Hamlet
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- So art thou to revenge when thou shalt hear, i am thy father's spirit.
- WHAT?
- List, list, o, list! If thou didst ever thy dear father love, revenge his foul and most unnatural murder.
- Murder?
- I find thee apt, the whole Denmark is by forged process of my death. But know, thou my noble youth, the serpent that stung thy father's life now wears the crown.
- Haste me to know 't, that I, with wings as swift as meditation or the thought of love, may sweep to my revenge
- Ay, thus was i sleeping, by a brothers hand of life, of crown, or queen at once dispatched, cut off even in the blossom of my sin.
- O my prophetic soul! My uncle?
- o all you host of heaven! o earth! what else? and shall I couple hell? oh fie! hold, hold \, my heart, and you my sinews, grow not instant ol, but bear me stiffly up. Remember thee
- oh horrible, horrible, most horrible! if thou hast nature in thee, bear it not. Adieu, adieu, adieu. remember me
- it is "adieu, adieu. remember me." I have sworn't
- MY LORD,MY LORD!
- Lord Hamlet!
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