(..) Be you and I behind an arras then, mark the encounter If he love her not, and be not from his reason fallen thereon... ...let me be no assistant for a state, but keep a farm and caners Away, I do beseech you both, away How does my good lord? - Well, god-a-mercy - Do you know me, my lord? (..)

(..) Foul deeds will rise, though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes My necessaries are embarked, farewell And sister, as the winds give benefit and convoy is assistant... ...do not sleep, but let me hear from you - Do you doubt that? I see Prince Hamlet makes a show of love. (..)