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Line 121 of Act IV, Scene 5

[Enter LAERTES with others.]

LAERTES

Where is this king?—Sirs, stand you all without.

ALL

No, let’s come in!

LAERTES

I pray you, give me leave.

ALL

We will, we will.

LAERTES

I thank you. Keep the door. [Followers exit.]

O, thou vile king,

Give me my father!

QUEEN GERTRUDE

Calmly, good Laertes.

LAERTES

That drop of blood that’s calm proclaims me bastard,

Cries “Cuckold!” to my father, brands the harlot

Even here between the chase unsmirchéd brow

Of my true mother.

KING CLAUDIUS

What i the cause, Laertes,

That thy rebellion looks so giant-like?—

Let him go, Gertrude. Do not fear our person.

There’s such a divinity doth hedge a king

That treason can but peep to what it would

Acts little of his will.—Tell me, Laertes,

Why art thou thus incensed.—Let him go, Gertrude…

Speak, man.

LAERTES Where is my father?

KING CLAUDIUS Dead.

QUEEN GERTRUDE But not by him.

KING CLAUDIUS Let him demand his fill.

LAERTES

How came he dead? I’l not be juggled with.

To hell, allegiance! Vows, to the blacket devil!

Conscience and grace, to the profoundest pit!

I dare damnation. To this point I stand,

That both the worlds I give to negligence,

Let come what comes, only I’ll be revenged

Most throughly for my father.

KING CLAUDIUS Who shall stay you?

LAERTES

My will, not all th world!

And for my means, I’ll husband them so well

They shall go far with little.

KING CLAUDIUS Good Laetes,

If you desire to know the certainty

Of your dear father, is it writ in your revenge

That, swoopstake, you will draw both friend and foe

Winner and loser?

LAERTES None but his enemies.

KING CLAUDIUS Will you know them, then?

LAERTES

To his good friends thus wide I’ll ope my arms

And, like the kind life-rendering pelican,

Repast them with my blood.

KING CLAUDIUS Why, now you speak

Like a good child and a true gentleman.

That I am guiltless of your father’s death

And am most sensibly in grief for it,

It shall as level to your judgment ‘pear

As day does to your eye.

[A noise offstage]

OFFSTAGE VOICE Let her come in!

LAERTES How now, what noise is that?

[Enter OPHELIA.]

Line 176 of Act IV, Scene 5