"It hath the primal eldest curse upon't, A brother's murder."
"O, my offence is rank it smells to heaven; It hath the primal eldest curse upon't, A brother's murder. Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent; And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy But to confront the visage of offence?" -King Cladius pg 69
[Drawing] "How now! a rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead!"
"O, I am slain!"
"Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell! I took thee for thy better:.."
"O me, what hast thou done?"
Hamlet: [Drawing] "How now! a rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead! Makes a pass through the arras" Polonius: [Behind] "O, I am slain!" Falls and dies
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