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Come, for the third, Laertes: you but dally;I pray you, pass with your best violence; I am afeard you make a wanton of me.
Say you so? come on.
O, I die, Horatio;The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit:I cannot live to hear the news from England;But I do prophesy the election lightsOn Fortinbras: he has my dying voice;So tell him, with the occurrents, more and less,Which have solicited. The rest is silence.
He is justly served;It is a poison temper'd by himself.Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet:Mine and my father's death come not upon thee,Nor thine on me. (dies)
Ophelia falls into the creek and drowns to be later found by a shepherd
Hamlet and Laertes go through 3 rounds of sword fighting
Laertes is killed by Hamlet but not before he scratches Hamlet with the poisoned tip of the sword
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