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The Tragedie of
H A M L E TPrince of Denmarke.
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. 1.2.257 460 <Scena Tertia.> 461 Enter Laertes, and {Opheliahis Sister} <Ophelia>. 462 Laer. My necessaries are {inbarckt,} <imbark't;> farwell, 1.3.1 463 And sister, as the winds giue benefit 1.3.2 464 And {conuay, in} <Conuoy is> assistant doe not sleepe 1.3.3
1500 With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sonnes, 2.2.458 1501 Bak'd and empasted with the parching streetes 2.2.459 1502 That lend a tirranus and {a} damned light 2.2.460 1503 To their {Lords murther} <vilde Murthers>, rosted in wrath and fire, 2.2.461 1504 And thus ore-cised with coagulate gore, 2.2.462 1505 With eyes like Carbunkles, the hellish Phirrhus 2.2.463 1506 Old grandsire Priam seekes; {so proceede you}. 2.2.464