Bye Ophelia
Hamlet, Act III, Scene I
…
Ophelia
My lord, I have remembrances of yours
That I have longed long to re-deliver.
I pray you, now receive them.
Hamlet
No, not I! I never gave you aught.
Ophelia
My honour'd lord, you know right well you did,
And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd
As made the things more rich. Their perfume lost,
Take these again; for to the noble mind
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
There, my lord.
…
Breath-taking from μπιορκ γκουντμντσντοττιρ’s biophilia-narration.
…
Ophelia
My lord, I have remembrances of yours
That I have longed long to re-deliver.
I pray you, now receive them.
Hamlet
No, not I! I never gave you aught.
Ophelia
My honour'd lord, you know right well you did,
And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd
As made the things more rich. Their perfume lost,
Take these again; for to the noble mind
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
There, my lord.
…
Breath-taking from μπιορκ γκουντμντσντοττιρ’s biophilia-narration.
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