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ht and affliction,[32] passion, hell itself, She turns to favour and to prettiness. _Oph._ _And will he not come again?_ _And will he not come again?_ _No, no, he is dead_, _Gone to his death-bed_, _He never will come again._ _His beard was white as snow_, _All flaxen was his poll:_ _He is gone, he is gone_, _And we cast away moan:_ _Heaven 'a mercy on his soul!_ And of all christian souls, I pray Heaven. Heaven be wi' you. [_Exit_ OPHELIA, R.C., QUEEN _following._] _Laer._ Do you see this, O Heaven? _King._ (L.C.) Laertes, I must commune with your grief,[33] Or you deny me right. Be you content to lend your patience to us, And we shall jointly labour with your soul To give it due content. _Laer._ (R.C.) Let this be so; His means of death, his obscure funeral,-- No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his bones,[34] No noble rite nor formal ostentation,-- Cry to be heard,[35] as 'twere from heaven to earth, That I must call't in question. _King._ So you shall; And where the offence is let the great axe fall.[36] How now! what news? _Enter_ BERNARDO (R.H.C.) _Ber._ (C.) Letters, my lord, from Hamlet: This to your majesty; this to the Queen. _King._ From Hamlet! who brought them? _Ber._ Sailors, my lord, they say; I saw them not. _King._ Laertes, you shall hear them.-- Leave us. [_Exit_, L.H.C.] [Reads.] _High and mighty, You shall know I am set naked on your kingdom.[37] To morrow shall I beg leave to see your kingly eyes: when I shall, first asking your pardon thereunto, recount the occasion of my sudden and more strange return._ HAMLET. What should this mean? Are all the rest come back? Or is it some abuse, and no such thing? _Laer._ (R.) Know you the hand? _King._ (L.) 'Tis Hamlet's character:[38] _Naked,--_ And in a postscript here, he says, _alone_. Can you advise me? _Laer._ I am lost in it, my lord. But let him come; It warms the very sickness in my heart, That I shall live and tell him to his teeth, _Thus diddest thou_. _King._ If it be so, Laertes, Will you be rul'd by me? _Laer._ Ay, my lord; So you will not o'er-rule me to a peace. _King._ To thine own peace. Some two months since, Here was a gentleman of Nor
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