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asham'd to

show,

he'll not

shame to

tell you

what it

means.

Oph. You

are

naught,

you are

naught!

I'll mark

the play.

Pro. For

us, and

for our

tragedy,

Here

stooping

to your

clemency,

We beg

your

hearing

patiently.

[Exit.]

Ham. Is

this a

prologue,

or the

posy of a

ring? Oph.

'Tis

brief, my

lord. Ham.

As woman's

love.

Enter [two

Players

as] King

and Queen.

King. Full

thirty

times hath

Phoebus'

cart gone

round

Neptune's

salt wash