...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor cuftomary fuits of folemn black, Nor windy fufpiration of forc*d breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the vifage, Together with all forms, moods, fhews of grief, That can denote me truly. Thefe...

...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor cuftomary fuits of folemn Black, Nor windy fufpiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the vifage» Together with all forms, moods, (hews of grief, That can denote me truly....

...'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor cuilomary fuits of folemn black, Nor windy fuipiration of force'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the vifage, Together with all forms, moods, fhews of grief, That can denote me truly. Thefe...

...'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor cuftomary fuits of folemn black, Nor windy fufpiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejefted 'haviour of the vifage, Together with all forms, moods, fliews of grief,. That can denote...

...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor cuftomary fuits of folemn black, Nor windy fufpiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the vifage, Together with all forms, modes, Ihev/s of grief, That can denote me truly.—Thefe,...

...be, Why seems it so particular with thee ? Ham. Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, 279 Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected...

...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor cuftomary fuits of folemn black, Nor windy fufpiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the vifage, Together with all forms, modes, fhows of grief,4 That can denote me truly :...

...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor cuftomary fuits of folemn black, Nor windy fufpiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the vifage, Together with all forms, modes, fhows of grief,5 That can denote me truly :...

...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor cuftomary fuits of folemn black, Nor windy fufpiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the vifage, Together with all forms, modes, fhews of grief, That can denote me truly: Thefe,...

...it be, Why seems it so particular with thee ? Ham. Seems madam ! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together...