be somewhat scanter of your Maiden presence;
Polon. Set your entreatments at a higher rate,
Polon. Then a command to parley. For Lord Hamlet,
Polon. Beleeue so much in him, that he is young,
Polon. And with a larger tether may he walke,
Polon. Then may be giuen you. In few, Ophelia,
Polon. Doe not beleeue his vowes; for they are Broakers,
Polon. Not of the eye, which their Inuestments show:
Polon. But meere implorators of vnholy Sutes,
Polon. Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds,
Polon. The better to beguile. This is for all:
Polon. I would not, in plaine tearmes, from this time forth,
Polon. Haue you so slander any moment leisure,
Polon. As to giue words or talke with the Lord Hamlet:
Polon. Looke too't, I charge you; come your wayes.
Ophe. Ophe.
Ophe. I shall obey my Lord.
Ophe. Exeunt.
Ophe. [Act 1, Scene 4]