And I, of ladies most deject and wretched,
That suck'd the honey of his musick vows,[39]
Now see that noble and most sovereign reason,
Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh:
O, woe is me,
To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
[Exit OPHELIA, L.H.]
Re-enter KING and POLONIUS.
King. Love! his affections do not that way tend;