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The Tragedie of
H A M L E TPrince of Denmarke.
187 Th'imperiall ioyntresse {to} <of> this warlike state 1.2.9 188 Haue we as twere with a defeated ioy 1.2.10 189 With {an} <one> auspitious, and {a} <one> dropping eye, 1.2.11 190 With mirth in funerall, and with dirdge in marriage, 1.2.12 191 In equall scale waighing delight and dole 1.2.13 192 Taken to wife: nor haue we heerein bard 1.2.14 193 Your better wisdomes, which haue freely gone 1.2.15
376 Ham. {A} <He> was a man take him for all in all 1.2.187 377 I shall not looke vppon his like againe. 1.2.188 378 Hora. My Lord I thinke I saw him yesternight. 1.2.189 379 Ham. saw, who? 1.2.190 380 Hora. My Lord the King your father. 1.2.191 381 Ham. The King my father? 1.2.191 382 Hora. Season your admiration for a while 1.2.192
884 And still your fingers on your lips I pray, 1.5.187 885 The time is out of ioynt, ô cursed spight 1.5.188 886 That euer I was borne to set it right. 1.5.189 887 Nay come, lets goe together. Exeunt. 1.5.190 888 <Actus Secundus.> .. 889 Enter {old} Polonius, {with his man or two} <and Reynoldo>. .. 890 Pol. Giue him {this} <his> money, and these notes Reynaldo. 2.1.1
2055 But what we doe determine, oft we breake, 3.2.187 2056 Purpose is but the slaue to memorie, 3.2.188 2057 Of violent birth, but poore validitie, 3.2.189 2058 Which now {the} <like> fruite vnripe sticks on the tree, 3.2.190 2059 But fall vnshaken when they mellow bee. 3.2.191 2060 Most necessary tis that we forget 3.2.192 2061 To pay our selues what to our selues is debt, 3.2.193
2563 That I essentially am not in madnesse, 3.4.187 2564 But {mad} <made> in craft, t'were good you let him knowe, 3.4.188 2565 For who that's but a Queene, faire, sober, wise, 3.4.189 2566 Would from a paddack, from a bat, a gib, 3.4.190 2567 Such deare concernings hide, who would doe so, 3.4.191 2568 No, in dispight of sence and secrecy, 3.4.192 2569 Vnpeg the basket on the houses top, 3.4.193
2938 For bonny sweet Robin is all my ioy. 4.5.187 2939 Laer. Thought and {afflictions} <Affliction>, passion, hell it selfe 4.5.188 2940 She turnes to fauour and to prettines. 4.5.189 2941 Oph. And wil {a} <he> not come againe, {Song.} 4.5.190 2942 And wil {a} <he> not come againe, 4.5.191 2943 No, no, he is dead, goe to thy death bed, 4.5.193 2944 He neuer will come againe. 4.5.194