Damn it, show me what you're going to do for her. Will
you cry? Fight? Stop eating? Cut yourself? Drink vinegar? Eat a
crocodile? I'll do all that. Did you come here to whine?
To outdo me by jumping into her grave so theatrically? To be buried
alive with her? So will I. And if you rattle on about mountains,
then let them throw millions of acres over us. It will be so high a
peak that it scrapes against heaven and makes Mount Ossa look like a
wart. See? I can talk crazy as well as you.
GERTRUDE
This is mere madness.
And thus a while the fit will work on him.
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Anon, as patient as the female dove
When that her golden couplets are disclosed,
His silence will sit drooping.
GERTRUDE
This is pure insanity. He'll be like this for a little
while. Then he'll be as calm and quiet as a dove waiting
for her eggs to hatch.
