1 The time invites you; go, your servants tend.
2 At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him.
3 Were nothing but to waste night, day and time.
4 This was sometime a paradox, but now the time gives it proof.
5 A second time I kill my husband dead, When second husband kisses me in bed.
6 Happily he's the second time come to them; for they say an old man is twice a child.
7 It likes us well; And at our more consider'd time we'll read, Answer, and think upon this business.
8 My liege and madam, to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is time.
9 From this time Be something scanter of your maiden presence; Set your entreatments at a higher rate Than a command to parley.
10 I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth Have you so slander any moment leisure As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet.
11 Marry, well bethought: 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late Given private time to you; and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous.'
12 I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.
13 This to me In dreadful secrecy impart they did, And I with them the third night kept the watch, Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time, Form of the thing, each word made true and good, The apparition comes.
14 If it will please you To show us so much gentry and good will As to expend your time with us awhile, For the supply and profit of our hope, Your visitation shall receive such thanks As fits a king's remembrance.
15 Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing, Confederate season, else no creature seeing; Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected, With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, thrice infected, Thy natural magic and dire property On wholesome life usurp immediately.
16 Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long; And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad, The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm; So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.'
17 I entreat you both That, being of so young days brought up with him, And since so neighbour'd to his youth and humour, That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court Some little time, so by your companies To draw him on to pleasures and to gather, So much as from occasion you may glean, Whether aught to us unknown afflicts him thus That, open'd, lies within our remedy.
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