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Literature

Hamlet

Take his hand, Swallow your pride. Hide the hurt. Empty your mind, Watch the shadowes pass along the wall But your breath unevens, Just take his hand. He looks like death And cold breath, Which trails down your spine. Now, dear Ophelia, close your eyes, I am here. Don't let the water engulf you, Show no fear. Our curtain will fall on our play, For the end is here.