Hamlet (Quarto 1, 1603)
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Prince of Denmarke.
¶For bonny sweete Robin is all my ioy.
¶Ofel. Nay Loue, I pray you make no words of this now:
And you a downe a, t'is a the Kings daughter
2790To morrow is saint Valentines day,
All in the morning betime,
¶And a maide at your window,
To be your Valentine:
¶The yong man rose, and dan'd his clothes,
And dupt the chamber doore,
¶Let in the maide, that out a maide
Neuer departed more.
¶Nay I pray marke now,
¶Away, and fie for shame:
¶Yong men will doo't when they come too't
¶By cocke they are too blame.
2800Quoth she, before you tumbled me,
¶You promised me to wed.
¶So would I a done, by yonder Sunne,
¶If thou hadst not come to my bed.
So God be with you all, God bwy Ladies.
2950God bwy you Loue.
exit Ofelia.
¶Lear. Griefe vpon griefe, my father murdered,
king Content you good Leartes for a time,
2960.1Although I know your griefe is as a floud,
¶Brimme full of sorrow, but forbeare a while,
¶And thinke already the reuenge is done
2963.1To bury griefe within a tombe of wrath,
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