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When the blood burns, how prodigal120 the soul

Lends the tongue vows: these blazes, daughter,

Giving more light than heat, extinct in both122

Even in their promise, as it is a-making,

You must not take for fire. For this time124, daughter,

Be somewhat scanter125 of your maiden presence;

Set your entreatments126 at a higher rate

Than a command to parley127. For Lord Hamlet,

Believe so much in him that he is young

And with a larger tether may he walk

Than may be given you: in few130, Ophelia,

Do not believe his vows, for they are brokers131,

Not of the dye which their investments132 show,

But mere implorators of unholy suits133,

Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds134,

The better to beguile. This is for all135:

I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth,

Have you so slander any moment137 leisure,

As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet.

Look to't, I charge you. Come your ways139.

OPHELIA I shall obey, my lord.

Exeunt

[Act 1 Scene 4]

running scene 4

Enter Hamlet, Horatio, Marcellus

HAMLET The air bites shrewdly1: is it very cold?

HORATIO It is a nipping and an eager2 air.

HAMLET What hour now?

HORATIO I think it lacks of4 twelve.

HAMLET No, it is struck.

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