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The body to the bone-house take ;--seek out
[Exeunt Guild. and Rosen.
We'll now prepare to pack him off to London :-
If Hamlet thus go loose he'll make a racket,
Enter RosenCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN with HAMLET.
King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius?
He's in heaven;
Hamlet. Pray don't fatigue yourself; he'll wait your coming.
I shou'dn't wonder !
King. Therefore for England instantly prepare; The packet's ready and the wind is fair.
[Exit Hamlet and Rosen.
Another Room in the Palace.
Enter Queen and HORATIO.
Queen. I will not speak with her.
She'll breed a riot ; You'd better have her in to keep her quiet.
Queen. Well, send her up. (Exit Hor.) I think the devil's
That I can never be alone a minute.
Enter HORATIO with OPHELIA.
Three children sliding on the ice,
All on a summer's day,
The rest—they ran away.
And slid upon dry ground,
But never had been drown'd.
King. How is't, Ophelia ?
Where's the use of sorrow? For, ah! we're gone to-day and here to-morrow!
(Tuneam's How happy could I be with either.)
'Tis the fashion for lads to court lasses,
But I know a case quite contrary :
Ri tol, dc.
King. Pretty Ophelia.
Aye, 'tis true, depend on't; And so, without an oath, I'll make an end on't.
And quickly I'll come and unbar it.”
Ri tol, đc.
King How long hath she been thus?
I cannot tell.