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The Tragedie of
H A M L E TPrince of Denmarke.
125 Enter Ghost <againe>. .. 126 {B3} But soft, behold, loe where it comes againe 1.1.126 127 Ile crosse it though it blast mee: stay illusion, {It spreads} 1.1.127 128 If thou hast any sound or vse of voyce, {his armes.} 1.1.128 129 Speake to me, if there be any good thing to be done 1.1.130 130 That may to thee doe ease, and grace to mee, 1.1.132 130 Speake to me. 1.1.132
308 No iocond health that Denmarke drinkes to day, 1.2.125 309 But the great Cannon to the cloudes shall tell. 1.2.126 310 And the Kings rowse the {heauen} <Heauens> shall brute againe, 1.2.127 311 Respeaking earthly thunder; come away. {Florish.} <Exeunt.> {Exeunt all,} 1.2.128 312 <Manet Hamlet> .. 313 Ham. O that this too too {sallied} <solid> flesh would melt, {but Hamlet} 1.2.129 314 Thaw and resolue it selfe into a dewe, 1.2.130
591 And with a larger {tider} <tether> may he walke 1.3.125 592 Then may be giuen you: in fewe Ophelia, 1.3.126 593 Doe not belieue his vowes, for they are brokers 1.3.127 594 Not of {that die} <the eye> which their inuestments showe 1.3.128 595 But meere {imploratotors} <implorators> of vnholy suites 1.3.129 596 Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds 1.3.130 597 The better to {beguide:} <beguile.> this is for all, 1.3.131
817 To tell vs this. 1.5.126 818 Ham. Why right, you are {in the} <i'th'> right, 1.5.126 819 And so without more circumstance at all 1.5.127 820 I hold it fit that we shake hands and part, 1.5.128 821 You, as your busines and {desire} <desires> shall poynt you, 1.5.129 822 For euery man {hath} <ha's> busines and desire 1.5.130 823 Such as it is, and for {my} <mine> owne poore part 1.5.131
1152-3 {Pol.} This in obedience hath my daughter {showne} <shew'd> me, 1154 And more {about} <aboue> hath his {solicitings} <soliciting,> 2.2.126 1155 {E4v} As they fell out by time, by meanes, and place, 2.2.127 1156 All giuen to mine eare. 2.2.128 1157 King. But how hath she receiu'd his loue? 2.2.129 1158 Pol. What doe you thinke of me? 2.2.129 1159 King. As of a man faithfull and honorable. 2.2.130
1978-9 Ham. O God your onely Iigge-maker, what should | a man do but 1979-80 be merry, for looke you how {cheerefully}<cheereful-| ly> my mother lookes, and my 1980-1 father died within's two | howres. 1982 Oph. Nay, tis twice two {months} <moneths> my Lord. 3.2.128 1983-4 Ham. So long, nay then let the deule weare blacke, | for Ile haue a 1984-5 sute of sables; ô heauens, die two {months} <mo-| neths> agoe, and not forgotten yet, 1985-6 then there's hope a | great mans memorie may out-liue his life halfe a
2506 Ham. On him, on him, looke you how pale he glares, 3.4.125 2507 His forme and cause conioynd, preaching to stones 3.4.126 2508 Would make them capable, doe not looke vpon me, 3.4.127 2509 Least with this pittious action you conuert 3.4.128 2510 My stearne effects, then what I haue to doe 3.4.129 2511 Will want true cullour, teares perchance for blood. 3.4.130 2512 {Ger.} <Qu.> To {whom} <who> doe you speake this? 3.4.131
2869 That treason can but peepe to what it would, 4.5.125 2870 Act's little of his will, tell me Laertes 4.5.126 2871 Why thou art thus incenst, let him goe Gertrard. 4.5.127 2872 Speake man. 4.5.128 2873 Laer. {Where is} <Where's> my father? 4.5.129 2874 King. Dead. 4.5.129 2875 Quee. But not by him. 4.5.129
3115 More then in words? 4.7.126 3116 Laer. To cut his thraot i'th Church. 4.7.126 3117 King. No place indeede should murther sanctuarise, 4.7.127 3118 Reuendge should haue no bounds: but good Laertes 4.7.128 3119 Will you doe this, keepe close within your chamber, 4.7.129 3120 Hamlet return'd, shall knowe you are come home, 4.7.130 3121 Weele put on those shall praise your excellence, 4.7.131
3610+16 {Cour. Sir.} 5.2.124 3610+17 {Hora. Ist not possible to vnderstand in another tongue, you will} 5.2.126 3610+18 {doo't sir really.} 5.2.126 3610+19 {Ham. What imports the nomination of this gentleman.} 5.2.128 3610+20 {Cour. Of Laertes.} 5.2.129 3610+21 {Hora. His purse is empty already, all's golden words are spent.} 5.2.131 3610+22 {Ham. Of him sir.} 5.2.132