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[P.] Queen. Nor earth to me give food, nor heaven light! 228
Sport and repose lock from me day and night!
[To desperation turn my trust and hope!
An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope!]
Each opposite that blanks the face of joy 232
Meet what I would have well, and it destroy!
Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife,
If, once a widow, ever I be wife!

Ham. If she should break it now! 236

[P.] King. 'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile;
My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile
The tedious day with sleep. (Sleeps.)

[P.] Queen. Sleep rock thy brain;
And never come mischance between us twain! Exit.

Ham. Madam, how like you this play? 241

Queen. The lady doth protest too much, me-
thinks.

Ham. O! but she'll keep her word. 244

King. Have you heard the argument? Is
there no offence in 't?

Ham. No, no, they do but jest, poison in jest;
no offence i' the world. 248

King. What do you call the play?

Ham. The Mouse-trap. Marry, how? Tro-
pically. This play is the image of a murder
done in Vienna: Gonzago is the duke's name;
his wife, Baptista. You shall see anon; 'tis a
knavish piece of work: but what of that? your
majesty and we that have free souls, it touches