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Ham -- Ay Madam it is common Queen -- If it be, why seems it so particular with thee? Ham -- Seems - Madam! nay it is; I know not seems, 'Tis not alone my inky Cloak good mother Nor customary suits of solemn black Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath No - nor the fruitful river in the Eye Nor the dejected haviour of the visage Together with all forms, modes, shews of greif That can denote me truly: These indeed seem, For they are actions that a man might play: But I have [[underline]] that [[/underline]] within me, that passeth shew; -- [[underline]] These, [[/underline]] but the trappings & the suits of woe. --Hamlet alone O that this too, too solid flesh would melt Thaw, & resolve itself into a dew. Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon, 'gainst self murder! Oh God! Oh God! How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable
