Wednesday, February 5, 2003

My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer

Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murder'?

That cannot be; since I am still possess'd

Of those effects for which I did the murder,

My crown, mine own ambition and my queen.

May one be pardon'd and retain the offence?




The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, Act III, Scene 3

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