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 Directly seasons him his enemy, But, orderly to end where I begun, Our wills and fates do so contrary run That our devices still are overthrown, Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own; So think thou wilt no second husband wed, But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead.

P. Queen. Nor earth to me give food nor heaven light! ''Sport and repose lock from me day and night!  To desperation turn my trust and hope!  An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope!'' Each opposite, that blanks the face of joy, ''Meet what I would have well and it destroy!  Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife,'' If once a widow, ever I be wife!

Ham. If she should break it now!

P. King. '''Tis deeply sworn. Sweety leave me here awhile;'' My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile The tedious day with sleep. [Sleeps.

P. Queen. Sleep rock thy brain; And never come mischance between us twain!

[Exit.