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Credit: Hamlet, a dramatic prelude, in five acts / by James Rush. Source: Wellcome Collection.
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![This must be he that Arno spoke of. Furloe, I think's his name. Now, to brew in his own atmosphere; I'll cloud him. Let us have wine, boy. To touch his lips with flavor of the best, may tempt his tongue's unwary freedom forth. Enter Servant with wine; and exit. There's truth, they say, in wine. I'll try if there is profit too. Enter Furloe. Fur. I greet your lordship with good words of hope. Claud. Here's welcome then to hope and thee. {They drink.~\ Fur. The people have resolved to make thee King, hereafter. Claud. This news must have health-filling from us, now. [They drinkJ] How happened this,—so soon,—so well ? Fur. It came of management; a thing done easily, if you will do it. Claud. Use you no argument? Fur. Yes, my lord ;—your high-proof Danish fla- gon. It's called lip-logic by the leaders. Claud. Then come; my gratitude shall kiss this great persuader. Here's to the sovereign people's king. [They drink.'] Fur. This Rhenish has the cask's choice quality, my lord. Claud. Better still; it hath the virtue of the hoop :— the end of its taste brings you to the beginning. Its quality makes thirst for itself. Come, again. [They drink.~\ The earth's pure unbrewed fountain, by a thriftless quenching, makes o'erflowing cheapness. Wine is the leader, Furloe ; water, but the common people.—No,— yes,—you see,—because they are so pure. {Here, Claudius exhibits a slight confusion of ine- briety.]](https://iiif.wellcomecollection.org/image/b21152081_0112.jp2/full/800%2C/0/default.jpg)
