Ophelia
’Tis in my memory lock’d,
And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
Laertes
Farewell.
Exit.
Polonius
What is’t, Ophelia, he hath said to you?
Ophelia
So please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet.
Polonius
Marry, well bethought:
’Tis told me, he hath very oft of late
Given private time to you; and you yourself
Have of your audience been most free and bounteous:
If it be so, as so ’tis put on me,