Act II Scene 2
 OPHELIA      The  king rises.
HAMLET    What, frighted with false fire!
QUEEN GERTRUDE    How fares my lord?
LORD POLONIUS    Give o'er the play.
KING CLAUDIUS    Give me some light: away!

Act 4 Scene 5
LAERTES    Where is this king? Sirs, stand you all without.
Danes   No, let's come in.
LAERTES    I pray you, give me leave.
Danes   We will, we will.  They retire without the door
LAERTES    I thank you: keep the door. O thou vile king, Give me my father!
QUEEN GERTRUDE  Calmly, good Laertes.
LAERTES   That drop of blood that's calm proclaims me bastard,
Cries cuckold to my father, brands the harlot
Even here, between the chaste unsmirched brow
Of my true mother.
KING CLAUDIUS     What is the cause, Laertes,
That thy rebellion looks so giant-like?
Let him go, Gertrude; do not fear our person:
There's such divinity doth hedge a king,
That treason can but peep to what it would,
Acts little of his will. Tell me, Laertes,
Why thou art thus incensed. Let him go, Gertrude.
Speak, man.

Act 5 Scene 2 
QUEEN GERTRUDE    He's fat, and scant of breath.
Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows;
The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet.
HAMLET   Good madam!
KING CLAUDIUS   Gertrude, do not drink.
QUEEN GERTRUDE   I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon me.
KING CLAUDIUS   [Aside] It is the poison'd cup: it is too late.

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