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 Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear, Where little fears grow greats great love grows there.

P. King.  'Faith, I must leave thee Jove, and shortly too; My operant powers their functions leave to do; And thou shalt live in this fair world behind, Honour'd, beloved; and haply one as kind For husband shalt thou—

P. Queen. Oh, confound the rest! Such love must needs be treason in my breast; In second husband let me be accurst! None wed the second but who kill'd the first.

Ham. [Aside.] Wormwood, wormwood!

P. Queen. The instances that second marriage move Are base respects of thrifty but none of love; A second time I kill my husband dead,  When second husband kisses me in bed.

P. King. I do believe you think what now you speak, But what we do determine oft we break. Purpose is but the slave to memory,