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haste,

[Exit

Polonius.]

Will you

two help

to hasten

them?

Both. We

will, my

lord.

Exeunt

they two.

Ham. What,

ho,

Horatio!

Enter

Horatio.

Hor. Here,

sweet

lord, at

your

service.

Ham.

Horatio,

thou art

e'en as

just a man

As e'er my

conversation

cop'd

withal.

Hor. O, my

dear lord!

Ham. Nay,

do not

think I

flatter;

For what

advancement

may I hope

from thee,

That no

revenue

hast but

thy good

spirits To

feed and

clothe

thee? Why

should the