HAMLET:
Lady, shall I lie in your
lap?
Lying down at OPHELIA's feet
OPHELIA: No, my
lord.
HAMLET: I mean, my
head upon your lap?
OPHELIA: Ay, my lord.
...
HAMLET: That's a
fair thought to
lie between
maids'
legs.
OPHELIA: What is, my lord?
HAMLET: Nothing.
OPHELIA: You are merry, my lord.
HAMLET: Who, I?
OPHELIA: Ay, my lord.
All from Act 3, Scene 2.