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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:26:14 GMT
Player King
'Faith, I must leave thee, love, and shortly too;
My operant powers their functions leave to do:
And thou shalt live in this fair world behind,
Honour'd, beloved; and haply one as kind
For husband shalt thou--
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:26:25 GMT
Player Queen
O, confound the rest!
Such love must needs be treason in my breast:
In second husband let me be accurst!
None wed the second but who kill'd the first.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:26:53 GMT
HAMLET
[Aside] Wormwood, wormwood.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:27:21 GMT
Player Queen
The instances that second marriage move
Are base respects of thrift, but none of love:
A second time I kill my husband dead,
When second husband kisses me in bed.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:27:32 GMT
Player King
I do believe you think what now you speak;
But what we do determine oft we break.
Purpose is but the slave to memory,
Of violent birth, but poor validity;
Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the tree;
But fall, unshaken, when they mellow be.
Most necessary 'tis that we forget
To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt:
What to ourselves in passion we propose,
The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
The violence of either grief or joy
Their own enactures with themselves destroy:
Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament;
Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident.
This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange
That even our loves should with our fortunes change;
For 'tis a question left us yet to prove,
Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love.
The great man down, you mark his favourite flies;
The poor advanced makes friends of enemies.
And hitherto doth love on fortune tend;
For who not needs shall never lack a friend,
And who in want a hollow friend doth try,
Directly seasons him his enemy.
But, orderly to end where I begun,
Our wills and fates do so contrary run
That our devices still are overthrown;
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own:
So think thou wilt no second husband wed;
But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:27:45 GMT
Player Queen
Nor earth to me give food, nor heaven light!
Sport and repose lock from me day and night!
To desperation turn my trust and hope!
An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope!
Each opposite that blanks the face of joy
Meet what I would have well and it destroy!
Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife,
If, once a widow, ever I be wife!
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:27:56 GMT
HAMLET
If she should break it now!
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:28:09 GMT
Player King
'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile;
My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile
The tedious day with sleep.
Sleeps
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:28:23 GMT
Player Queen
Sleep rock thy brain,
And never come mischance between us twain!
Exit
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:28:35 GMT
HAMLET
Madam, how like you this play?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:28:45 GMT
QUEEN GERTRUDE
The lady protests too much, methinks.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:29:01 GMT
HAMLET
O, but she'll keep her word.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:29:12 GMT
KING CLAUDIUS
Have you heard the argument? Is there no offence in 't?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:29:24 GMT
HAMLET
No, no, they do but jest, poison in jest; no offence
i' the world.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:30:06 GMT
KING CLAUDIUS
What do you call the play?
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