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Enter Quren.

2 Clo. The gallows-maker; for that frame outlives, How now, sweet queen?

a thousand tenants. Queen. One woe doth tread upon another's lieel,

i Clo. Liike thy wit well, in good faith ; the galvat So funt they follow :-Your sister's drowu'u, Laertes.

low's does well : but how does it well! It does wells Laer. Drown'd! 0, where ?

to those that do ill: now thou dost ill, to say, the Queen. There is a willow grows ascant the brook, gallows is built stronger than the church ; arga), That shews his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;

the gallows may do well to thee. To'l again; come. Therewith fantastic garlands did she make

2 Clo. Wbo builds stronger than a mason, a ship Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long parples*,

wright, or a carpenter? That liberal t shepherds give a grosser name,

i Clo. Ay, lell me that, and unyoke But our cold maids du dead men's fingers call

2 Cl. Marry, now I can tell.

1 Clo. To't.
There on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds 2 Clo. Mass, I cannot tell.
Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke;
When down her weedy trophies, and herself,

Enter HAMLET and HORATIO, at a distance.
Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread

I Clo. Cudgel thy brains no more about it; for wide;

your dull ass will not mend his pace with beating :12 And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up :

and, when you are ask'd this question next, say, a Which time, she chanted snatches of old tunes ;

grave-maker; the houses that he makes, last till As one incapable of her own distress,

doomsday. Go, get thee to Yaughan and fetch me Or like a creature native and indued

a stoup of liquor.

(Erit 2 Cloun.at Unto that element: but long it could not be,

1 Clown digs, and sings. Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, Pu!I'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay

In youth, when I did love, did loret, To muddy death.

Methought, it was very sueet, Laer. Álas then, she is drown'd?

To contract, 0, the time, jor, ah, my behove, Queen. Drown'd, drown'd.

0, methought, there uus nothing meet. Laer. Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, Ham. Has this fellow no feeling of his business 14,5 And therefore I forbid my tears : but yet

he sings at grave-inaking. It is our trick; nature her custom holds, Let shame say what it will : when these are gone, easiness.

For. Custom hath made it in him a property of The woman will be out $.- Adien, my lord !

Ham. "Tis e'en so: the hand of little employment I have a speech of fire, that lain would blaze,

hath the daintier sense. But that this folly drowns it.

(Erit. King. Let's follow, Gertrude :

i Clo. But age, with his stealing steps, How inuch I had to do to calm his rage !

Huth claw'd me in his cluich, Now fear I, this will give it start again;

And hath shipped me into the land, Therefore, let's follow.


As if I had never been such.

[Throws up a Scull. a je ACT V

Ham. That scull had a tongue in it, and could SCENE I.-A Church-Yard.

sing once : how the knave jowls it to the ground, the

as if it were Cain's jaw-bone, that did the first mur. Enter tuo Clowns, with Spades, &c.

der! This might be the pate of a politician, which is 1 Clo. Is she to be buried in christian burial, that

this ass now o'er-reaches; one that would circum wilfully seeks her own salvation ?

vent God, might it not?

Hor. It luight, my lord. 2 Clo. I tell thee, she is; theretore make her grave straight || : the crowner hath set on her, and

Hum. Or of a courtier ; which would say, Good tinds it christian burial.

morrow, sweet lord ! How dost thou, good lord 1. Clo, How can that be, unless she drown'd her. This might be my lord suchi-a-one, that praised my self in her own defence ?

lord such-a-one's horse, when he meant to beg it; at

might it not! 2 Clo. Why, 'tis found so. I Clo. It must be se opfindendo; it cannot be

Hor. Ay, my lord. else. For here lies the point: If I drown

Ham. Why, e'en so: and now my lady Worm's ; wittingly, it argues an act : and an act hath three chapless, and knock'd aboui the mazzard" with a branches; it is, to act, to do, and to perform : ar

sexton's spade : here's time revoluuion, an we had

the trick to see't. Did these bones cost no more gal, she drowu'd herself wittingly.

the breeding, but to play al losgats with them 2 Clo. Nay, but hear you, goodman delver.

1 Clo. Give me leave. Here lies the water; good : Mine achie to think ou’t. here stands the man; good : if the man go to this i Clo. A pick-are, and a spade, a spade, (Sings water, and drown hiinsell, it is, will he, nill he, he

For-und a shrouding sheet : goes ; mark you that: but if the water come to

0, a pil of clay for to be made him, and drown him, he drowns not himself : ar.

For such a guest is meet. gal, he, that is not guilty of his own death, shortens

(Throws up a Scull not his own life.

Ham. There's another : why may not that be * 2 Clo. But is this law ? I Clo. Ay, marry is't ; crowner's.quest law,

the scull of a lawyer ? Where be his quiddits g now 2 Clo. Will you ha' the truth on'i? Ti this had his quillets 11, his cases, his temes, and his tricks not been a gentlewoman, she should have been bu. Why does he suller this rude knave now to knoch

him about the sconce with a dirty shovel, and will ried out of christian burial.

not tell him of his action of ballery ! Humph ! This i Clo. Why, there thou say'st: and the more pity ; that great folks shall have countenance in

fellow might be in's time a great buyer of land this world to drown or bang themselves, more than

with his stallites, his recognizances, his fines, his their even christian. Come, my spade. There double voucliers, his recoveries : Is this the fines is po ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, his fines, and the recovery of his recoveries, to have and grave-makers : they hold up Adam's protes his fine pate full of tine dirt ? Will his voucher

vouch him no more of his purchases, and double sion. 2 Clo. Was he a gentleman ?

ones too, than the length and breadth ol a pair oi 1 ('lo. He was the first that ever bore arms.

indentures? The very conveyances of his land 2 Clo. Why, he had none.

veill hardly lie in this box; and must the inherito.

himself have no more? Ha? I Clo. What, art a heathen ? How dost thou onderstand the scripture? The scripture says, Adam

Hor. Not a jot more, my lord. digged ; could he dig without arms? I'll put ano

Ham. Is not parchment made of shieep-skins? ther question to thee: if thou answerest me not to Hor. Ay, my lord, and of calves-skins too. the purpose, confess thyself -

• Give over. 2 Clo. Go to. I Clo. What is he, that builds stronger than either

+ The song entire is printed in Percy's Relique the inason, the shipwright, or the carpenter

of ancient English Poetry, vol. i. It was written

by Lord Vaux. Orchis morio mas.

+ Licentious. 1 An ancient game, played as quoits are at pre • Insensible. Tears will flow.


& Heart Ilinmediately.

& Follow | Frivolous distinctions.


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Han. They are sheep, and calves, which seek out Ham. Dost thon think, Alexander look'do this
assurance in that. I will speak to this fellow :- fashion i' the earth?
Whose grave's this, sirrah?

Hor. E'en so.
I Clo. Mine, Sir.

Ham. And smelt so? pah!
0, a pit of clay for to be made (Sings.

[Throws down the Scull. For such a guest is meet.

Hor. E'en so, my lord.

Ham. To what base uses we may return, Hora. Han. I think it be thine, indeed ; for thou liest tio! Why may not imagination irace the noble in't.

dust of Alexander, till he tind it stopping a bunge I Clo. You lie out on't, Sir, and therefore it is hole! not yours : for my part, I do r.ot lie in't, yet it is Hor, 'Twere to consider too curiously, to consi

Hem. Thou dost lie in't, to be in't, and say it is Ham. No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thloe: 'tis for the dead, not for the quick ; there. thither with modesty enougli, and likelihood to fore thou liest.

lead it: as thus; Alexander died, Alexander was 1 Clo. Tis a quick lie, Sir; 'twill away again, buried, Alexander returneth to dust; the dust is from me to you.

earth; of earth we make luam : and why of that Han. What man dost thou dig it for ?

loam, whereto he was converted, might they not I Clo. For no man, Sir.

stop a beer-barrel? Ham. What woman then!

Imperious. Cæsar, dead, and taru'd to clay,
I Clo. For none neither.

Might stop a hole to keep the wind away:
Han, Who is to be buried in't?

0, that the earth, which kept the world in awe, 1 Clo. One, that was a woman, Sir; bat, rest her Should patch a wall to expel the winter's Naw +1 sel, she's dead. Ham. How absolute the knave is! We must speak

But soft! but soft! Aside :-Here comes the king. by the card, or equivocation will undo us. By the Enter Priest, &c. in procession; the Corpse of Lord, Horatio, these three years I have taken note OPHELIA, LAERTES, and Mourners following; of it; the age is grown so picked +, that the toe of KING, QUEEN, their Trains, &c. che peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, The queen, the courtiers : Who is this they follow be galls his kibe.--How long hast thou been a And with such mained rites 1! This doth betoken, grave-maker? 1 Clo. of all the days i' the year, I came to'l that Fordo ( its own life. 'Twas of some estate:

The corse, they follow, did with desperate hand day that our last king Hamlet overcame Fortinbras. Couch'we a while, and mark. Ham. How long's that since ?

(Retiring with Horatio. I Clo. Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell

Laer. What ceremony else? that: it was that very day that young Hamlet was Hum. That is Laertes, born : he that is mad, and sent into England.

A very noble youth: mark.
Ham. Ay, marry, why was he sent into England ?

Lair. What ceremony else!
I Clo. Why, because he was mad : he shall re.

1 Priest. Her obsequies have been as far encover his wils there; or, if he do not, 'uis no great

larged maller there.

As we have warranty: her death was doubtful; Ham. Why? 1 (lo. "Twill not be seen in him there ; there the And, but that great command o'ersways the order,

She should in ground unsanctified have lodged, men are as mad as he.

Till the last trumpet; for charitable prayers, Nam. How came he med?

Shards &, fiints, and pebbles, should be thrown on 1 (lo. Very strangely, they say.

Hem. How strangely?

Yet here she is allow'd her virgin crants *.,
I clo. 'Faith, e'en with losing his wits.

Her maiden sirewments, and the bringing home
Hem. Upon what ground ?

Of bell and burial.
I Clo. Why, here in Denmark; I have been sex.

Laer. Must there no more be done? ton here, man and boy, thirty years.

1 Priest. Ny more be done! Ham. How long will a man lie i' the earth ere

We should profane the service of the dead, he rot 1 I Clo "Faith, if he be not rotten before he die

To sing a requiem it, and such rest to her

As to peace-parted souls. (as we have many pocky corses now-a-days, that will scarce hold the laying in), he will last you

Laer. Lay her i' the carth ;

And from her fair and unpolluted flesh, some eight year, or nine year : a tanner will last May violets spring ! -I teli thee, churlish priest, you nine year. Ham. Why he more than another

A ministering angel shall my sister be,

When thou liest howling, I Clo. Why, Sir, his hide is so tann’d with his

Ham. What, the fair Ophelia! trade, that he will keep out water a great while ;

Queen. Sweets to the sweet : Farewell! and your water is a sore decayer of your whoreson dead body. Here's a sculi' now hath lain you I hoped, thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's

(Scattering Flowers. Pihe earth three-and-twenty years. Ham. Whose was it! i Clo. A whoreson mad fellow's it was; whose

I thought, thy bride-bed to have deck'd sweet

maid, do you think it was?

And not have strew'd thy grave. Ham. Nay, I know not. i Clo. A pestilence on him for a mad rogue ! He Pull ten times treble on that cursed nead,

Laer. 0, treble woe aur'd a nagon of Rhenish on my head once. This same scull, Sir, was Yorick's scull, the king's Deprived thee of l-Uvid oli the earth awhile,

Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense Jester.

Till I have caught her once more in my arms: Ham. This? [Takes the Scull.

(Leaps into the Grave. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas! poor Yorick !-I knew him, Horatio ; 1 Till of this flat a niountain you have made

Now pile your dust upon the quick 11 and dead; a fellow of infinite jest; of most excellent fancy :

To o'er-top old Pelion, or the skyish head he hath borne me on his back a thousand times;

Of blue Olympus. and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!

Ham. (Advancing.) What is he, whose grief my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I

Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of sorrow have kissed I know not how oft. Where be

your Libes now? your gambols? your songs? your Aashes | Conjures the wand'ring stars, and makes them

stand of merriment, that were wont to set the table on à roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? Hawulet the Dane.

Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I,

(Loups into the Grare. quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's

Laer. The devil take thy soul! chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick,

(Grappling with him. to this favouri she must come; inake her laugh at that. Pr’ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing.

• Imperial.

+ Blast. Hor. Whai's that, my lord ?

Imperfect obsequies. $ Undo, destroy. 1 High rank,

Broken pots or tiles. . By the compass, or chart of direction.

*. Garlands.

17 A mass for the dead. + Sprnce, affected.

11 Living 1 Countenance, complexion.





Ilam. Thou pray'st not well,

No, not to stay the grinding of the axe,
I priythee, take thy fingers from iny throat; My head should be struck ofl.
Fir, though I am not splenelive and rash,

Hor. Is't possible?
Yes have I in me something dangerous,

Ham. Here's the commission ; read it at more Which let thy wisdom tear : hold off thy hand.

leisure. King. Pluck them asurder.

But wilt thou hear now how I did proceeds Quen. Hamlel, Hamiet!

Hor. Av, 'veseech you. All. Gentlemen,

Hum. Being thus benetled round with villanies, Hlor. Good my lord, be quiet.

Or. I could make a prologue lo my brains, [The Attendants part them, and they come They had begun the play :-I sat me down; out of the Grave.

Devised a new couunission ; wrote it fair: Ilam. Why, I will fight with him upon this I once did hold it, as our statists + do, theme,

A baseness to write fair, and labour'd much Until my eyelids will no longer wag.

How to forget that learning; but, Sir, now
Queen. O my son ! what theme?

It did me yeoman's service: wilt thou know
Hum. I loved Ophelia; forty thousand brothers The effect of what I wrote !
Could not, with all their quantity of love,

Hor. Ay, good my lord.
Make up my sum.-What wilt thou do for her ? Ham. An earnest conjuration from the king,
king. , he is mad, Laertes.

As England was his faithiul tributary ; Quten. For love of God, forbear him.

As love between them like the palm might flourish; Ham. 'Zounds, shew me what thou'lt do: As peace should still her wheaten garland wear Woul't weep! Woui't tight? Woul't fast? Woul't And stand a conıma t'ween their amilies; tear thyself?

And many such like as's of great charge, Woul't drink up Esil.? eat a crocodile?

That, on the view and knowing of these contents, I'll do't.-Dost thou come here to whine?

Without debatement further, more or less, 'To outface me with leaping in her grave?

He should the bearers put to sudden death, Be buried quick with her, and so will I:

Not shriving g-tiine allow'd. And, ji thou prate of mountains, let them throw Hor. How was this seal'd! Millions of acres on us; till our ground,

Ham. Why, even in that was heaven ordinant ; Singeing his pate against the burning zone,

I had my father's signet in my purse,
Make Ossa like a wait! Nay, an thou'lt inouth, Which was the modelll of that Danish seal:
I'll rant as well as thou.

Folded the writ up in form of the other;
Quern. This is mere madness :

Subscribed it; gave't the impression; placed it And thus a while the fit will work on him ;

safely, Anon, as patient as the female dove,

The changeling never known : now, the next day When that her golden couplets are disclosed t, Was oar sca-tight; and what to this was sequent His silence will sit drooping.

Thou know'st already. Hum. Hear yon, Sir;

Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't. What is the reason that you use me thus?

Ham. Why, man, they did make love to this enI loved you ever : but it is no matter;

ployment; Let Hercules himseli do what he may,

They are not near my conscience; their defeat The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. Does by their own insinuation grow :

(Exit. 'Tis dangerous, when the baser nature comes King. I pray thee, good Horatio, wait opon him.- Between the pass and fell incensed points

[Erit Horatio. of mighty opposites. Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech; Hor. Why, what a king is this!

(To Latrtes.

Ham. Does it not, think thee, stand me now upon ? We'll put the mater to the present poslı.

He that hath kill'd my king, and whored my mo. Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.

ther ; This grave shall have a living monument :

Popp'd in between the election and my hopes; An lour of quiet shortly shall we see ;

Thrown out his angle for my proper lite, Till then, in patience our proceeding be, And with such cozenage; is't not perfect conscience,

(Ereunt. To quit him with this arın ? And is't not to be

damn'd, SCENE II.-A Hall in the Castle.

To let this canker of our nature come

In further evil?

Hor. It must be shortly known to him from EngHam. So much for this, Sir: now shall you see

land, the other;

What is the issue of the business there. Yon do remember all the circumstance

Ham. It will be short: the interim is mine; Hlor. Remember it, my lord !

And a man's life no more than to say, one.
Ham. Sır, in my heart there was a kind of fight. But I am very sorry, good Koratio,

That to Laertes I forgot myselt;
That wonid not let me sleep: methought, I lay For by the image of my cause, I see
Worse than the mutines t in the bilboes $. Rashly, The portraiture of his: I'll count ++ his favours :
And praised be rashness for it, -Let us know, But, sure, the bravery of his grieš did put me
Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well,

Into a towering passion).
When our deep plots rio paill: and that should Hor. Peace; who comes here!

teach us,
There's a divinity that shapes our ends,

Enter Osric. Rongh-hew them how we wiil.

Osr. Your lordship is right welcome back to Den. Hir. That is most certain,

mark Hm. Tp from my cabin,

Ham. I humbly thank you, Sir.- Dost know this My sea-goin scari'd about me, in the dark

water-fly 11? Groperl I to find out them: had my desire;

Hor. No, my good lord. Fingered their packet; and, in fine, withdrew Ham. Thy state is the more gracious; for 'lis a To mine own room again: making so bold,

vice to know him: he hath much land, and fertile : My fears forgetting manners, to unseal

let a beast be lord of beasts, and his crib shall stand Their grand conmission; where I found, Horatio, at the king's mess : 'tis a chough 9 9; but, as I say, A royal knavery; an exact command,

spacions in the possession of dirt. Larder with many several sorts of reasons,

Ost. Sweet lord, if your lordskip were at leisure, Imporung Denmark's health, and England's too, I should impart a thing to you from his majesty. With, bu! such bilgsto and pobiins in my life,- Ham. I will receive it, Sir, with all diligence of That, on the supervise + t, no leisure bated, spirit: your bonuet to his right use; 'lis for the

hcad. • Eisel is vinegar; hut Mr. Strevena conjectures the word should be leisti, a river which falls into • Before.

Statesmen. the Daluc ocean.

IA note of connection.

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Osr. I thank your lordship, 'tis very hot.

Osr. I mean, my lord, the opposition of your perHam. No, believe me, 'uis very cold; the wind son in trial. in northerly.

Ilam. Sir, I will walk here in the hall: if it Ost. It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed. please his majesty, it is the breathing time of day Ham. But ye, methinks it is very sultry and hot; with me : let the foils be brougit, ihe gentleman er my complexion

willing, and the king hold his purpose, I will win Ost. Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sultry-as for him, if I can; it not, I will gain nothing but my vere,- I cannot tell how-My lord, his inajesty shame, and the odd hits. bade me signify to you, that he has laid a great Osr. Shall I deliver yon so! azer on your head : Sir, this is the matter, Hum. To this effect, Sir; after what flourish your Ham. I beseech you, remember-

nature will. [Hamlet mores him to put on his Hat. Ost. I commend my duty to your lordship. (Erit. Ost. Nay, good my lord ; for my ease, in good Ham. Yours, yours.--He does well to commend futh.. Sir, here is newly come to court, Laertes: it himself; there are no longues else for's turn. believe me, an absolute gentleman, full of most ex. Hor. This lapwing* runs away with the shell on cellent differences t, of very soft society, and great his head, shewing : indeed, to speak feelingly of him, he is Ham. He did comply with his dog, before he the card I or calendar of gentry, for you shall tind sucked it. Thus has he (and many more of the e him the continent ý of what part a gentleman same breed, that, I know, the drossy i age dotes on), would see.

only got the tune of the time, and outward babit Ham. Sir, this definement suffers no perdition in of encounter; a kind of yesty ý collection, which you ;--thorgh, I know, to divide him inventorially, carries them through and through the most fond | wald dizzy the arithmetic of memory ; and yet and winnow'd opinions; and do but blow them to bat raw neither, in respect of his quick sail. But, their trial, the bubbles are out. in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul great article; and his infusion of such dearth

Enter a LORD. ad rareness, as, to make true diction of him, his Lord. My lord, his majesty commended him to emblable is his mirrour; and, who else would you by young Osric, who brings back to him, that nee him, his umbrage, nothing morell.

you attend him in the hall : he sends to know, if Osr. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him. your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, or that

Hum. The concernancy, Sir? Why do we wrap you will take longer time. the gentleman in our more rawer breath?

Ham. I am constant to my purposes, they follow Ost. Sirt

the king's pleasure : if his fitness speaks, mine is Hor. Is't not possible to understand in another ready; now, or whensoever, provided I be so able langue You will do't, Sir, really.

as now. Ham. What imports the nominations of this gen

Lord. The king, and queen, and all are coming tenant

down. Orr. Of Laertes?

Ham. In happy time. Hor. His purse is empty already; all his golden Lord. The queen desires you, to use some gentle words are spent.

entertainment to Laertes, before you fall to play. Han. Of him, Sir.

Ham. She well instructs me.

(Erit Lord. Osr. I know, you are not ignorant

Hor. You will lose this wager, my lord. Haa. I would you did, Sir; yet, in faith, if you Ham. I do not think so; since he went into ut, it wonld not much approveme;-Well, Sir. France, I have been in continual practice; I shall

(sr. You are not ignorant of what excellence win at the odds. But thou wouldst not think, how Larrtes is

ill all's here about my heart : but it is no matter. Him. I dare not confess that, lest I should com- Hor. Nay, good my lord, pe with him in excellence ; bal, to know a man Hum. It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of T'l, were to know himself.

gain.giving, as would, perhaps, trouble a woman. list. I mean, Sir, for his weapon; but in the im- Hor. If your mind dislike any thing, obey it: I mation laid on him by them, in his meed ++ he's will forestal ** their repair hither, and say, you are tafellow'd.

not fit. Hlana. What's his weapon ?

Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury; there is a Ost. Rapier and dagger.

special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it Ham. That's two of his weapons: but, well. be now, 'tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it Osr. The king, Sir, hath wager'd with him six will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come : the Barbary horses: against the which he has impawn. readiness is all: since no man, of aught he leaves, eris, as I take it, six French rapiers and poniards, knows, what is't to leave betimes ? Let be. with their assigns, as girdle, hangers v j, and so: furee of the carriages, in faith, are very dear to

Enter King, QUEEN, LAERTES, LORDS, Osric, and fancy, very responsive to the hilts, most delicate

Attendants, with Foils, &c. tarriages, and of very liberal conceit.

King. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand flan. What call you the carriages?

from me. Hor. I knew, you must be editied by the mar

(The King puts the Hand of Laertes into Bentil, ere you had done.

that of Hamlet. Ost. The carriages, Sir, are the hangers.

Ham. Give me your pardon, Sir: I have done you Ham. The phrase would be more german to the

wrong ; matter, if we could carry a cannon by our sides; 1 But pardon it, as you are a gentleman Bould'it might be hangers till then. But, on : six This presence it knows, and you must needs bave Barbary horses against six French swords, their as.

heard, egns, and three liberal conceited carriages; that's How I am punish'd with a sore distraction. the French bet against the Danish : Why is this im- What I have done, pawn'd, as you call it?

That might your nature, honour, and exception, Ost. The king. Sir, hath laid, that in a dozen Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness. passes between yourself and him, he shall not ex. Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never, Hamlet: ceed you three hits ; he hath laid, on twelve for if Hamlet from himself be ta'en away, nine, and it would come to inimediate trial, if your And, when he's not himself, does wrong Laertes, lordship would vouchsate the answer.

Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it. Ham. How, if I answer, no?

Who does it then ! His madness : if't be so,

Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd; • The affected phrase of the time.

His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy. Distinguishing excellencies.

Sir, in this andience, : Compass or chart.

Let my disclaiming from a purposed evil The country and pattern for imitation.

Free me so far in your most generous thoughts, This speech is a ridicule of the court jargon of That I have shot my arrow o'er the house, that time,

And hurt my brother. ? Mentioning.

• Recommend. ++ Praise. 11 Imponed, pnt down, staked. • A bird which runs about immediately as it is

That part of the belt by which the sword was hatched. + Compliment. Worthless. suspended:


For fond read fann'd. Margin of a book which contains explanatory Misgiving.

• Pievent. notes,

4: 1-kin. ** The king and queen's presence.

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Laer. I am satisfied in nature,

Hor. They bleed on both sides :--How is it, my $52 Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most

lord ? To my revenge : but in my terms of honour,

Osr. How is't, Laertes ! I stand aloof; and will nó reconcilement,

Lear. Why, as a woodcock to any own springe, Till by some elder masters, of known honour,

I have a voice and precedent of peace,

I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.
To keep my name ungored: but till that time, Ham. How does the queen ?
I do receive your offer'd love like love,

King. She swoons to see them bleed,
And will not wrong it.

Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink,-0 my dear Ham. I embrace it freely;

Hamlet! And will this brother's wager frankly play- The drink, the drink;-I am poison'd! (Dies Give us the foils; come on,

Ham. O villainy!-Ho! let the door be lock'd : Laer. Come, one for me.

Treachery! seek it out.

[Laertes falls. Ham. I'll be your foil, Laertes; in mine igno- Lacr. It is here, Hamlet : Hanilet, thou art rance

slain; Your skill shall, like a star i’ the darkest night. No medicine in the world can do thee good, Stick fiery off indeed.

In thee there is not half an hour's life; Laer. You mock me, Sir.

The treacherous instrument is in thy hand, Him. No, hy this band.

Unbated , and envenom'd: the foul practice King. Give ihem the foils, young Osric.-Cousin Hath turn'd itself on me ; lo, here I lie, Hamlet,

Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd; You know the wager?

I can no more; the king, the king's to blame.
Ham. Very well, my lord;

Ham. Ine point
Your grace hath laid the odds o' the weaker side. Envenom’d 100 !—Then, venom, to thy work.
King. I do not fear it: I have seen you both :-

(Stabs the King. But since he's belter'd, we have therefore odds. Osr. & Lords. Treason ! Treason!

Laer. This is too heary, let me see another. King. O, yet defund me, friends, I am but hurt. Ham. This likes me well: these foils have all a Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned length ? (7%ey prepare to play.

Dane, Osr. Ay, my good lord,

Drink ot this potion :-Is the union here? King. Set me the stoups + of wine upon that ta- Follow my mother.

(King dies. ble:

Laer. He is justly served ; If Hamlet give the first or second hit,

It is a poison icin perd + by himself.Or quit in answer of the third exchange,

Exchange forgiveness willi me, noble Hamlet: Let all the battlements their ordnance fire ; Mine and my father's death come not upon thee; The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath ; Nor thine on me!

(Dies. And in the cup an union shall he throw,

Ham. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow Richer than that which four successive kings

thee. In Denmark's crown have worn; give me the I am dead, Horatio :-Wretched queen, adieu ! cups;

You that look pale and tremble at this chance, And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,

That are but mutes or audience to this act,
The trumpet to the cannoneer without,

Had I but time (as this fell sergeanti, death
The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth, Is strict in his arrest), 0, I could tell you,-
Now the king drinks to Hamlet.-Come, begin ;- But let it be :-Horatio, I am dead;
And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.

Thoy livest; report me and my cause aright
Ham. Come on, Sir.

To the unsatisfied. Laer. Come, my lord,

(They play. Hor. Never believe it ; Ham. One.

I am more an antique Roman than a Dane, Lacr. No.

Here's yet some liquor left. Ham. Judgment.

Ham. As thou'rt a man,Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit.

Give me the cup ; let go; by heaven I'll have it. Laer. Well,-again.

O God !-Horatio, what a wounded name, King. Stay, give me drink : Hanilet, this pearl Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind is thine ;

me ? Here's to thy health.--Give him the cup.

If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
(Trumpets sound ; and Cannon shot off within. Absent thee from felicity awhile,
Ham. I'll play this bout first, set it by awhile. And in this harsh world'draw thy breath in pain,
Come.-Anoiher hit; what say you? (They play. To tell my story.-.
Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confess.

[March afar off, and Shot within. King. Our son shall win.

What warlike noise is this? Queen. He's fat, and scant of breathi.

Osr. Young Portinbras, with conquest come Here, Hamlet, lake my napkin ý, rub thy brows :

irom Poland, The queen caronses to thy fortune, Hamlet. To the ambassadors of England gives Ham. Good madam,

This warlike volley.
King. Gertrude, do not drink.

Hum. 0, I die, Horatio :
Queen. I will, my lord ;-I pray you, pardon The potent poison quite o'er-crowsø my spirit;

I cannot live to hear the news from England:
King. It is the poison'd cup; it is too late. But I do prophecy the election lights

(Aside. On Fontinbras ; he has my dying voice; Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam ; by and by. So tell him, with the occurrents I, more or less, Queen, Come, let me wipe thy face.

Which bave solicited 1,-The rest is silence. Laer. My lord, I'll hit him now.

(Dies. King. I do not think it.

Hor. Now cracks a noble heart;-Good night, Laer. And yet it is almost against my conscience. sweet prince ;

(Aside. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! Ham. Come, for the third, Laertes: you do but Why does the drum come hither? (March within.

dally ; I pray yon, pass with your best violence;

Enter PortINSRAS, the English AMBASSADORS,

and others. I am aleard, you make a wanton of me.

Lacr. Say you so! Come on. {They play. Fort. Where is this sight!
Osr. Nothing neither way.

Hor. What is it, you would see?
Laer. Have at you now.

If anght of woe, or wonder, cease your search. (Laertes trounds Hamlet ; then, in scufling, Fort. This quarry • cries on havock 1+1-O

they change Rapiers, and Hanlit uounds proud death i

King. Part them, they are incensed.

The foil without a button, and poisoned at the
Ham. Nay, come again.
( The Queen falls. | point.

+ Mixed. Osr. Look to the queen there, ho!

# A sergeant is a sheriff's officer.

O'er-comes. # Incidents. Incited. • Tinwounded.

* Large jngs.

6. Heap of dead game. I A precions pearl.


++ A word of censure when more game was deDrinks good luck to you.


stroyed than was reasonable.


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