Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604)
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Prince of Denmarke.
¶But soft, behold, loe where it comes againe
It spreads
his armes.
¶Speake to me, if there be any good thing to be done
130That may to thee doe ease, and grace to mee,
Speake to me.
¶If thou art priuie to thy countries fate
¶Which happily foreknowing may auoyd
O speake:
¶Or if thou hast vphoorded in thy life
¶Extorted treasure in the wombe of earth
¶Bar. Tis heere.
140Hor. Tis heere.
¶Mar. Tis gone.
¶To offer it the showe of violence,
¶For it is as the ayre, invulnerable,
145And our vaine blowes malicious mockery.
¶Vpon a fearefull summons; I haue heard,
¶The Cock that is the trumpet to the morne,
¶Awake the God of day, and at his warning
¶Whether in sea or fire, in earth or ayre
¶Th'extrauagant and erring spirit hies
¶To his confine, and of the truth heerein
155This present obiect made probation.
¶Mar. It faded on the crowing of the Cock.
¶Wherein our Sauiours birth is celebrated
¶This bird of dawning singeth all night long,
¶No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charme
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So