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Prince of Denmark, IV. v

Queen. What would she have?

Gent. She speaks much of her father; says she hears

There's tricks i' the world; and hems, and beats her heart;

Spurns enviously at straws; speaks things in doubt,

That carry but half sense: her speech is nothing,

Yet the unshaped use of it doth move

The hearers to collection; they aim at it,

And botch the words up fit to their own thoughts;

Which, as her winks, and nods, and gestures yield them,

Indeed would make one think there might be thought,

Though nothing sure, yet much unhappily.

Hor. 'Twere good she were spoken with, for she may strew

Dangerous conjectures in ill-breeding minds.

Queen. Let her come in.

To my sick soul, as sin's true nature is,

Each toy seems prologue to some great amiss:

So full of artless jealousy is guilt,

It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

Oph. Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark?

Queen. How now, Ophelia!

 5 tricks: deceptions

6 Spurns: kicks

enviously: spitefully

in doubt: ambiguous

8 unshaped: artless

9 collection: inference

aim: guess

11 yield them: bring her words forth

13 nothing: not at all

much: very

15 ill-breeding: plotting ill

18 great amiss: calamity

19 artless: unskilful

20 spills: ruins

S. d. Cf. n.

