Hamlet (Modern, based on the First Folio)
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Enter Hamlet.
¶Hamlet Safely stowed.
Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
2635RosencrantzWhat have you done, my lord, with the dead body?
¶Hamlet Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin.
¶Hamlet Do not believe it.
2640Rosencrantz Believe what?
¶Hamlet That I can keep your counsel and not mine ¶own. Besides, to be demanded of a sponge, what ¶replication should be made by the son of a king?
¶Rosencrantz Take you me for a sponge, my lord?
2645Hamlet Ay, sir, that soaks up the King's countenance, his ¶rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the King ¶best service in the end: he keeps them like an apple in ¶the corner of his jaw, first mouthed to be last swallowed. ¶When he needs what you have gleaned, it is but 2650squeezing you, and, sponge, you shall be dry again.
¶Rosencrantz I understand you not, my lord.
¶Hamlet I am glad of it. A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear.
¶Guildenstern A thing, my lord?
Exeunt.
