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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:30:23 GMT
HAMLET
The Mouse-trap. Marry, how? Tropically. This play
is the image of a murder done in Vienna: Gonzago is
the duke's name; his wife, Baptista: you shall see
anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work: but what o'
that? your majesty and we that have free souls, it
touches us not: let the galled jade wince, our
withers are unwrung.
Enter LUCIANUS
This is one Lucianus, nephew to the king.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:30:33 GMT
OPHELIA
You are as good as a chorus, my lord.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:31:01 GMT
HAMLET
I could interpret between you and your love, if I
could see the puppets dallying.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:31:11 GMT
OPHELIA
You are keen, my lord, you are keen.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:31:23 GMT
HAMLET
It would cost you a groaning to take off my edge.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:32:21 GMT
OPHELIA
Still better, and worse.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:32:36 GMT
HAMLET
So you must take your husbands. Begin, murderer;
pox, leave thy damnable faces, and begin. Come:
'the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.'
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:33:07 GMT
LUCIANUS
Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing;
Confederate season, else no creature seeing;
Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected,
With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, thrice infected,
Thy natural magic and dire property,
On wholesome life usurp immediately.
Pours the poison into the sleeper's ears
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:33:19 GMT
HAMLET
He poisons him i' the garden for's estate. His
name's Gonzago: the story is extant, and writ in
choice Italian: you shall see anon how the murderer
gets the love of Gonzago's wife.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:33:29 GMT
OPHELIA
The king rises.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:34:12 GMT
HAMLET
What, frighted with false fire!
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:34:22 GMT
QUEEN GERTRUDE
How fares my lord?
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:34:33 GMT
LORD POLONIUS
Give o'er the play.
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:34:51 GMT
KING CLAUDIUS
Give me some light: away!
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Post by Jonny Fairplay on Dec 11, 2014 20:37:17 GMT
All
Lights, lights, lights!
Exeunt all but HAMLET and HORATIO
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