“(What say you?)”
“(Nay, then, I have an eye of you.–If you love me, hold not off.)”
“Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.”
“Let him be damned, like the glutton! pray God his tongue be hotter!”
Denmark’s a prison.
A goodly one, in which there are many confines, wards and dungeons, Denmark being one o’ the worst.
“Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes,
That they behold, and see not what they see?”
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