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My necessaries are embarked. Farewell.
And, sister, as the winds give benefit
And convoy is assistant, do not sleep
But let me hear from you.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keep
As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,
Do not — as some ungracious pastors do —
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whilst, like a puffed and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.

Most humblly do I take my leave, my lord


Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well What I have said to you.

Yet here, Laertes! Aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stayed for. There, my blessing with thee. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,

– And has given countenance to his speech, my lord, With almost all the holy vows of heaven.

Marry, well bethought. 'Tis told me he has very oft of late Given private time to you, and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. If it be so — as so 'tis put on me, And that in way of caution — I must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behoves my daughter and your honor. What is between you? Give me up the truth.

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My necessaries are embarked. Farewell.
And, sister, as the winds give benefit
And convoy is assistant, do not sleep
But let me hear from you.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keep
As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,
Do not — as some ungracious pastors do —
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whilst, like a puffed and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.

Most humblly do I take my leave, my lord


Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well What I have said to you.

Yet here, Laertes! Aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stayed for. There, my blessing with thee. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,

– And has given countenance to his speech, my lord, With almost all the holy vows of heaven.

Marry, well bethought. 'Tis told me he has very oft of late Given private time to you, and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. If it be so — as so 'tis put on me, And that in way of caution — I must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behoves my daughter and your honor. What is between you? Give me up the truth.

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My necessaries are embarked. Farewell.
And, sister, as the winds give benefit
And convoy is assistant, do not sleep
But let me hear from you.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keep
As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,
Do not — as some ungracious pastors do —
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whilst, like a puffed and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.

Most humblly do I take my leave, my lord


Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well What I have said to you.

Yet here, Laertes! Aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stayed for. There, my blessing with thee. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,

– And has given countenance to his speech, my lord, With almost all the holy vows of heaven.

Marry, well bethought. 'Tis told me he has very oft of late Given private time to you, and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. If it be so — as so 'tis put on me, And that in way of caution — I must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behoves my daughter and your honor. What is between you? Give me up the truth.

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My necessaries are embarked. Farewell.
And, sister, as the winds give benefit
And convoy is assistant, do not sleep
But let me hear from you.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keep
As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,
Do not — as some ungracious pastors do —
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whilst, like a puffed and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.

Most humblly do I take my leave, my lord


Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well What I have said to you.

Yet here, Laertes! Aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stayed for. There, my blessing with thee. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,

– And has given countenance to his speech, my lord, With almost all the holy vows of heaven.

Marry, well bethought. 'Tis told me he has very oft of late Given private time to you, and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. If it be so — as so 'tis put on me, And that in way of caution — I must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behoves my daughter and your honor. What is between you? Give me up the truth.

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My necessaries are embarked. Farewell.
And, sister, as the winds give benefit
And convoy is assistant, do not sleep
But let me hear from you.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keep
As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,
Do not — as some ungracious pastors do —
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whilst, like a puffed and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.

Most humblly do I take my leave, my lord


Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well What I have said to you.

Yet here, Laertes! Aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stayed for. There, my blessing with thee. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,

– And has given countenance to his speech, my lord, With almost all the holy vows of heaven.

Marry, well bethought. 'Tis told me he has very oft of late Given private time to you, and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. If it be so — as so 'tis put on me, And that in way of caution — I must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behoves my daughter and your honor. What is between you? Give me up the truth.

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  • I shall the effect of this good lesson keepAs watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,Do not — as some ungracious pastors do —Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,Whilst, like a puffed and reckless libertine,Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,And recks not his own rede.
  • My necessaries are embarked. Farewell.And, sister, as the winds give benefitAnd convoy is assistant, do not sleepBut let me hear from you.
  • Yet here, Laertes! Aboard, aboard, for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, And you are stayed for. There, my blessing with thee. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
  • Most humblly do I take my leave, my lordFarewell, Ophelia, and remember well What I have said to you.
  • – And has given countenance to his speech, my lord, With almost all the holy vows of heaven.
  • Marry, well bethought. 'Tis told me he has very oft of late Given private time to you, and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. If it be so — as so 'tis put on me, And that in way of caution — I must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behoves my daughter and your honor. What is between you? Give me up the truth.
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