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  • Title: Hamlet (Quarto 1, 1603)
  • Textual editor: Eric Rasmussen
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-434-9

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    Author: William Shakespeare
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    Hamlet (Quarto 1, 1603)

    The Tragedy of Hamlet
    545 Thou can st not then be false to any one,
    Farewel, my ble s sing with thee.
    Lear. I humbly take my leaue, farewell Ofelia,
    And remember well what I haue said to you. exit.
    Ofel. It is already lock't within my hart,
    And you your selfe shall keepe the key of it.
    Cor. What i' st Ofelia he hath saide to you?
    555 Ofel. Somthing touching the prince Hamlet.
    Cor. Mary wel thought on, t'is giuen me to vnder stand,
    That you haue bin too prodigall of your maiden presence
    560 Vnto Prince Hamlet, if it be so,
    560 As so tis giuen to mee, and that in waie of caution
    I mu st tell you; you do not vnder stand your selfe
    So well as befits my honor, and your credite.
    565 Ofel. My lord, he hath made many tenders of his loue
    to me.
    Cor. Tenders, I, I, tenders you may call them.
    580 Ofel. And withall, such earne st vowes.
    Cor. Springes to catch woodcocks,
    What, do not I know when the blood doth burne,
    How prodigall the tongue lends the heart vowes,
    In briefe, be more scanter of your maiden presence,
    575 Or tendring thus you'l tender mee a foole.
    Ofel. I shall obay my lord in all I may.
    602.1 Cor. Ofelia, receiue none of his letters,
    "For louers lines are snares to intrap the heart;
    "Refuse his tokens, both of them are keyes
    To vnlocke Cha stitie vnto De sire;
    Come in Ofelia, such men often proue,
    601.1 "Great in their wordes, but little in their loue.
    Ofel. I will my lord. exeunt.
    Enter Hamlet, Horatio, and Marcellus.
    Ham. The ayre bites shrewd; it is an eager and
    605 An nipping winde, what houre i' st?
    Hor. I think it lacks of twelue, Sound Trumpets.
    Mar. No, t'is strucke.
    Hora.