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@@ -13,7 +13,7 @@ Title: The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
 Author: William Shakespeare
 
 Release Date: January 1994 [eBook #100]
-[Most recently updated: October 29, 2023]
+[Most recently updated: November 9, 2023]
 
 Language: English
 
@@ -35039,13 +35039,13 @@ Like Niobe, all tears.—Why she, even she—
 O God! A beast that wants discourse of reason
 Would have mourn’d longer,—married with mine uncle,
 My father’s brother; but no more like my father
-Than I to Hercules. Within a month?
+Than I to Hercules. Within a month,
 Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
 Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,
 She married. O most wicked speed, to post
 With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
 It is not, nor it cannot come to good.
-But break my heart, for I must hold my tongue.
+But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.
 
 Enter Horatio, Marcellus and Barnardo.
 
@@ -35335,7 +35335,7 @@ And keep you in the rear of your affection,
 Out of the shot and danger of desire.
 The chariest maid is prodigal enough
 If she unmask her beauty to the moon.
-Virtue itself scopes not calumnious strokes:
+Virtue itself ’scapes not calumnious strokes:
 The canker galls the infants of the spring
 Too oft before their buttons be disclos’d,
 And in the morn and liquid dew of youth
@@ -35446,7 +35446,7 @@ Marry, I’ll teach you; think yourself a baby;
 That you have ta’en these tenders for true pay,
 Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more dearly;
 Or,—not to crack the wind of the poor phrase,
-Roaming it thus,—you’ll tender me a fool.
+Running it thus,—you’ll tender me a fool.
 
 OPHELIA.
 My lord, he hath importun’d me with love
@@ -35476,7 +35476,7 @@ Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers,
 Not of that dye which their investments show,
 But mere implorators of unholy suits,
 Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds,
-The better to beguile. This is for all.
+The better to beguile. This is for all:
 I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth
 Have you so slander any moment leisure
 As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet.
@@ -35549,7 +35549,7 @@ His virtues else,—be they as pure as grace,
 As infinite as man may undergo,
 Shall in the general censure take corruption
 From that particular fault. The dram of evil
-Doth all the noble substance often doubt
+Doth all the noble substance of a doubt
 To his own scandal.
 
 HORATIO.
@@ -35615,7 +35615,7 @@ Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason,
 And draw you into madness? Think of it.
 The very place puts toys of desperation,
 Without more motive, into every brain
-That looks so many fadoms to the sea
+That looks so many fathoms to the sea
 And hears it roar beneath.
 
 HAMLET.
@@ -35713,7 +35713,7 @@ Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood,
 Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres,
 Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
 And each particular hair to stand on end
-Like quills upon the fretful porcupine.
+Like quills upon the fretful porpentine.
 But this eternal blazon must not be
 To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list!
 If thou didst ever thy dear father love—
@@ -35801,7 +35801,7 @@ And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
 To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once!
 The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,
 And ’gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
-Adieu, adieu, adieu. Hamlet, remember me.
+Adieu, adieu, adieu. Remember me.
 
 [_Exit._]
 
@@ -35891,7 +35891,7 @@ HAMLET.
 Why, right; you are i’ the right;
 And so, without more circumstance at all,
 I hold it fit that we shake hands and part:
-You, as your business and desires shall point you,—
+You, as your business and desire shall point you,—
 For every man hath business and desire,
 Such as it is;—and for my own poor part,
 Look you, I’ll go pray.
@@ -35946,7 +35946,7 @@ GHOST.
 [_Cries under the stage._] Swear.
 
 HAMLET.
-Ha, ha boy, say’st thou so? Art thou there, truepenny?
+Ha, ha boy, sayst thou so? Art thou there, truepenny?
 Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage.
 Consent to swear.
 
@@ -36522,7 +36522,7 @@ POLONIUS.
 Do you know me, my lord?
 
 HAMLET.
-Excellent well. You’re a fishmonger.
+Excellent well. You are a fishmonger.
 
 POLONIUS.
 Not I, my lord.
@@ -36580,7 +36580,7 @@ For you yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab you could
 go backward.
 
 POLONIUS.
-[_Aside._] Though this be madness, yet there is a method in’t.—
+[_Aside._] Though this be madness, yet there is method in’t.—
 Will you walk out of the air, my lord?
 
 HAMLET.
@@ -36773,7 +36773,7 @@ HAMLET.
 He that plays the king shall be welcome,—his Majesty shall have tribute
 of me; the adventurous knight shall use his foil and target; the lover
 shall not sigh gratis, the humorous man shall end his part in peace;
-the clown shall make those laugh whose lungs are tickle a’ th’ sere;
+the clown shall make those laugh whose lungs are tickle o’ th’ sere;
 and the lady shall say her mind freely, or the blank verse shall halt
 for’t. What players are they?
 
@@ -37017,7 +37017,7 @@ POLONIUS.
 This is too long.
 
 HAMLET.
-It shall to the barber’s, with your beard.—Prythee say on.
+It shall to the barber’s, with your beard.—Prithee say on.
 He’s for a jig or a tale of bawdry, or he sleeps.
 Say on; come to Hecuba.
 
@@ -37061,8 +37061,8 @@ POLONIUS.
 My lord, I will use them according to their desert.
 
 HAMLET.
-God’s bodikin, man, better. Use every man after his desert, and who
-should scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity. The
+God’s bodikin, man, much better. Use every man after his desert, and who
+should ’scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity. The
 less they deserve, the more merit is in your bounty. Take them in.
 
 POLONIUS.
@@ -37562,7 +37562,7 @@ And could of men distinguish, her election
 Hath seal’d thee for herself. For thou hast been
 As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing,
 A man that Fortune’s buffets and rewards
-Hast ta’en with equal thanks. And bles’d are those
+Hast ta’en with equal thanks. And blessed are those
 Whose blood and judgement are so well co-mingled
 That they are not a pipe for Fortune’s finger
 To sound what stop she please. Give me that man
@@ -37572,7 +37572,7 @@ As I do thee. Something too much of this.
 There is a play tonight before the King.
 One scene of it comes near the circumstance
 Which I have told thee, of my father’s death.
-I prythee, when thou see’st that act a-foot,
+I prithee, when thou see’st that act a-foot,
 Even with the very comment of thy soul
 Observe mine uncle. If his occulted guilt
 Do not itself unkennel in one speech,
@@ -37586,7 +37586,7 @@ In censure of his seeming.
 HORATIO.
 Well, my lord.
 If he steal aught the whilst this play is playing,
-And scape detecting, I will pay the theft.
+And ’scape detecting, I will pay the theft.
 
 HAMLET.
 They are coming to the play. I must be idle.
@@ -37708,7 +37708,7 @@ OPHELIA.
 What means this, my lord?
 
 HAMLET.
-Marry, this is miching mallicho; it means mischief.
+Marry, this is miching mallecho; it means mischief.
 
 OPHELIA.
 Belike this show imports the argument of the play.
@@ -39127,7 +39127,7 @@ OPHELIA.
 [_Sings._]
    How should I your true love know
      From another one?
-   By his cockle bat and staff
+   By his cockle hat and staff
      And his sandal shoon.
 
 QUEEN.
@@ -39157,7 +39157,7 @@ Alas, look here, my lord!
 OPHELIA.
 [_Sings._]
      Larded all with sweet flowers;
-   Which bewept to the grave did go
+   Which bewept to the grave did not go
      With true-love showers.
 
 KING.
@@ -39388,7 +39388,7 @@ After the thing it loves.
 OPHELIA.
 [_Sings._]
    They bore him barefac’d on the bier,
-   Hey no nonny, nonny, hey nonny
+   Hey non nonny, nonny, hey nonny
    And on his grave rain’d many a tear.—
    Fare you well, my dove!
 
@@ -39636,7 +39636,7 @@ KING.
 To thine own peace. If he be now return’d,
 As checking at his voyage, and that he means
 No more to undertake it, I will work him
-To exploit, now ripe in my device,
+To an exploit, now ripe in my device,
 Under the which he shall not choose but fall;
 And for his death no wind shall breathe,
 But even his mother shall uncharge the practice
@@ -39682,7 +39682,7 @@ KING.
 A Norman.
 
 LAERTES.
-Upon my life, Lamond.
+Upon my life, Lamord.
 
 KING.
 The very same.
@@ -40167,7 +40167,7 @@ have kiss’d I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols?
 your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table
 on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen?
 Now get you to my lady’s chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch
-thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.—Prythee,
+thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.—Prithee,
 Horatio, tell me one thing.
 
 HORATIO.
@@ -40288,7 +40288,7 @@ LAERTES.
 
 HAMLET.
 Thou pray’st not well.
-I prythee take thy fingers from my throat;
+I prithee take thy fingers from my throat;
 For though I am not splenative and rash,
 Yet have I in me something dangerous,
 Which let thy wiseness fear. Away thy hand!
@@ -40681,7 +40681,7 @@ more of the same bevy that I know the drossy age dotes on,— only got
 the tune of the time and outward habit of encounter; a kind of yeasty
 collection, which carries them through and through the most fanned and
 winnowed opinions; and do but blow them to their trial, the bubbles are
-out,
+out.
 
 Enter a Lord.
 
@@ -86082,7 +86082,7 @@ LEAR.
 Why, no, boy; nothing can be made out of nothing.
 
 FOOL.
-[_to Kent._] Prythee tell him, so much the rent of his land
+[_to Kent._] Prithee tell him, so much the rent of his land
 comes to: he will not believe a fool.
 
 LEAR.
@@ -86150,7 +86150,7 @@ own breeches,
      And I for sorrow sung,
    That such a king should play bo-peep,
      And go the fools among.
-Prythee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach thy fool to
+Prithee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach thy fool to
 lie; I would fain learn to lie.
 
 LEAR.
@@ -86449,7 +86449,7 @@ LEAR.
 Ay, boy.
 
 FOOL.
-Then I prythee be merry; thy wit shall not go slipshod.
+Then I prithee be merry; thy wit shall not go slipshod.
 
 LEAR.
 Ha, ha, ha!
@@ -86812,7 +86812,7 @@ KENT.
 I’ the mire.
 
 OSWALD.
-Prythee, if thou lov’st me, tell me.
+Prithee, if thou lov’st me, tell me.
 
 KENT.
 I love thee not.
@@ -87544,7 +87544,7 @@ GONERIL.
 At your choice, sir.
 
 LEAR.
-I prythee, daughter, do not make me mad:
+I prithee, daughter, do not make me mad:
 I will not trouble thee, my child; farewell:
 We’ll no more meet, no more see one another.
 But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter;
@@ -88017,7 +88017,7 @@ KENT.
 Good my lord, enter here.
 
 LEAR.
-Prythee go in thyself; seek thine own ease:
+Prithee go in thyself; seek thine own ease:
 This tempest will not give me leave to ponder
 On things would hurt me more. But I’ll go in.
 [_To the Fool._] In, boy; go first. You houseless poverty,
@@ -88145,7 +88145,7 @@ lendings! Come, unbutton here.
  [_Tears off his clothes._]
 
 FOOL.
-Prythee, nuncle, be contented; ’tis a naughty night to swim
+Prithee, nuncle, be contented; ’tis a naughty night to swim
 in. Now a little fire in a wild field were like an old lecher’s
 heart, a small spark, all the rest on’s body cold. Look, here
 comes a walking fire.
@@ -88353,7 +88353,7 @@ Frateretto calls me; and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake
 of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.
 
 FOOL.
-Prythee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a
+Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a
 yeoman.
 
 LEAR.
@@ -88486,7 +88486,7 @@ KENT.
 Here, sir; but trouble him not, his wits are gone.
 
 GLOUCESTER.
-Good friend, I prythee, take him in thy arms;
+Good friend, I prithee, take him in thy arms;
 I have o’erheard a plot of death upon him;
 There is a litter ready; lay him in’t
 And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet
@@ -88886,7 +88886,7 @@ OLD MAN.
 Ay, my lord.
 
 GLOUCESTER.
-Then prythee get thee away. If for my sake
+Then prithee get thee away. If for my sake
 Thou wilt o’ertake us hence a mile or twain,
 I’ the way toward Dover, do it for ancient love,
 And bring some covering for this naked soul,
@@ -89930,7 +89930,7 @@ Nor more, nor clipp’d, but so.
 CORDELIA.
 Be better suited,
 These weeds are memories of those worser hours:
-I prythee put them off.
+I prithee put them off.
 
 KENT.
 Pardon, dear madam;
@@ -90868,7 +90868,7 @@ KENT.
 O, my good master! [_Kneeling._]
 
 LEAR.
-Prythee, away!
+Prithee, away!
 
 EDGAR.
 ’Tis noble Kent, your friend.
@@ -90967,7 +90967,7 @@ EDGAR.
 He faints! My lord, my lord!
 
 KENT.
-Break, heart; I prythee break!
+Break, heart; I prithee break!
 
 EDGAR.
 Look up, my lord.
diff --git a/100-h/100-h.htm b/100-h/100-h.htm
index e8f91f3..f2145ab 100644
--- a/100-h/100-h.htm
+++ b/100-h/100-h.htm
@@ -92,7 +92,7 @@ country where you are located before using this eBook.
 <div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Title: The Complete Works of William Shakespeare</div>
 <div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: William Shakespeare</div>
 <div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: January 1994 [eBook #100]<br />
-[Most recently updated: October 29, 2023]</div>
+[Most recently updated: November 9, 2023]</div>
 <div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</div>
 <div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ***</div>
 
@@ -48546,13 +48546,13 @@ Like Niobe, all tears.—Why she, even she—<br/>
 O God! A beast that wants discourse of reason<br/>
 Would have mourn’d longer,—married with mine uncle,<br/>
 My father’s brother; but no more like my father<br/>
-Than I to Hercules. Within a month?<br/>
+Than I to Hercules. Within a month,<br/>
 Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears<br/>
 Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,<br/>
 She married. O most wicked speed, to post<br/>
 With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!<br/>
 It is not, nor it cannot come to good.<br/>
-But break my heart, for I must hold my tongue.<br/>
+But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.<br/>
 </p>
 
 <p class="scenedesc">
@@ -48978,7 +48978,7 @@ And keep you in the rear of your affection,<br/>
 Out of the shot and danger of desire.<br/>
 The chariest maid is prodigal enough<br/>
 If she unmask her beauty to the moon.<br/>
-Virtue itself scopes not calumnious strokes:<br/>
+Virtue itself ’scapes not calumnious strokes:<br/>
 The canker galls the infants of the spring<br/>
 Too oft before their buttons be disclos’d,<br/>
 And in the morn and liquid dew of youth<br/>
@@ -49129,7 +49129,7 @@ Marry, I’ll teach you; think yourself a baby;<br/>
 That you have ta’en these tenders for true pay,<br/>
 Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more dearly;<br/>
 Or,—not to crack the wind of the poor phrase,<br/>
-Roaming it thus,—you’ll tender me a fool.<br/>
+Running it thus,—you’ll tender me a fool.<br/>
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -49167,7 +49167,7 @@ Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers,<br/>
 Not of that dye which their investments show,<br/>
 But mere implorators of unholy suits,<br/>
 Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds,<br/>
-The better to beguile. This is for all.<br/>
+The better to beguile. This is for all:<br/>
 I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth<br/>
 Have you so slander any moment leisure<br/>
 As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet.<br/>
@@ -49270,7 +49270,7 @@ His virtues else,—be they as pure as grace,<br/>
 As infinite as man may undergo,<br/>
 Shall in the general censure take corruption<br/>
 From that particular fault. The dram of evil<br/>
-Doth all the noble substance often doubt<br/>
+Doth all the noble substance of a doubt<br/>
 To his own scandal.<br/>
 </p>
 
@@ -49359,7 +49359,7 @@ Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason,<br/>
 And draw you into madness? Think of it.<br/>
 The very place puts toys of desperation,<br/>
 Without more motive, into every brain<br/>
-That looks so many fadoms to the sea<br/>
+That looks so many fathoms to the sea<br/>
 And hears it roar beneath.<br/>
 </p>
 
@@ -49516,7 +49516,7 @@ Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood,<br/>
 Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres,<br/>
 Thy knotted and combined locks to part,<br/>
 And each particular hair to stand on end<br/>
-Like quills upon the fretful porcupine.<br/>
+Like quills upon the fretful porpentine.<br/>
 But this eternal blazon must not be<br/>
 To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O, list!<br/>
 If thou didst ever thy dear father love—<br/>
@@ -49620,7 +49620,7 @@ And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,<br/>
 To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once!<br/>
 The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,<br/>
 And ’gins to pale his uneffectual fire.<br/>
-Adieu, adieu, adieu. Hamlet, remember me.<br/>
+Adieu, adieu, adieu. Remember me.<br/>
 </p>
 
 <p class="right">
@@ -49757,7 +49757,7 @@ HAMLET.<br/>
 Why, right; you are i’ the right;<br/>
 And so, without more circumstance at all,<br/>
 I hold it fit that we shake hands and part:<br/>
-You, as your business and desires shall point you,—<br/>
+You, as your business and desire shall point you,—<br/>
 For every man hath business and desire,<br/>
 Such as it is;—and for my own poor part,<br/>
 Look you, I’ll go pray.<br/>
@@ -49842,7 +49842,7 @@ GHOST.<br/>
 
 <p class="drama">
 HAMLET.<br/>
-Ha, ha boy, say’st thou so? Art thou there, truepenny?<br/>
+Ha, ha boy, sayst thou so? Art thou there, truepenny?<br/>
 Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage.<br/>
 Consent to swear.<br/>
 </p>
@@ -50637,7 +50637,7 @@ Do you know me, my lord?<br/>
 
 <p class="drama">
 HAMLET.<br/>
-Excellent well. You’re a fishmonger.<br/>
+Excellent well. You are a fishmonger.<br/>
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -50723,7 +50723,7 @@ am, if like a crab you could go backward.
 
 <p class="drama">
 POLONIUS.<br/>
-[<i>Aside.</i>] Though this be madness, yet there is a method in’t.—<br/>
+[<i>Aside.</i>] Though this be madness, yet there is method in’t.—<br/>
 Will you walk out of the air, my lord?<br/>
 </p>
 
@@ -51010,7 +51010,7 @@ HAMLET.<br/>
 He that plays the king shall be welcome,—his Majesty shall have tribute of me;
 the adventurous knight shall use his foil and target; the lover shall not sigh
 gratis, the humorous man shall end his part in peace; the clown shall make
-those laugh whose lungs are tickle a’ th’ sere; and the lady shall say her mind
+those laugh whose lungs are tickle o’ th’ sere; and the lady shall say her mind
 freely, or the blank verse shall halt for’t. What players are they?
 </p>
 
@@ -51343,7 +51343,7 @@ This is too long.<br/>
 
 <p class="drama">
 HAMLET.<br/>
-It shall to the barber’s, with your beard.—Prythee say on.<br/>
+It shall to the barber’s, with your beard.—Prithee say on.<br/>
 He’s for a jig or a tale of bawdry, or he sleeps.<br/>
 Say on; come to Hecuba.<br/>
 </p>
@@ -51402,8 +51402,8 @@ My lord, I will use them according to their desert.<br/>
 
 <p class="drama">
 HAMLET.<br/>
-God’s bodikin, man, better. Use every man after his desert, and who should
-scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity. The less they
+God’s bodikin, man, much better. Use every man after his desert, and who should
+’scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity. The less they
 deserve, the more merit is in your bounty. Take them in.
 </p>
 
@@ -52084,7 +52084,7 @@ And could of men distinguish, her election<br/>
 Hath seal’d thee for herself. For thou hast been<br/>
 As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing,<br/>
 A man that Fortune’s buffets and rewards<br/>
-Hast ta’en with equal thanks. And bles’d are those<br/>
+Hast ta’en with equal thanks. And blessed are those<br/>
 Whose blood and judgement are so well co-mingled<br/>
 That they are not a pipe for Fortune’s finger<br/>
 To sound what stop she please. Give me that man<br/>
@@ -52094,7 +52094,7 @@ As I do thee. Something too much of this.<br/>
 There is a play tonight before the King.<br/>
 One scene of it comes near the circumstance<br/>
 Which I have told thee, of my father’s death.<br/>
-I prythee, when thou see’st that act a-foot,<br/>
+I prithee, when thou see’st that act a-foot,<br/>
 Even with the very comment of thy soul<br/>
 Observe mine uncle. If his occulted guilt<br/>
 Do not itself unkennel in one speech,<br/>
@@ -52110,7 +52110,7 @@ In censure of his seeming.<br/>
 HORATIO.<br/>
 Well, my lord.<br/>
 If he steal aught the whilst this play is playing,<br/>
-And scape detecting, I will pay the theft.<br/>
+And ’scape detecting, I will pay the theft.<br/>
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -52298,7 +52298,7 @@ What means this, my lord?<br/>
 
 <p class="drama">
 HAMLET.<br/>
-Marry, this is miching mallicho; it means mischief.<br/>
+Marry, this is miching mallecho; it means mischief.<br/>
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -54340,7 +54340,7 @@ OPHELIA.<br/>
 [<i>Sings.</i>]<br/>
    How should I your true love know<br/>
      From another one?<br/>
-   By his cockle bat and staff<br/>
+   By his cockle hat and staff<br/>
      And his sandal shoon.<br/>
 </p>
 
@@ -54384,7 +54384,7 @@ Alas, look here, my lord!<br/>
 OPHELIA.<br/>
 [<i>Sings.</i>]<br/>
      Larded all with sweet flowers;<br/>
-   Which bewept to the grave did go<br/>
+   Which bewept to the grave did not go<br/>
      With true-love showers.<br/>
 </p>
 
@@ -54717,7 +54717,7 @@ After the thing it loves.<br/>
 OPHELIA.<br/>
 [<i>Sings.</i>]<br/>
    They bore him barefac’d on the bier,<br/>
-   Hey no nonny, nonny, hey nonny<br/>
+   Hey non nonny, nonny, hey nonny<br/>
    And on his grave rain’d many a tear.—<br/>
    Fare you well, my dove!
 </p>
@@ -55066,7 +55066,7 @@ KING.<br/>
 To thine own peace. If he be now return’d,<br/>
 As checking at his voyage, and that he means<br/>
 No more to undertake it, I will work him<br/>
-To exploit, now ripe in my device,<br/>
+To an exploit, now ripe in my device,<br/>
 Under the which he shall not choose but fall;<br/>
 And for his death no wind shall breathe,<br/>
 But even his mother shall uncharge the practice<br/>
@@ -55126,7 +55126,7 @@ A Norman.<br/>
 
 <p class="drama">
 LAERTES.<br/>
-Upon my life, Lamond.<br/>
+Upon my life, Lamord.<br/>
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -55812,7 +55812,7 @@ at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss’d I know not how oft. Where be
 your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were
 wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? Quite
 chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady’s chamber, and tell her, let her paint an
-inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.—Prythee,
+inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.—Prithee,
 Horatio, tell me one thing.
 </p>
 
@@ -55984,7 +55984,7 @@ LAERTES.<br/>
 <p class="drama">
 HAMLET.<br/>
 Thou pray’st not well.<br/>
-I prythee take thy fingers from my throat;<br/>
+I prithee take thy fingers from my throat;<br/>
 For though I am not splenative and rash,<br/>
 Yet have I in me something dangerous,<br/>
 Which let thy wiseness fear. Away thy hand!<br/>
@@ -56550,7 +56550,7 @@ He did comply with his dug before he suck’d it. Thus has he,—and many more o
 the same bevy that I know the drossy age dotes on,— only got the tune of the
 time and outward habit of encounter; a kind of yeasty collection, which carries
 them through and through the most fanned and winnowed opinions; and do but blow
-them to their trial, the bubbles are out,
+them to their trial, the bubbles are out.
 </p>
 
 <p class="scenedesc">
@@ -116268,7 +116268,7 @@ Why, no, boy; nothing can be made out of nothing.
 
 <p class="drama">
 FOOL.<br/>
-[<i>to Kent.</i>] Prythee tell him, so much the rent of his land
+[<i>to Kent.</i>] Prithee tell him, so much the rent of his land
 comes to: he will not believe a fool.</p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -116356,7 +116356,7 @@ own breeches,<br/>
      And I for sorrow sung,<br/>
    That such a king should play bo-peep,<br/>
      And go the fools among.<br/>
-Prythee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach thy fool to
+Prithee, nuncle, keep a schoolmaster that can teach thy fool to
 lie; I would fain learn to lie.</p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -116743,7 +116743,7 @@ Ay, boy.
 
 <p class="drama">
 FOOL.<br/>
-Then I prythee be merry; thy wit shall not go slipshod.
+Then I prithee be merry; thy wit shall not go slipshod.
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -117249,7 +117249,7 @@ I’ the mire.
 
 <p class="drama">
 OSWALD.<br/>
-Prythee, if thou lov’st me, tell me.
+Prithee, if thou lov’st me, tell me.
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -118239,7 +118239,7 @@ At your choice, sir.
 
 <p class="drama">
 LEAR.<br/>
-I prythee, daughter, do not make me mad:<br/>
+I prithee, daughter, do not make me mad:<br/>
 I will not trouble thee, my child; farewell:<br/>
 We’ll no more meet, no more see one another.<br/>
 But yet thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter;<br/>
@@ -118841,7 +118841,7 @@ Good my lord, enter here.
 
 <p class="drama">
 LEAR.<br/>
-Prythee go in thyself; seek thine own ease:<br/>
+Prithee go in thyself; seek thine own ease:<br/>
 This tempest will not give me leave to ponder<br/>
 On things would hurt me more. But I’ll go in.<br/>
 [<i>To the Fool.</i>] In, boy; go first. You houseless poverty,<br/>
@@ -119010,7 +119010,7 @@ lendings! Come, unbutton here.
 
 <p class="drama">
 FOOL.<br/>
-Prythee, nuncle, be contented; ’tis a naughty night to swim
+Prithee, nuncle, be contented; ’tis a naughty night to swim
 in. Now a little fire in a wild field were like an old lecher’s
 heart, a small spark, all the rest on’s body cold. Look, here
 comes a walking fire.</p>
@@ -119295,7 +119295,7 @@ of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.</p>
 
 <p class="drama">
 FOOL.<br/>
-Prythee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a
+Prithee, nuncle, tell me whether a madman be a gentleman or a
 yeoman.</p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -119481,7 +119481,7 @@ Here, sir; but trouble him not, his wits are gone.
 
 <p class="drama">
 GLOUCESTER.<br/>
-Good friend, I prythee, take him in thy arms;<br/>
+Good friend, I prithee, take him in thy arms;<br/>
 I have o’erheard a plot of death upon him;<br/>
 There is a litter ready; lay him in’t<br/>
 And drive towards Dover, friend, where thou shalt meet<br/>
@@ -120041,7 +120041,7 @@ Ay, my lord.
 
 <p class="drama">
 GLOUCESTER.<br/>
-Then prythee get thee away. If for my sake<br/>
+Then prithee get thee away. If for my sake<br/>
 Thou wilt o’ertake us hence a mile or twain,<br/>
 I’ the way toward Dover, do it for ancient love,<br/>
 And bring some covering for this naked soul,<br/>
@@ -121457,7 +121457,7 @@ Nor more, nor clipp’d, but so.
 CORDELIA.<br/>
 Be better suited,<br/>
 These weeds are memories of those worser hours:<br/>
-I prythee put them off.
+I prithee put them off.
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -122750,7 +122750,7 @@ O, my good master! [<i>Kneeling.</i>]
 
 <p class="drama">
 LEAR.<br/>
-Prythee, away!
+Prithee, away!
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">
@@ -122891,7 +122891,7 @@ He faints! My lord, my lord!
 
 <p class="drama">
 KENT.<br/>
-Break, heart; I prythee break!
+Break, heart; I prithee break!
 </p>
 
 <p class="drama">