From “Hamlet,” Act III. Sc. 2.
  HAMLET.—Horatio, thou art e’en as just a man
As e’er my conversation coped withal.
  HORATIO.—O my dear lord—
  HAMLET.—        Nay, do not think I flatter:
For what advancement may I hope from thee
That no revènue hast but thy good spirits,
To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flattered?
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