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Section 1047
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1Ham.
2Let me see. Alas poore Yorick, I knew him Ho
3ratio, a fellow of infinite Iest; of most excellent fancy, he
4hath borne me on his backe a thousand times.
5And how abhorred my Imagination is, my gorge rises at it. Heere
6hung those lipps, that I haue kist I know not how oft.
7VVhere be your Iibes now? Your Gambals? Your
8Songs? Your flashes of Merriment that were wont to