Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pol. Be you and I behinde an Arras then,
Pol. Marke the encounter: If he loue her not,
Pol. And be not from his reason falne thereon;
Pol. Let me be no Assistant for a State,
Pol. And keepe a Farme and Carters.
King. King.
King. We will try it.
King. Enter Hamlet reading on a Booke.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. But looke where sadly the poore wretch
Qu. Comes reading.
Pol. Pol.
Pol. Away I do beseech you, both away,
Pol. Ile boord him presently.
Pol. Exit King & Queen.
Pol. Oh giue me leaue. How does my good Lord Hamlet?
Ham. Ham.
Ham. Well, God‑a‑mercy.
Pol. Do you know me, my Lord?