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Words, words, words

Words, words, words.Epizeuxis
What is the matter, my lord?
Between who?
I mean the matter Antanaclesis
that you read, my lord.

Though this be madness, yet there is
method in ‘t.

Slanders, sir; for the satirical rogue says here
that old men have gray beards, that their faces are
wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and
plum-tree gum, and that they have a plentiful lack of
wit, Anaphora
together with most weak hams; all which, sir,
though I most powerfully and potently believeHendiadys and Alliteration, yet I
hold it not honesty to have Alliterationit thus set down; for
yourself, sir, shall grow old as I am, if, like a crab,
you could go backward.Simile

Polonius aside
Though this be madness, yet there is
method in ‘t.Paradox

Act 2
Scene 2
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