Hamlet Act 5
Act 5 Scene 1
What, the fair Ophelia?
Thou pray'st not well. I prithee take thy fingers form my throat, For, though I am not spenitive and rash, yet have I in me something dangerous, Which let thy wisdom fear. Hold off thy hand.
The devil take thy soul!
Let Hercules himself do what he may, The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.
This grave shall have a living monument. An hour of quiet shortly shall we see; thill then in patience our proceeding be.
Act 5 Scene 2
Give me your pardon, sir. I have done you wrong. But pardon't, as you are a gentleman…I here proclaim was madness.
I am satisfied in nature. Whose motive in this case should stir me most To my revenge.
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