Hamlet (Quarto 1, 1603)
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Prince of Denmarke.
¶The bird of dawning singeth all night long,
¶The nights are wholesome, then no planet frikes,
¶No Fairie takes, nor Witch hath powre to charme,
¶So gratious, and so hallowed is that time.
¶Hor. So haue I heard, and doe in parte beleeue it:
¶Walkes ore the deaw of yon hie mountaine top,
¶Breake we our watch vp, and by my aduise,
¶Let vs impart what wee haue seene to night
¶Vnto yong Hamlet: for vpon my life
170This Spirite dumbe to vs will speake to him:
¶As needefull in our loue, fitting our duetie?
¶Marc. Lets doo't I pray, and I this morning know,
¶
Enter King, Queene, Hamlet, Leartes, Corambis,
¶Nephew to olde Norway, who impudent
¶And bed-rid, scarcely heares of this his
¶Yong good Cornelia, and you Voltemar
¶For bearers of these greetings to olde
Norway, giuing to you no further personall power
Then those related articles do shew:
¶Farewell, and let your haste commend your dutie.
220King. Wee doubt nothing, hartily farewel:
¶And now Leartes, what's the news with you?
¶Lea. My gratious Lord, your fauorable licence,
231.1Now that the funerall rites are all performed,
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