Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gho. I could a Tale vnfold, whose lightest word
Gho. Would harrow vp thy soule, freeze thy young blood,
Gho. Make thy two eyes like Starres, start from their Spheres,
Gho. Thy knotty and combined locks to part,
Gho. And each particular haire to stand an end,
Gho. Like Quilles vpon the fretfull Porpentine:
Gho. But this eternall blason must not be
Gho. To eares of flesh and bloud; list Hamlet, oh list,
Gho. If thou didst euer thy deare Father loue.
Ham. Ham.
Ham. Oh Heauen!
Gho. Gho.
Gho. Reuenge his foule and most vnnaturall Murther.
Ham. Murther?
Ghost. Ghost.
Ghost. Murther most foule, as in the best it is;
Ghost. But this most foule, strange, and vnnaturall.
Ham. Hast, hast me to know it,