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between

maids'

legs. Oph.

What is,

my lord?

Ham.

Nothing.

Oph. You

are merry,

my lord.

Ham. Who,

I? Oph.

Ay, my

lord. Ham.

O God,

your only

jig-maker!

What

should a

man do but

be merry?

For look

you how

cheerfully

my mother

looks, and

my father

died

within 's

two hours.

Oph. Nay

'tis twice

two

months, my

lord. Ham.

So long?

Nay then,

let the

devil wear

black, for

I'll have

a suit of

sables. O

heavens!

die two

months

ago, and

not

forgotten

yet? Then