Claudius No jocund health that Denmark drinks today, But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell, And the king's rouse the heavens all bruit again, Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come away. [Exit all except Hamlet] Read more about popup_note_index_item 4783
Claudius How is it that the clouds still hang on you? Hamlet Not so, my lord; I am too much i' the sun. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4773
