Hamlet: Act 3 Scene 2
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- He poisons him i' th' garden for ’s estate. His name’s Gonzago. The story is extant, and writ in choice Italian. You shall see anon how the murderer gets the love of Gonzago’s wife.
- What, frighted with false fire?
- The king rises.
- Give o'er the play.
- Polonius
- How fares my lord?
- Give me some light, away!
- Lights, lights, lights!
- Horatio
- Half a share.
- Why, let the stricken deer go weep, The hart ungallèd play. For some must watch while some must sleep. So runs the world away.Would not this, sir, and a forest of feathers—if the rest of my fortunes turn Turk with me—with two Provincial roses on my razed shoes, get me a fellowship in a cry of players?
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