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The Tragedie of
H A M L E TPrince of Denmarke.
453 Ile visite you. 1.2.252 454 All. Our dutie to your honor. Exeunt. 1.2.252 455 Ham. Your {loues} <loue>, as mine to you, farwell. 1.2.253 456 My fathers spirit (in armes) all is not well, 1.2.254 457 I doubt some foule play, would the night were come, 1.2.255 458 Till then sit still my soule, {fonde} <foule> deedes will rise 1.2.256 459 Though all the earth ore-whelme them to mens eyes. Exit. 1.2.257
1495 Black as his purpose did the night resemble, 2.2.453 1496 When he lay couched in {th'omynous} <the Ominous> horse, 2.2.454 1497 Hath now this dread and black complection smeard, 2.2.455 1498 With {heraldy} <Heraldry> more dismall head to foote, 2.2.456 1499 Now is he {totall} <to take> Gules horridly trickt 2.2.457 1500 With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sonnes, 2.2.458 1501 Bak'd and empasted with the parching streetes 2.2.459