The Complete Works of William Shakespeare

KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. Sir!

Poor lord! KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. Sir?

Hast thou affections?

Hast thou drunk well?

Thy business?

Sir, sir!

So hast thou;

Thou, and thou, and thou. Lord of lords!

Thou losest thy old smell.

thou art raw.

O Lord, Lord! LORD. LORD. Art thou wise?

Art thou learned?

Dromio, thou drone, thou snail, thou slug, thou sot!

Thou art Dromio, thou art my

man, thou art thyself.

Thou villain, what sayest thou?

Thou gaoler, thou,

I am thy prisoner. Dromio, nor thou?

Thou worthiest Marcius! Thy news?

Sir, sir-

SICINIUS. Thy name?

Speak, man. Thy name?

If!

LORDS. LORDS. Do thou work.

Sayest thou?

thy lord? Man!

What art thou? Cloten, thou villain.

What art thou?

Thy name?

LORD. LORD. LORD. LORD. LORD. LORD. LORD. LORD. LORD. thy friend?

King. King. King. King. King. King. King. If thou didst ever thy dear father love-

Ham. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. Love? King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. Enter King.

King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. Enter King.

King. King. King. King. King. King. King. Speak, man.

King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. Sir?

Lord. Lord. Lord. [Exit Lord.]

King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. My lord-

King. King. King. Thou liest; thou art not colted, thou art uncolted.

Love? Thou art perfect.

Speak, sirs. art thou mad? King. Exeunt Lords.

King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. King. Thou art not what thou seem'st.

Didst thou? King. King. King. King. Enter LORD BARDOLPH

LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. Sir? LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. LORD BARDOLPH. Wilt thou? wilt thou? Thou wot, wot thou!

KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. O Lord, sir! KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. KING. Thou atomy, thou!

KING. KING. KING. Thou dost thy office fairly. KING. KING. art thou bedlam? LORDS.

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