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And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset Ham. There's ne'er a villain, dwelling in And curd, like eager droppings into nuilk,

all Denmark, The thin and wholesome blood : so did it But he's an arrant knave. mine;

Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come And a most instant tetter* bark'd about,

from the grave, Most lazart-like, with vile and loathsome crust, To tell us this. All my smooth body.

| Ham. Why, right; you are in the right; Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand, And so, without more circumstance at all, Of life, of crown, of queen, at once des- I hold it fit, that we shake bands, and part: patch'd :

| You, as your business, and desire, shall point Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin,

you; Unhousel'd, disappointed,ll unapel'd; For every man hath business, and desire, No reckoning made, but sent to my account Such as it is,--and, for my own poor part, With all my imperfections on my head: Look you, I will go pray. 0, horrible! o, horrible! most horrible! Hor. These are but wild and whirling words, If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not;

my lord. Let not the royal bed of Denmark be

_Ham. I am sorry they offend you, heartily; A couch for luxury and damned incest. ’Faith, heartily.

(yes, But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act,

Hor. There's no offence, my lord. Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, I Horatio, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, And much offence too. Touching this vision To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at | It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you; once!

For your desire to know what is between us, The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, O'er-master it as you may. And now, good And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire:

friends, Adieu, adieu, adieu! remember me. (Exit. As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers, Ham. ( all you host of heaven! O earth! Give me one poor request. What else?

Hor. What is't, my lord ? And shall I couple hell?-O fie ! -Hold, hold, We will. my heart;

Ham. Never make known what you have And you, my sinews, grow not instant old,

seen to-night. But bear me stiffly up!-Remember thee? | Hor. Mar. My lord, we will not. Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a Ham. Nay, but swear't. seat

Hor. In faith, In this distracted globe.** Remember thee? My lord, not I. Yea, from the table of my memory

Mar. Nor I, my lord, in faith. I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, (past, Ham. Upon my sword. All sawstt of books, all forms, all pressures Mur. We have sworn, my lord, already. That youth and observation copied there;

Ham. Indeed, upon my sword, indeed. And thy commandment all alone shall live Ghost. [Beneath. Swear. Within the book and volume of my brain, Ham. Ha, ha, boy! say'st thou soart thou Unmix'd with baser matter : yes, by heaven. O most pernicious woman!

Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellar. O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain! Consent to swear. My tables, it-meet it is, I set it down,

Hor. Propose the oath, my lord. That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain; Ham. Never to speak of this that you have At least, I am sure, it may be so in Denmark :| Swear by my sword.

(seen, Writing. Ghost.' Beneath.) Swear. So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word; Ham. Hic et ubique ?" then we'll shift our It is, Adieu, adieu! remember me.

ground: I have sworn't.

Come hither gentlemen, Hor. [Within.) My lord, my lord,

And lay your hands again upon my sword: Mur. Within. Lord Hamlet,

Swear by my sword, Hor. (Within. Heaven secure him!

Never to speak of this that you have heard. Ham. So be it!

Ghost. (Beneath.] Swear by his sword. Mar. [Within.] Illo, ho, ho, my lord !

Ham. Well said, old mole! canst work i'the Hum. Hillo, ho, ho, boy ! come, bird, come.

earth so fast? Enter Horatio and MARCELLUS.

A worthy pioneer !-Once more remove, good

friends. Mar. How is't, my noble lord ?

Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous Hor. What news, my lord ?

strange! Ham. ( wonderful !

Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it Hor. Good my lord, tell it.

welcome. Hum. No;

There are more things in heaven and earth, You will reveal it.

Horatio, Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven.

Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. Mar. Nor I, my lord.

But come; Ham. How say you then; would heart of Here, as before, never, so help you mercy! man once think it?

How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself, But you'll be secret,

As I, perchance, hereafter shall think meet Hor. Mar. Ay, by heaven, my lord.

To put an antic disposition on,

That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
Scab, scurf. + Leprous.

Bereft. With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-
Without having received the sacrament.
Unappointed, unprepared.

shake, 1 Without extreme unction.

* Head. 4 Sayings, sentences. norandum Book.

Here and every where.

Come on there, true-penny, thou so? art thon

Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase, Rey. But, my good lord,
As, Well, well, we knovo ;-or, We could, an if Pol. Wherefore should you do this?
uce would ;--or, If we list to speak;or, There. Rey. Ay, my lord,
be, an if they might ;-

I would know that.'
Or such ambiguous giving out, to note

Pol. Marry, Sir, here's my drift; That you know aught of me :- This do you | And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant: swear,

(you! | You laying these slight sullies on my son, . So grace and mercy at your most need help As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i'the working, Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear.

Mark you, Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! So, gen Your party in converse, him you would sound, tlemen,

Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes, With all my love I do commend me to you: The youth you breathe of, guilty, be assur'd, And what so poor a man as Hamlet is

He closes with you in this consequence; May do, to express his love and friending to Good Sir, or so; or friend, or gentleman, you,

[ther; | According to the phrase, or the addition, God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in toge Of man, and country, And still your fingers on your lips, I pray. Rey. Very good, my lord. The time is out of joint;-0 cursed spite! Pol. And then, Sir, does he this,--He doesThat ever I was born to set it right!

What was I about to say?--By the mass, I Nay, come, let's go together. [Exeunt. was about to say something:- Where did

I leave?
ACT II.

Rey. At, closes in the consequence.

Pol. At, closes in the consequence,-Ay, SCENE 1.- A Room in Polonius' House.

murry; Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO.

He closes with you thus:-I know the gentle

I saw him yesterday, or t'other day, [man; Pol. Give him this money, and these notes, Or then, or then ; with such, or such ; und, us Reynaldo.

you say, Rey. I will, my lord.

There was he gaming; there o'ertook in his rouse; Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good There falling out at tennis : or, perchance, Reynaldo,

I suw him enter such a house of sale, Before you visit hiin, to make inquiry

(Videlicet,+ a brothel,) or so forth.Of his behaviour.

See you now; Rey. My lord, I did intend it.

Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth: Pol. Marry, well said: very well said. Look And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, you, Sir,

With windlaces, and with assays of bias,
Inquire me first what Danskers" are in Paris; | By indirections find directions out;
And how, and who, what means, and where So, by former lecture and advice,
they keep,

Shall you my son: You have me, have you not!
What company, at what expense; and finding, Rey. My lord, I have.
By this encompassment and drift of question, Pol. God be wi' you; fare you well,
That they do know my son, come you more Rey. Good my lord,

Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself. Than your particular demands will touch it: Rey. I shall, my lord. Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge Poi. And let him play his music. of him;

Rey. Well, my lord.

[Exit. As thus,-I know his father, and his friends, And, in part, him ;-Do you mark this, Rey

Enter Ophelia. naldo?

Pol. Farewell!-How now, Ophelia? what's Rey. Ay, very well, my lord. Pol. And, in part, him;-but, you inay say,

the matter;

Oph. O, my lord, my lord, I have been so af-' not well: But, if't be he I mean, he's very wild;

frighted!

Pol. With what, in the name of heaven? Addicted so and so ;-and there put on him What forgeries you please; marry, none so

Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my clo

set, As may dishonour him; take heed of that;

Lord Hamlet,-with his doublet all unbrac'd; But, Sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips,

No hat upon his head; his stockings foul’d,

| Ungarter'd, and down-gyvedt to his ankle; As are companions noted and most known

Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each To youth and liberty.

And with a look so piteous in purport, (other; Rey. As gaming, my lord. Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing,

As if he had been loosed out of hell,

To speak of horrors,-he comes before me. quarrelling, Drabbing :-You may go so far.

Pol. Mad for thy love? Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him.

| Oph. My lord, I do not know;

But, truly, I do fear it. Pol. 'Faith, no; as you may season it in the

Pól. What said he? You must not put another scandal on him,

Oph. He took me by the wrist, and held me That he is open to incontinency;

hard; That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults

Then goes he to the length of all his arm ; so quaintly,

And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow, That they may seem the taints of liberty:

He falls to such perusal of my face, The flash and out-break of a fiery mind;

As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so; A savagenesst in unreclaimed blood,

At last,--a little shaking of mine arm, Of general assault.

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And thrice his head thus waving up and Guil. But we both obey; down,

And here give up ourselves, in the full bent, He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound, To lay our service freely at your feet, As it did seem to shatter all his bulk,"

To be commanded. And end his being: That done, he lets me go: King. Thanks, Rosencrantz, and gentle And, with his head over his shoulder turn'd.

Guildenstern.
He seem'd to find his way without his eyes; Queen. Thanks, Guildenstern, and gentle
For out o'doors he went without their helps,

Rosencrantz:
And, to the last, bended their light on me. And I beseech you instantly to visit

Pol. Come, go with me; I will go seek the My too much changed son.-Go, some of you, This is the very ecstasy of love; [king. And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is. Whose violent property foredoest itself,

Guil. Heavens make our presence, and our And leads the will to desperate undertakings, Pleasant and helpful to him! (practices, As oft as any passion under heaven,

Queen. Ay, amen! That does afflict our natures. I am sorry,

[Exeunt RosENCRANTZ, GUILDENSTEEN, What, have you given him any hard words of

and some Attendants. late ? Oph. No, my good lord; but, as you did

Enter POLONIUS. command,

Pol. The embassadors from Norway, my I did repel his letters, and denied

good lord, His access to me.

Are joyfully return'd. Pol. That hath made him mad. (ment, King. Thou still hast been the father of good I am sorry, that with better heed and judge-|

news. I had not quotedt him; I fear'd, he did bat Pol. Have I. niy lord? Assure you, my good trifle,

[jealousy ! | I hold my duty, as I hold my soul, And meant to wreck thee; but, beshrew my Both to my God, and to my gracious king : It seems, it is as proper to our age

And I do think, (or else this brain of mine To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions, | Hunts not the trailt of policy so sure As it is common for the younger sort

As it hath us'd to do,) that I have found To lack discretion. Come, go we to the king: The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy, This must be known ; which, being kept close, King. O, speak of that; that I do long to might move

hear. More grief to hide, than hate to utter love. Pol. Give first admittance to the embassaCome.

dors;

My news shall be the fruits to that great feast. SCEN I. A Room in the Castle.

King. Thyself do grace to them, and bring Enter King, QUEEN, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDEN

them in.

[Erit POLONITS.

He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found STERN, and Attendants.

The head and source of all your son's distemKing. Welcome, dear Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern!

Queen. I doubt, it is no other but the main; Moreover that we much did long to see you,

| His father's death, and our o'erhasty marriage. The need, we have to use you, did provoke Our hasty sending. Something have you heard

Re-enter POLONTUS, with VOLTIMAND and Of Hamlet's transformation ; so I call it,

CORNELIUS. Since not the exterior nor the inward man King. Well, we shall sist him.-Welcome, Resembles that it was : What it should be,

my good friends!

(way? More than his father's death, that thus hath Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Nor.

| Volt. Most fair return of greetings and deSo much from the understanding of himself, Upon our first, he sent out to suppress [sires. I cannot dream of: I entreat you both,

His nephew's levies; which to him appear'd That,-being of so young days brought up To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack ;s with him;

(humour, But, better look'd into, he truly found And, since, so neighbour'd to his youth and It was against your highness: Whereat That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court

That so his sickness, age, and impotence, Some little time : so by your companies Was falsely borne in hand, -sends out arrests To draw him on to pleasures ; and to gather, On Fortinbras ; which he, in brief, obeys; So much as from occasion you may glean, Receives rebuke from Norway; and, in fine, Whether aught, to us unknown, afflicts bim Makes vow before his uncle, never more That, open'd, lies within our remedy. [thus. To give the assay of arms against your majesty. Queen. Good gentlemen, he hath much talk'd Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy, of you;

Gives bim three thousand crowns in annual fee; And, sure I am, two men there are not living, And his commission, to employ those soldiers, To whom he more adheres. If it will please So levied as before, against the Polack; you

With an entreaty, herein further shown, To show us so much gentry, 5 and good-will,

(Gires a Paper. As to expend your time with us a while, That it might please you to give quiet pass For the supply and profit of our hope,

Through your dominions for this enterprise ; Your visitation shall receive such thanks On such regards of safety, and allowance, As fits a king's remembrance.

As therein are set down. Ros. Both your majesties

King. It likes us well : Might, by the sovereign power you have of us, And, at our more consider'd time, we'll read, Put your dread pleasures more into command Answer, and think upon this business, Than to entreaty.

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Meantime, we thank you for your well-took | That she should lock herself from his resort, labour:

Admit no messengers, receive no tokens. Go to your rest; at night we'll feast together : Which done, she took the fruits of my advice; Most welcome home!

And he, repulsed, (a short tale to make,) [Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS. Fell into a sadness; then into a fast; Pol. This business is well ended.

Thence to a watch; thence into a weakness; My liege, and madam, to expostulate*

Thence to a lightness; and, by this declension, What majesty should be, what duty is,

Into the madness wherein now be raves,
Why day is day, night night, and time is time, And all we mourn for.
Were nothing but to waste night, day, and King. Do you think, 'tis this?

Queen. It may be, very likely.
Therefore,-since brevity is the soul of wit, Pol. Hath there been such a time, (I'd fain
And tediousness the limbs and outward flour-

know that,)
ishes,

That I have positively said, 'Tis so,
I will be brief: Your noble son is mad: When it prov'd otherwise ?
Mad call I it: for, to define true madness,

King. Not that I know.
What is't, but to be nothing else but mad : Pol. Take this from this, if this be otherwise:
But let that go.

[Pointing to his Head and Shoulder. Queen. More matter, with less art.

If circumstances lead me, I will find Pol. Madam, I swear I use no art at all.

Where truth is hid, though it were bid indeed That he is mad, 'tis true: 'tis true, 'tis pity;

Within the centre. And pity 'tis, 'tis true: a foolish figure;

King. How may we try it further? But farewell it, for I will use no art.

Pol. You know, sometimes he walks for Mad let us grant him then: and now remains,

hours together, That we find out the cause of this effect;

Here in the lobby. Or, rather say, the cause of this defect;

Queen. So he does, indeed. For this effect, defective, comes by cause: Pol. At such a time I'll loose my daughter Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.

to him: Perpend.

Be you and I behind an arras" then ; I have a daughter; have, while she is mine;

| Mark the encounter: if he love her not, Who, in her duty and obedience, mark,

And be not from his reason fallen thereon, Hath given me this: Now gather and surmise.

Let me be no assistant for a state, --To the celestial, and my soul's idol, the most But keep a farm, and carters. beautified Ophelia,

King. We will try it. That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; beautified is

Enter Hamlet, reading. a vile phrase; but you shall hear, -Thus: In her excellent white bosom, these, &c.

Queen. But, look, where sadly the poor Queen. Came this from Hamlet to her ?

wretch comes reading. Pol. Good madam, stay awhile; I will be. Pol. Away, I do beseech you, both away; faithful. "

I'll board+ him presently :-0, give me leave.

(Exeunt King, Queen, and Attendants.
Doubt thou, the stars are fire ; [Reads. How does my good lord Hamlet?
Doubt, that the sun doth more:

Ham. Well, god-'a-mercy.
Doubt truth to be a liar;

Pol. Do you know me, my lord ?
But never doubt, I love.

Ham. Excellent well; you are a fishmonger.

Pol. Not I, my lord. O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers; I

Ham. Then I would you were so honest a have not art to reckon my groans; but that I love

man. thee best, О most best, believe it. Adieu.

Pol. Honest, my lord?
Thine evermore, most dear lady, whilst

Ham. Ay, Sir; to be honest, as this world this machine is to him, Hamlet.

goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thouThis, in obedience, hath my daughter shown

sand. And more above, hath his solicitings, [me:

Pol. That's very true, my lord. As they fell out by time, by means, and place,

Ham. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead All given to mine ear.

dog, being a god, kissing carrion, - Have you King. But how hath she

a daughter? Receiv'd his love?

Pol. I have, my lord. Pol. What do you think of me?

Ham. Let her not walk i'the sun: concepKing. As of a man faithful and honourable.

tiont is a blessing; but as your daughter may Pol. I would fain prove so. But what might

conceive, 5-friend, look to't. . you think,

Pol. How say you by that? [Aside.] Still When I had seen this hot love on the wing,

harping on my daughter:-yet he knew me not (As I perceiv'd it, I must tell you that, (you,

at first; he said, I was a fishmonger: He is far Before my daughter told me,) what might

gone, far gone: and, truly in my youth I sufOr my dear majesty your queen here, think,

fered much extremity for love; very near this. If I had play'd the desk, or table-book;

I'll speak to him again.-What do you read, Or given my heart a working, mute and

my lord ? dumb;

Ham. Words, words, words ! Or look'd upon this love with idle sight;

Pol. What is the matter, my lord? What might you think? do, I went roundt to

Ham. Between who? work,

Pol. I mean, the matter that you read, my And my young mistress thus did I bespeak;

lord, Lord Hamlet is a prince out of thy sphere;

Ham. Slanders, Sir : for the satirical rogue This must not be ; and then I precepts gave her. I says here, that old men bave grey beards; that

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the air, my lord

their faces are wrinkled; their eyes purging Ham. Then are our beggars, bodies; and thick amber, and plum-tree gum; and that our monarchs, and outstretch'd beroes, the they have a plentiful lack of wit, together with beggars' shadows: Shall we to the court fer, most weak hams: All of which, Sir, though I by my fay, I cannot reason most powerfully and potently believe, yet Il Ros. Guil. We'll wait upon you. hold it not honesty to have it thus set down; Ham. No such matter: I will not sort you for yourself, Sir, shall be as old as I am, if, with the rest of my servants; for, to speak to like a crab, you could go backward.

you like an honest man, I am most dreadfully Pol. Though this be madness, yet there's attended. But, in the beaten way of friend. method in it. [Aside.) Will you walk out of ship, what make you at Elsinore?

Ros. To visit you, my lord; no other occaHam. Into my grave?

sion. Pol. Indeed, that is out o'the air.-How Ham. Beggar that I am, I am even poor in pregnant* sometimes his replies are! a happi- thanks; but I thank you :and sure, dear friends, ness that often madness hits on, which reason my thanks are too dear, a halfpenny. Were and sanityt could not so prosperously be de- you not sent for? Is it your own inclining? Is livered of. I will leave him, and suddenly it a free visitation ? Come, come; deal justly contrive the means of meeting between him and with me : come, come; nay, speak. my daughter.--My honourable lord, I will Guil. What should we say, my lord ? most humbly take my leave of you.

Ham. Any thing-but to the purpose. You Ham. You cannot, Sir, take from me any were sent for; and there is a kind of confesthing that I will more willingly part withal;sion in your looks, which your modesties have except my life, except my life, except my life. not craft enough to colour: I know, the good Pol. Fare you well, my lord.

king and queen have sent for you. Ham. These tedious old fools !

Ros. To what end, my lord ?

Ham. That you must teach me. But let me Enter Rosencrantz and GUILDENSTERN.

conjure you by the rights of our fellowship,

by the consonancy of our youth, by the obliga. Pol. You go to seek the lord Hamlet; there he is.

tion of our ever-preserved love, and by what Ros. God save you, Sir! [To Polonius.

more dear a better proposer could charge you [Erit POLONIUS.

withal, be even and direct with me, whether Guil. My honour'd lord !

you were sent for, or no ? Ros. My most dear lord !

Ros. What say you? [To GUILDENSTERN, Ham. My excellent good friends! How dost

Ham. Nay, then I have an eye of you; thou, Guildenstern? Åh, Rosencrantz! Good

[Aside.]-if you love me, hold not off. lads, how do ye both ?

Guil. My lord, we were sent for. Ros. As the indifferent children of the earth.

Ham. I will tell you why; so shall my antiGuil. Happy, in that we are not overhappy;

cipation prevent your discovery, and your On fortune's cap we are not the very button.

secrecy to the king and queen moult no feather. Ham. Nor the soles of her shoe?

I have of late, (but, wherefore, I know not,) Ros. Neither, my lord.

lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exerHam. Then you live about her waist, or in

cises: and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my the middle of her favours?

disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth,

;

seems to me a steril promontory ; this most Guil. 'Faith, her privates we. Ham. In the secret parts of fortune? O, most

excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave true; she is a strumpet. What news?

o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof Ros. None, my lord; but that the world is i

fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no

other thing to me, than a foul and pestilent grown honest. Ham. Then is doomsday near : But your

congregation of vapours. What a piece of news is not true. Let me question more in

work is man! How noble in reason ! how inparticular: What have you, my good friends,

finite in faculties ! in form, and moving, how

express and admirable! in action, how like an deserved at the hands of fortune, that she

angel! in apprehension, how like a god! the sends you to prison hither? Guil. Prison, my lord !

beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! Ham. Denmark's a prison.

And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of Ros. Then is the world one.

dust? man delights not me, nor woman neiHam. A goodly one ; in which there are

ther; though, by your smiling, you seem to

say so. many confines, wards, and dungeons; Den

Ros. My lord, there is no such stuff in my mark being one of the worst. Ros. We think not so, my lord.

thoughts." Ham. Why, then 'tis none to you; for there Man delights not me?

Ham. Why did you laugh then, when I said, is nothing either good or bad, but thinking

Ros. To think, my lord, if you delight not in makes it so: to me it is a prison. Ros. Why, then your anibition makes it

man, what lenten* entertainment the players one; 'tis too narrow for your mind.

shall receive from you: we cotedt them on the Ham. () God! I could be bounded in a nut

way; and hither are they coming, to offer you shell, and count myself a king of infinite

service.

Ham. He that plays the king, shall be welspace; were it not that I have bad dreams. Guil. Which dreams, indeed, are ambition;

come; his majesty shall have tribute of me: for the very substance of the ambitious is merely

the adventurous knight shall use his foil, and the shadow of a dream.

target; the lover shall not sigh gratis; the huHam. A dream itself is but a shadow.

morous man shall end his part in peace; the

clown shall make those laugh, whose lungs are Ros. Truly, and I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality, that it is but a shadow's

tickled o'the sere; and the lady shall say her chadow.

mind freely, or the blapk verse shall balt-for't.

-What players are they?
Ready, apt.
+ Soundness of mind.

* Spare.

+ Overtook

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