But this eternal blazon must not be
To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list!
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 5.
And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed
That roots itself[131:4] in ease on Lethe wharf.
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 5.
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O my prophetic soul!
My uncle!
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 5.