Copeland's Treasury for Booklovers: A Panorama of English and American Poetry and Prose from the Earliest Times to the Present, Volume 1 |
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The Queen's closet . Enter Queen and POLONIUS . Enter HAMLET . Pol . He will come straight . Look you lay home to him . Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with , And that your Grace hath screen'd and stood between Much heat ...
The Queen's closet . Enter Queen and POLONIUS . Enter HAMLET . Pol . He will come straight . Look you lay home to him . Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with , And that your Grace hath screen'd and stood between Much heat ...
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Queen . What wilt thou do ? Thou wilt not murder me ? Help , help , ho ! Pol . [ Behind . ] What , ho ! help , help , help ! Ham . [ Drawing . ] How now ! A rat ? Dead , for a ducat , dead ! [ Kills Polonius through the arras . ] Pol .
Queen . What wilt thou do ? Thou wilt not murder me ? Help , help , ho ! Pol . [ Behind . ] What , ho ! help , help , help ! Ham . [ Drawing . ] How now ! A rat ? Dead , for a ducat , dead ! [ Kills Polonius through the arras . ] Pol .
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What your gracious figure ? devil was ' t Queen . Alas , he's mad ! That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman- Ham . Do you not come your tardy blind ? son to chide , [ Eyes without feeling , feeling without That , laps'd in time and ...
What your gracious figure ? devil was ' t Queen . Alas , he's mad ! That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman- Ham . Do you not come your tardy blind ? son to chide , [ Eyes without feeling , feeling without That , laps'd in time and ...
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