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Prince of Denmark, III. ii  Pol. And the queen too, and that presently.

Ham. Bid the players make haste.

Will you two help to hasten them?

Exeunt [Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.]

Ham. What, ho! Horatio!

Hor. Here, sweet lord, at your service.

Ham. Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man

As e'er my conversation cop'd withal.

Hor. O! my dear lord,—

Ham. Nay, do not think I flatter;

For what advancement may I hope from thee,

That no revenue hast but thy good spirits

To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flatter'd?

No; let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp,

And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee

Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear?

Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice

And could of men distinguish, her election

Hath seal'd thee for herself; for thou hast been

As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing,

A man that fortune's buffets and rewards

Hast ta'en with equal thanks; and bless'd are those

Whose blood and judgment are so well co-mingled

That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger

To sound what stop she please. Give me that man

That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him

 59 just: balanced

60 cop'd withal: came in contact with

65 candied: flattering

66 pregnant hinges: easily inclined joints

67 thrift: profit

69 election: choice

74 blood: passions

76 stop: a hole in wind instruments for controlling the sound

