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Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes,
And dupp'd the chamber door;
Let in the maid, that out a maid
Never departed more." 56

King. Pretty Ophelia!

Oph. Indeed, la! without an oath, I'll make an end on 't:
"By Gis and by Saint Charity,
Alack, and fie for shame! 60
Young men will do 't, if they come to 't;
By Cock they are to blame.
Quoth she, before you tumbled me,
You promis'd me to wed. 64
So would I ha' done, by yonder sun,
An thou hadst not come to my bed."

King. How long hath she been thus? 67

Oph. I hope all will be well. We must be
patient: but I cannot choose but weep, to think
they should lay him i' the cold ground. My
brother shall know of it: and so I thank you
for your good counsel. Come, my coach! Good-
night, ladies; good-night, sweet ladies; good-
night, good-night. Exit.

King. Follow her close; give her good watch, I pray you.
[Exit Horatio.]
O! this is the poison of deep grief; it springs 76
All from her father's death. O Gertrude, Gertrude!
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions. First, her father slain;
Next, your son gone; but he most violent author 80
Of his own just remove: the people muddied,