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Hamlet; Let me see. [Takes the skull.] Alas, poor Yorick!?I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss?d I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now, get you to my lady?s chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.?Pr?ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing.
Hamlet; Let me see. [Takes the skull.] Alas, poor Yorick!?I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss?d I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now, get you to my lady?s chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.?Pr?ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing.