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I will speak daggers to her but use none.
My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites.
360How in my words somever she be shent,
To give them seals never, my soul, consent!
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I’ll speak as sharp as a dagger to her, but I
won’t use one on her. And so, my words and thoughts will
be at odds.
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Exit
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HAMLET exits.
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