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Sleeping within my orchard
my custom always of the afternoon
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upon my secure hour thy uncle stole
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with juice of cursed hebenon in a vial
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and in the porches of my ears
did pour the leperous distilment,
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whose effect holds
such an enmity with blood of man
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that swift as quicksilver
it courses through
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the natural gates and alleys
of the body
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and with a sudden vigour
it doth possess and curd,
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like eager droppings into milk,
the thin and wholesome blood:
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So did it mine and a most
instant tetter bark'd about
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most lazar-like,
with vile and loathsome crust.
:58:29
Oh, horrible, most horrible!
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If thou hast nature in thee,
bear it not.
:58:37
Let not the royal bed of Denmark be
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a couch for luxury and damned incest.
:58:56
I've forgotten what I am to do.
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You get up and exit upstage centre.