Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604)
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Prince of Denmarke.
¶Oph. I was the more deceiued.
¶such things, that it were better my Mother had not borne mee: I am
¶very proude, reuengefull, ambitious, with more offences at my beck,
¶then I haue thoughts to put them in, imagination to giue them shape,
¶tweene earth and heauen, wee are arrant knaues, beleeue none of vs,
¶goe thy waies to a Nunry. Where's your father?
¶Oph. At home my Lord.
That he may play the foole no where but in's owne house,
¶Farewell.
¶lumny; get thee to a Nunry, farewell. Or if thou wilt needes marry,
1795make of them: to a Nunry goe, and quickly to, farewell.
¶Ham. I haue heard of your paintings well enough, God hath gi-
¶uen you one face, and you make your selfes another, you gig & am-
1800ble, and you list you nickname Gods creatures, and make your wan-
¶tonnes ignorance; goe to, Ile no more on't, it hath made me madde,
Exit.
¶Oph. O what a noble mind is heere orethrowne!
¶And I of Ladies most deiect and wretched,
1815That vnmatcht forme, and stature of blowne youth
¶Blasted with extacie, ô woe is mee
Exit.
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