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When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul

diam. Angels and ministers of grace defend us !Lends the tongue vows: these blazes, daughter, Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damni’d, Giving more light than hent,-extinct in both, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts frorn bed, Even in their promise, as it is a making

Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, You must not take for fire. From this time,

Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence ; That I will speak to thee ; I'll call thee, Hamkt, Set your entreatments at a higher rate,

King, father, royal Dane : 0, mswer me: Than a command to parley. For lord Hamlet, Let me not burst in ignorance ! bur till, Believe so much in him, That he is young ;

Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, And with a larger tether may he walk,

Have burst their cerements! why the sepulchre, Than may be given you : In few, Ophelia,

Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd, Do not believe his vows: for they are brokers Hath op'd his ponderous and marble java, Not of that die which their investments show, To cast thee up again! What may this mean, But mere implorators of unholy suits,

That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel, Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds,

Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, The better to beguile. This is for all,

Making night hideous; and we fools of nature, I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth, So horridly to shake our disposition Have you so slander any moment's leisure,

With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? As to give words or talk with the lord Hamlet.

Say, why is this? wherefore? what should we do! Look to't, I charge you ; come your ways.

Hor. It beckons you to go away with it, Oph. I shall obey, my lord.

[Ereunt. As if it some impartinent did desire

To you alone. SCENE IV.-The Platform. Enter Hamlet, Hora

Mar. Look, with what courteous action tio, and Marcellus.

It waves you to a more removed ground:
Ham. The air bites shrewdly ; it is very cold, But do not go with it.
Hor. It is a nipping and an eager air.


No, by no means. Ham. What hour now?

Ham. It will not speak; then I will follow it. Hor. I think, it lacks of twelve.

Hor. Do not, my lord. Mar. No, it is struck.


Wły, what should be the fie: Hor. Indeed ? I heard it not; it then draws near the

I do not set my life at a pin's fee: season,

And, for my soul, what can it do to that,
Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk.

Being a thing immortal as itself?
[A flourish of trumpets, and ordnance shot of It waves me forth again ;-I'll follow it.


Hor. What if it tempt you toward the flool, wyk Ithat does this mean, my lord ?

Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff, Ham. The king doth wake tonight, and takes his

That beetles o'er his base into the sea ? rouse,

And there assume some other horrible form, Keeps wassel, and the swaggering up-spring reels;

Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason. And, as he drains his draughits of Rhenish down,

And draw you into madness ? think of it: The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out

The very place puts toys of desperation,
The triumph of his pledge.

Without more motive, into every brain,
Is it a custom ?

That looks so many fathorns to the sea,
Ham. Ay, marry, is't :

And hears it roar beneath. But to my mind, -though I am native here,


It wares me still :And to the manner born,-it is a custom

Go on, I'll follow thee. More honour'd in the breach, than the observance.


You shall not go, my lords This heavy-headed revel, east and west,

Ham. Hold off your hands. Makes us traduc'd, and tax'd of other nations :


Be ruld, you shall nip 'They clepe us, drunkards, and with swinish phrase

Ham. My fate cries out, Soil our addition ; and, indeed it takes

And makes each petty artery in this body From our achievements, though perform'd at height,

As hardy as the Nemcan lion's nerve.- [Ghost berist The pith and marrow of our attribute.

Still am I cail:d ;-unhand me, gentlemen 90, oft it chances in particular men, That, for some vicious mole of nature in them,

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that let me :As, in their birth, (wherein they are not guilis,

I say, away :-Go on, I'll follow thee. Since nature cannot choose his origin,)

[Exeunt Ghest and Hae By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,

Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination. Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason ;

Mar. Let's follow ; 'uis not fit thus to obey birtis Or by some habic, that too much o'er-leavens

Hor. Have after:-To what issue will this conte The form of plausive manners ;-that these men,

Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Delaws. Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect;

Hor. Heaven will direct it. Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,


Nay, let's follow him, [Em Their virtues else (be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo)

scene V.-A more remote part of the Platform. Bu Sbali in the general censure take corruption

cnter Ghost and Hamlet. From that particular fault: The dram ci base Duth all the noble substance often dout,

Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak, CD 70 %

further. To his own scandal,

Ghost. Mark me.
Enter Ghost.


I will.
Look, my lord, it comes !


[Breaking for the

My hour is almost cous

When I to sulphurous and tormenting fames And curd, like eager droppings into milk,
Must render up myself.

The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine ;
Alas, poor ghost !

And a most instant tetter bark'd about,
Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust,
To what I shall unfold.

All my smooth body.

Speak, I am bound to hear. Thus was I, sleping, by a brother's hand, Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt hear. Of life, of crown, of queen, at once despatch'd: Ham. What?

Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Ghost. I am thy father's spirit;

Unhousel'd, disappointed, unaneld: Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night; No reckoning made, but sent to my account And, for the day, confin'd to fast in fires,

With all my imperfections on my head: Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature,

O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible! Are burnt and purg'd away. But that I am forbid

If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not; To tell the secrets of my prison-house,

Let not the royal bed of Denmark be
I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word

A couch far luxury and damned incest.
Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act,
Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive
Thy knotted and combined locks to part,

Against thy mother aught ; leave her to heaven, Like quilis upon the fretful porcupine:

And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, But this eternal biazon must not be

To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once! To ears of flesh and blood :-List, list, O list !

The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, If thou didst ever thy dear father love,

And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire. Ham. O heaven!

Adien, adieu, adieu! remember me.

[Exit. Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. Ham. O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else! Ham. Murder?

And shall I couple hell?-O fie !-Hold, hold, my heart; Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is ; And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, But this must foul, strange, and unnatural.

But bear me stiffly up!--Remember thee? Ham. Haste me to know it; that I, with wings as Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat swift

In this distracted globe. Remember thee? As melitation, or the thoughts of love,

Yea, from the table of my memory
May sweep to my revenge.

I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,
I find thee apt;

All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past,
And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed

That youth and observation copied there; That rots itself in case on Lethe wharf,

And thy comma .dment all alone shall live Would'st thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear:

Within the book and volume of my brain, 'Tis given out, that sleeping in mine orchard,

Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven.
A serpent stung me: so the whole ear of Denmark O most pernicious woman!
Is by a forged process of my death

O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain !
Rankly abusid : but know, thou noble youth,

My tables,-meet it is, I set it down, The serpent that did sting thy father's life,

That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain; Now wears his crown.

At least, I am sure, it may be so in Denmark : Ham. O, my prophetic soul! my uncle !

[Writing Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,

So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word; With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gilts,

It is, Adicu, adieu ! remember me. (O wieked wit, and gifts, that have the power

I have sworn't. So to seduce !) won to his shameful lust

Hor. [Within.] My lord, my lord, The will of my most seeming virtuous queen:

Mar. (Within.] Lord Hamlet,O, Hamlet, what a falling-off was there!

Hor. (Within.)

Heaven secure him! From me, whose love was of that dignity,


So be it. That it went hand in hand even with the vow

Mar. [Within.] Illo, ho, ho, my lord ! I made to her in marriage; and to decline

Ham. Hillo, ho, tio, boy! Come, bird, come. l'pon a wretch, whose natural gifts were poor

Enter Horatio and Marcellus. To those of mine!

Mar, How is't, my noble lord ? But virtue, as it never will be mov'd,


What news, my lord ? Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven ; Ham. O, wonderful! So last, though to a radiant angel link'd,


Good my lord, tell it. Will sate itself in a celestial bed,

Ham. And prey on garbage.

You will reveal it. But, soft! methinks, I scent the morning air ;

Hor. Not I, any lord, by heaven. Brief let me be :-Sleeping within mine orchard,


Nor I, my lord. My custom always of the afternoon,

Ham. How say you then ; would heart of man once Upon my secure lour thy uncle stole,

think it ?With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial,

But you'll be secret, And in the porches of mine ears did pour

Hor. Mar.

Ay, by heaven, my lord. The leperous distilment; whose effect

Ham. There's ne'er a villain, dwelling in all Dens Holds such an enmity with blood of man,

mark, That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through

But he's an arrant knave. The natural gates and alleys of the body ;

Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset




To tell us this.

With all my love I do commend me to you:
Ham. Why, right; you are in the right; And what so poor a man as Hamlet is
And so, without more circumstance at all,

May do, to express his love and friending to you, I hold it fit, that we shake hands, and part:

God willing, shall not laek. Let us go in together; You, as your business, and desire, shall point you ; And still your fingers on your lips. I pray, For every man hath business, and desire,

The time is out of joint ;- cursed spite ! Such as it is,-and, for my own poor part,

That ever I was born to set it right ! Look you, I will go pray.

Nay, come, let's go together.

[Exten. Hor. These are but wild and whirling words, my

Ham. I am sorry they offend you, heartily; yes,
"Faith, heartily.

Hor. There's no offence, my lord.
Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,

SCENE 1.- A Room in Polonius's House. Lala Bor And much offence too. Touching this vision here,

lonius and Reynaldo. It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you:

Pol. Give him this money, and these notes, Rey. For your desire to know what is between us,

naldo. O'er-master it as you may. And now good friends,

Rey. I will, my lord. As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers,

Pol. You shall du marvellous wisely, good Reynolds Give me one poor request.

Before you visit him to make inquiry Hor.

What is't, my lord ? of his behaviour. We will.


My lord, I did intend it. Ham. Never known what you have seen tc Pol. Marry, well said: very well said. Look you, night.

Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris ; Hor. Mar. My lord, we will not.

And how, and who, what means, and where they keep Ham.

Nay, but swear't. What company, at what expense; and finding, Hor.

In faith, By this encompassment and drift of question, My lord, not I.

That they do know my son, come you more nearu Mar. Nor I, my lord, in faith.

Than your particular demands will touch it. Ham. Upon my sword.

Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of bila Mar.

We have sworn, my lord, already, As thus, I know his father, and his friends, Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.

And, in part, him ;-Do you mark this, Reynaldo? Ghost. [Beneath ) Swear.

Rey. My, very well, my lord. Ham. Ha, ha, boy! say'st thou so? Art thou there, Pol. And, in pot, him;-but, you may way, as well true-penny?

But, if't be he, I mean, he's very wild; Come on, -you hear this fellow in the cellarage, - Addicted so and 80 ;-and there put on him Consent to swear.

What forgeries you please : marry, none so raak Hor. Propose the oath, my lord.

As may dishonour hiin ; take heed of that ; Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen, But, sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips Swear by my sword.

As are companions noted and most known Ghost. (Beneath.] Swear.

To youth and liberty. Hain. Hic ý ubique? then we'll shift our ground: Rey.

As gaming, my lord. Come hither. gentlemen,

Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quandises And lay your hands again upon my sword :

Drabbing :-You may go so far. Swear by my sword,

Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him. Never to speak of this that you have heard.

Pol. 'Faith, no; as you may season it in the charges Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear by his sword.

You must not put another seandal on him, Hain. Well said, old mole! canst work i'the earth That he is open to incontinency : so fast?

That's not my meaning : but breathe his faulo » A worthy pioner!-Once more remove, good friends. quaintly,

Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous strange. That they may seem the taints of liberty :

Ham And therefore as a stranger give it welconie. The flash and out-break of a fiery mind; Thite are more things in heaven and eartb, Horatio,

A savageness in unreclaimed blood, Than art dreamt of' in your philosophy.

Of general assault. Bitcome,


Bat, my good lord Her as before, wever, so help you mercy!

Pol. Wherefore should you do this? How straint or odd sur'er 1 ivar myself,

Rey. As d. percha..Cr, hereafter shall think meet

I would know that. 7 pul al asitic disposition on,


Marry, sir, here's my drift ; 109r cu, at such times string me, never shall, And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant : 1, "che:cumir'd thus, or this head-shake, You laying these slight sallies on my son, Or by onouncing of some doubtful phrase,

As 'twert a thing a little soild i'the working, is, ishl, well, we know ;-or, we could, an if we 2017-uri we list to speak ;or, There be, an if your party in converse, him you would sounsl

. chih;

Having ever seen in the prepominate crimes, C: ich ambiguous giving out, to note

The youth, you breathe of, guilty, be assurch Thayu in no waught ot'ne;- This do you swear, He closes with you in this consequence ;

a id rarrey at your most need telp you ! Good sir, or so; or friend, or gentieman,G1. Bocah } swiar.

According to the phrase, or the addition, 17. Llest, rest, perturbid spirit! So, gentlemen, Of man, and country.

Ay, my bank

Mark you,


Very good, my lord. Pol. And then, sir, does he this.-He does What was I about to say ?-By the mass, I was about to say something :- Where did I leave ?

Rey. At. closes in the consequence.

Pol. At, closes in the consequence, Ay, marry ;
He closes with you thus :-I know the gentleman ;
I saw him yesterday, or t’other day,
Or then, or then; with such, or such; and, as you say,
There was he gaming ; there o'ertook in his rouse ;
There falling out at tennis : or, perchance,
I saw him enter such a house of sale,
(Videlicet, a brothel.) or so forth-
See you now;
Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth :
And thus do we of wisdom and of reach,
With windlaces, and with assays of bias,
By indirections find directions out ;
So, by former lecture and advice,
Shall you my son. You have me, have you pot?

Rey. My lord, I have.

God be wi' you : fare you well.
Rey. Good my lord,
Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself.
Rey. I shall, my lord.
Pol. And let him ply his music.

Well, my lord.

[Exit. Enter Ophelia. Pol. Farewell !-How now, Ophelia ? what's the

matter? oph. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so affrighted ! Pol. With what, in the name of heaven?

Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet,
Lord Hamlet,-with his dowblet all umbrac'd ;
No hat upon his head ; his stockings fould,
Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle ;
Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other ;
And with a look so piteous in purport,
As if he had been loosed out of hell,
To speak of horrors,-he comes before me.

Pol. Mad for thy love ?

My lord, I do not know;
But, truly, I do fear it.

What said he ? Oph. He took me by the wrist, and held me hard; Then goes he to the length of all his arm; And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow, He falls to such perusal of my face, As he would draw it. Long staid he so ; At last,-a little shaking of mine arm, And thrice his head thus waving up and down,He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound, As it did seem to shatter all his bulk, And end his being : That done, he lets me go : And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd, He seem'd to find his way without his eyes ; For out o'doors he went without their helps, And, to the last bended their light on me.

Pol. Come, go with me; I will go seek the king. This is the very ecstacy of love ; Whose violent property foredoes itself, And leads the will to desperate undertakings, As oft as any passion under heaven, That does afflict our natures. I am sorry;What, have you given him any hard words of late ?

Oph. No, my good lord ; but, as you did command, I did repel bis letters, and denied His access to me. Pube

That hath made him mad

I am sorry, that with better peed and judgement,
I had not quoted him. I feard he did but trifle,
And meant to wreck thee; but, beshrew my jealousy!
It seerns, it is as proper to our age
To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions,
As it is common for the younger sort
To lack discretion. Come, gu we to the king :
This must be known; which, being kept close, might

More grief to hide, Wian hate to utter love.

(Exeunt. SCENE II.-A Room in the Castle. Enter King,

Queen, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern, and AttendantsKing. Welcome, dear Rosencrantz, and Guilder

stern ! Moreover that we much did long to see you, The need, we have to use you, did provoke Our hasty sending. Something have you heard of Hamlet's transforination; so I call it, Since not the exterior nor the inward man Resembles that it was : What it should be, More than luis father's death, that thus hach put him So much from the understanding of himself, I cannot drean of: I entreat you both, That,-being of so young days brought up with him : And, since, so neighbour'd to his youth and humour,-That you yoachsafe your rest here in our court Some little time : so by your companies To draw him on to pleasures ; and to gather, So much as from occasion you may glean, Whether aught, to us unknown, afflicts him thus, That, open'd, lies within our remedy.

Queen. Good gentlemen, he hath njuch talk'd of you ;
And, sure I am, two men there are not living,
To whom he more adheres. If it will please you
To show us so much gentry, and good will,
As to expend your time with us a while,
For the supply and profit of our hope,
Your visitation shall receive such thanks
As fits a king's remembrance.

Both your majesties
Might, by the sovereign power you have of us,
Put your dread pleasures more into command
Than to entreaty.

But we both obey ;
And here give up ourselves, in the full bent,
To lay our service freely at your feet,
To be commanded.

king. Thanks, Rosencrantz, and gentle Guilden.



Queen. Thanks, Guildenstern, and gentle Rosen

crantz :
And I bescech you instantly to visit
My too much changed son.-Go, some of you,
And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is.

Guil. Heavens make our presence, and our practices,
Pleasant and helpful to him!

Ay, amen. [Exeunt Ros, Guil. and some Attendants.

Enter Poloniris Pol. The embassadors from Norway, my good lordy Are joyfully return'd.

King. Thou still hast been the father of good newsy

Pot. Have I, my lont? Assure you, my good liege, I hold my duty, as I hold my soul, Both to my God, and to my gracious king : And I do think, (or else this brain of mine Hunts not the trail of policy so sure As it hath us to do) that I have found

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The very cause of Hamlet's lunaey.

That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; beautified is a vide King. O, speak of that ; that do I long to bear. phrase ; but you shall hear.-Tbus :

Pol. Give first admittance to the einbassadors ; In her ercellent white bosom, these, 6cMy news shall be the fruit to that great feast.

Queen. Came this from Hamlet to her ? King. Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in. Pol. Good madam, stay awhile; I will be faithful

[Exit Polonius. He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found

Doubt thou, the stars are fire ; [Read: The head and source of all your son's distemper.

Doubt, that the sun doth more :

Doubt truth to be a liar ;
Queen. I doubt, it is no other but the main ;
His father's death, and our o'er-I.sty marriage.

But never doubt I love.

O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers ; I have set Reender Polonius, with Voltimand and Cornelius.

art to reckon my greans : but that I love the best, O King. Well, we shall sist him.-Welcome, my good || most best, believe it. Adieu. friends!

Thine ever more, most deer lady, while Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Norway?

this machine is to him, Hanket. Vol. Most fair return of greetings, and desires. Upon our first, le sent out to suppress

This, in obedience, hath my daughter shokn me: His nephew's levjes; which to him appear'd

And more above hath his solicitings, To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack ;

As they fell out by time, by means, and place, But, better look'd into, he truly found

All given to mine ear. It was against your highness: Whereat griev'd, - King.

But how hath she That so his sickness, age, and impotence

Receiv'd his love ? Was falsely borne in hand,--sends out arrests


What do you think of me? On Fortinbras ; which he, in brief, obeys;

King. As of a man faithful and honourable. Receives rebuke from Norway ; and, in fine,

Pol. I would fain prove so. But what might you Makes vow before his uncle, never more

think, To give the assay of arms against your majesty. When I had seen this hot love on the wing, Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy,

(As I perceivd it, I must tell you that, Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee ; Before my daughter told me, what might you, And his commission, to employ those soldiers, Or my dear majesty your queen herc, think, So levied as before, against the Polack :

If I had play'd the desk, or table-book ; With an entreaty, herein further shown,

Or given my heart a working, mute and dumb;

(Gives a paper. Or look'd upon this love with idle sight ; That it might please you to give quiet pass

What might you think? no, I went round to work, Through your dominions for this enterprize ; And my young mistress thus did I bespeak; On such regards of safety, and allowance,

Lord Hamlet is a prince out of thy sphere ; As therein are set down.

This naust not be : and then I precepts gare ber, King. It likes us well ;

That she should lock herself from bis resurt, And, at our more consider'd time, we'll read,

Admit no messengers, receive no tokens. Answer, and think upon this business.

Which done, she took the fruits of my advice; Mean time, we thank you for your well-took labour : And he, repulsed, (a short tale to make.) Go to your rest ; at night we'll feast together : Fell into a sadness ; then into a fast; Most welcome home! [E.xeunt Volt. and Cor. Thence to a watch ; thence into a weakness; Pol.

This business is well endel. Thence to a lightness; and, by this declension, My liege, and madam, to expostulate

Into the madness wherein now he raves, What majesty should be, what duty is,

And all we mourn for. Why day is day, night vight, and time is time,


Do you think, 'tis this? Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time. Queen. It may be, very likely. Therefore,-since brevity is the soul of wit,

Pol. Hath there been such a time, ([d fain knot And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,

that.) I will be brief : Your noble son is mad :

That I have positively said, 'Tis 30 ; Mad call I it: for, to define true maduess,

When it prov'd otherwise ? What is't , but to be nothing else but mad ?


Not that I know. But let that go

Pol. Take this from this, if this be otherwise : Queer. More matter, with less art.

[Pointing to his head and shoulder Pol. Madam, I swear, I use no art at all.

If circumstances lead me, I will find That lie is mad, 'tis true : 'uis true, 'tis pity; Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed And pity 'tis, 'tis true : a fuolish figure,

Within the centre, But farewell it, for I will use no art.


How may be try it further ? Mad let us grant him then : and now remains,

Pol. You know, sometimes he walks four hours to That we find out the cause of this effect;

gether, Or, rather say, the cause of this defect ; .

Here in the lobby. For this effect, defective, comes by cause :

Queen. So he does, indeed. Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.

Pol. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him: Perpend.

Be you and I behind an arras then ; I have a daughter ; have, while she is mine ;

Mark the encounter: if he love her not,
Who, in her duty and obedience, mark,

And be not from his reason fallen thereon,
Hath given me this : Now gather, and surmise. Let me be no assistant for a state,
--To the celestial, and my soul's idol, the most beautifier | But keep a farm, and carters.


We will try it.

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