Hamlet by William Shakespeare
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    • Ham.
    There's letters seal'd: and my two schoolfellows,­
    Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd,­
    They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way
    And marshal me to knavery. Let it work;
    For 'tis the sport to have the enginer
    Hoist with his own petard: and 't shall go hard
    But I will delve one yard below their mines
    And blow them at the moon: O, 'tis most sweet,
    When in one line two crafts directly meet.­
    This man shall set me packing:
    I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room.­
    Mother, good-night.­Indeed, this counsellor
    Is now most still, most secret, and most grave,
    Who was in life a foolish peating knave.
    Come, sir, to draw toward an end with you:­
    Good night, mother.
    [Exeunt severally; Hamlet, dragging out Polonius.]