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Shakespeare in Hell
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A Politik Worm
King. My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
Ham. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com How now? a rat? [Draws.]
Pol. [Behind.]O, I am slain!
[Falls and dies.]
Queen. O, what a rash and bloody deed is this!
Ham. A bloody deed!--almost as bad, good mother, As kill a king and marry with his brother.
King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius?
Ham. At supper.
King. At supper! where?
Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten: a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots.
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.
King. Where is Polonius?
Ham. In heaven: send thither to see: if your messenger find him not there, seek him i' the other place yourself. Oh, from this time forth my thoughts be bloody or be nothing worth!
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