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[Exit Ophelia.

Laer. Do you see this, you Gods !

King. Laertes, I must commune with your grief, Or you deny me right: go but a-part, Make choice of whom your wifest friends you will, And they shall hear and judge 'twixt you and me; If by direct or by collateral hand They find us touched, we will our kingdom give, Our crown, our life, and all that we call ours,

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