Reading The Tragedie of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark — William Shakespeare

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Qu.

Alas, how is't with you?

That you bend your eye on vacancie,

And with their corporall ayre do hold discourse.

Forth at your eyes, your spirits wildely peepe,

And as the sleeping Soldiours in th'Alarme,

Your bedded haire, like life in excrements,

Start vp, and stand an end. Oh gentle Sonne,

Vpon the heate and flame of thy distemper

Sprinkle coole patience. Whereon do you looke?

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