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. 1.] [Footnote 7: 'wherein Necessity, beggared of material, will not scruple to whisper invented accusations against us.'] [Footnote 8: --the name given to a certain small cannon--perhaps charged with various missiles, hence the better figuring the number and variety of 'sorrows' he has just recounted.] [Footnote 9: _This line not in Q._] [Footnote 10: Note that the king is well guarded, and Hamlet had to lay his account with great risk in the act of killing him.] [Footnote 11: _border, as of cloth_: the mounds thrown up to keep the sea out. The figure here specially fits a Dane.] [Footnote 12: I do not know whether this word means _pitiless_, or stands for _impetuous_. The _Quarto_ has one _t_.] [Page 202] Then young _Laertes_, in a Riotous head,[1] Ore-beares your Officers, the rabble call him Lord, And as the world were now but to begin, Antiquity forgot, Custome not knowne, The Ratifiers and props of euery word,[2] [Sidenote: 62] They cry choose we? _Laertes_ shall be King,[3] [Sidenote: The cry] Caps, hands, and tongues, applaud it to the clouds, _Laertes_ shall be King, _Laertes_ King. _Qu_. How cheerefully on the false Traile they cry, [Sidenote: _A noise within_.] Oh this is Counter you false Danish Dogges.[4] _Noise within. Enter Laertes_[5]. [Sidenote: _Laertes with others_.] _King_. The doores are broke. _Laer_. Where is the King, sirs? Stand you all without. [Sidenote: this King? sirs stand] _All_. No, let's come in. _Laer_. I pray you giue me leaue.[6] _All_. We will, we will. _Laer_. I thanke you: Keepe the doore. Oh thou vilde King, giue me my Father. _Qu_. Calmely good _Laertes_. _Laer_. That drop of blood, that calmes[7] [Sidenote: thats calme] Proclaimes me Bastard: Cries Cuckold to my Father, brands the Harlot Euen heere betweene the chaste vnsmirched brow Of my true Mother.[8] _Kin_. What is the cause _Laertes_, That thy Rebellion lookes so Gyant-like? Let him go _Gertrude_: Do not feare[9] our person: There's such Diuinity doth hedge a King,[10] That Treason can but peepe to what it would, Acts little of his will.[11] Tell me _Laertes_, [Footnote 1: _Head_ is a rising or gathering of people--generally rebellious, I think.] [Footnote 2: Antiquity and Custom.] [Footnote 3: This refers to the election o
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