Tweak semantics and fix typo in Act 3

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-								<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King</b> and a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b> very lovingly; the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b> embracing him, and he her. She kneels, and makes show of protestation unto him. He takes her up, and declines his head upon her neck: lays him down upon a bank of flowers: she, seeing him asleep, leaves him. Anon comes in a fellow, takes off his crown, kisses it, and pours poison in the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King’s</b> ears, and exit. The <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b> returns; finds the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King</b> dead, and makes passionate action. The <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Poisoner</b>, with some two or three Mutes, comes in again, seeming to lament with her. The dead body is carried away. The <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Poisoner</b> wooes the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b> with gifts: she seems loath and unwilling awhile, but in the end accepts his love.</i>
+								<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter a King and a Queen very lovingly; the Queen embracing him, and he her. She kneels, and makes show of protestation unto him. He takes her up, and declines his head upon her neck: lays him down upon a bank of flowers: she, seeing him asleep, leaves him. Anon comes in a fellow, takes off his crown, kisses it, and pours poison in the King’s ears, and exit. The Queen returns; finds the King dead, and makes passionate action. The Poisoner, with some two or three Mutes, comes in again, seeming to lament with her. The dead body is carried away. The Poisoner wooes the Queen with gifts: she seems loath and unwilling awhile, but in the end accepts his love.</i>
 								<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i>
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 										<span class="i1">So runs the world away.</span>
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-								<p>Would not this, sir, and a forest of feathers⁠—if the rest of my fortunes turn Turk with me⁠—with two Provincial roses on my razed shoes, get me a fellowship in a cry of players, sir?</p>
+								<p class="continued">Would not this, sir, and a forest of feathers⁠—if the rest of my fortunes turn Turk with me⁠—with two Provincial roses on my razed shoes, get me a fellowship in a cry of players, sir?</p>
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-									<span>Ay, lady, ’twas my word. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Lifts up the array and discovers <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Polonius</b>.</i></span>
+									<span>Ay, lady, ’twas my word. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Lifts up the arras and discovers <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Polonius</b>.</i></span>
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 									<span>Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!</span>
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