Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604)
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Prince of Denmarke.
¶Then trip him that his heels may kick at heauen,
¶And that his soule may be as damnd and black
2370As hell whereto it goes; my mother staies,
Exit.
¶King. My words fly vp, my thoughts remaine belowe
¶Words without thoughts neuer to heauen goe.
Exit.
¶
Enter Gertrard and Polonius.
¶Tell him his prancks haue beene too braod to beare with,
¶Much heate and him, Ile silence me euen heere,
2380Pray you be round.
¶
Enter Hamlet.
¶Ger. Ile wait you, feare me not,
¶With-drawe, I heare him comming.
2385Ham. Now mother, what's the matter?
¶Ham. Mother, you haue my father much offended.
2390Ger. Why how now Hamlet?
¶Ham. What's the matter now?
¶Ger. Haue you forgot me?
¶You are the Queene, your husbands brothers wife,
2395And would it were not so, you are my mother.
¶Ger. What wilt thou doe, thou wilt not murther me,
¶Helpe how.
¶Pol. What how helpe.
¶Ham. How now, a Rat, dead for a Duckat, dead.
¶Ham, Nay I knowe not, is it the King?
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