live in
this fair
world
behind,
Honour'd,
belov'd,
and haply
one as
kind For
husband
shalt
thou-
Queen. O,
confound
the rest!
Such love
must needs
be treason
in my
breast.
When
second
husband
let me be
accurst!
None wed
the second
but who
killed the
first.
Ham.
[aside]
Wormwood,
wormwood!
Queen. The
instances
that
second
marriage
move Are
base
respects
of thrift,
but none
of love. A
second
time I
kill my
husband
dead When
