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Prince of Denmark, IV. v

Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes,

And dupp'd the chamber door;

Let in the maid, that out a maid

Never departed more."

King. Pretty Ophelia!

Oph. Indeed, la! without an oath, I'll make an end on 't:

By Gis and by Saint Charity,

Alack, and fie for shame!

Young men will do 't, if they come to 't;

By Cock they are to blame.

Quoth she, before you tumbled me,

You promis'd me to wed.

So would I ha' done, by yonder sun,

An thou hadst not come to my bed."

King. How long hath she been thus?

Oph. I hope all will be well. We must be

patient: but I cannot choose but weep, to think

they should lay him i' the cold ground. My

brother shall know of it: and so I thank you

for your good counsel. Come, my coach! Good-

night, ladies; good-night, sweet ladies; good-

night, good-night.

King. Follow her close; give her good watch, I pray you.

O! this is the poison of deep grief; it springs

All from her father's death. O Gertrude, Gertrude!

When sorrows come, they come not single spies,

But in battalions. First, her father slain;

Next, your son gone; but he most violent author

Of his own just remove: the people muddied,

 54 dupp'd: opened

59 by Gis: by Jesus

62 Cock: perversion of 'God' in oaths

81 remove: removal

muddied: confused in mind

