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HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK by William Shakespeare PERSONS REPRESENTED. Claudius, King of Denmark. Hamlet, Son to the former, and Nephew to the present King. Polonius, Lord Chamberlain. Horatio, Friend to Hamlet. Laertes, Son to Polonius. Voltimand, Courtier. Cornelius, Courtier. Rosencrantz, Courtier. Guildenstern, Courtier. Osric, Courtier. A Gentleman, Courtier. A Priest.
2 Marcellus, Officer. Bernardo, Officer. Francisco, a Soldier Reynaldo, Servant to Polonius. Players. Two Clowns, Grave-diggers. Fortinbras, Prince of Norway. A Captain. English Ambassadors. Ghost of Hamlet's Father. Gertrude, Queen of Denmark, and Mother of Hamlet. Ophelia, Daughter to Polonius. Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers, and other Attendants. SCENE. Elsinore. ACT I. Scene I. Elsinore. A platform before the Castle. [Francisco at his post. Enter to him Bernardo.] Ber. Who's there? Fran. Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold yourself. Ber. Long live the king! Fran. Bernardo? Ber. He.
3 Fran. You come most carefully upon your hour. Ber. 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to bed, Francisco. Fran. For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold, And I am sick at heart. Ber. Have you had quiet guard? Fran. Not a mouse stirring. Ber. Well, good night. If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus, The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste. Fran. I think I hear them.--Stand, ho! Who is there? [Enter Horatio and Marcellus.] Hor. Friends to this ground. Mar. And liegemen to the Dane. Fran. Give you good-night. Mar. O, farewell, honest soldier; Who hath reliev'd you? Fran. Bernardo has my place. Give you good-night. [Exit.] Mar. Holla! Bernardo! Ber. Say. What, is Horatio there?
twice seen of us: Therefore I have entreated him along With us to watch the minutes of this night. . if again this apparition come He may approve our eyes and speak to it. The bell then beating one. That. A piece of him. Ber. armed. Thou art a scholar. Tush. Horatio:--Welcome. Ber. What we two nights have seen. good Marcellus. In the same figure. And let us hear Bernardo speak of this. look where it comes again! [Enter Ghost. Well. Mar.] Ber. Hor. Marcellus and myself. Peace. sit we down. When yond same star that's westward from the pole Had made his course to illume that part of heaven Where now it burns. And will not let belief take hold of him Touching this dreaded sight. And let us once again assail your ears. Sit down awhile. break thee off. Hor.-Mar. That are so fortified against our story. speak to it. What. like the king that's dead. Horatio. 'twill not appear. Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy. tush. Last night of all. has this thing appear'd again to-night? Ber. I have seen nothing.4 Hor. Welcome. Ber. Mar. Mar.
Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark Did sometimes march? By heaven I charge thee. Looks it not like the King? mark it. Horatio! You tremble and look pale: Is not this something more than fantasy? What think you on't? Hor. Most like:--it harrows me with fear and wonder. Stay! speak. it stalks away! Hor. in an angry parle. and will not answer. Ber. Question it. How now. Mar. Ber. Horatio. speak! I charge thee speak! [Exit Ghost. What art thou. I might not this believe Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes. Ber. Horatio. that usurp'st this time of night. So frown'd he once when. speak! Mar. See. Mar. Before my God.5 Ber. It is offended. It would be spoke to. Is it not like the King? Hor. Hor. He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice. As thou art to thyself: Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway combated. . 'Tis strange. 'Tis gone. Hor.] Mar.
Good now. And why such daily cast of brazen cannon. And carriage of the article design'd. Thus twice before. Now. Whose image even but now appear'd to us. which had return'd To the inheritance of Fortinbras. Dar'd to the combat. those foresaid lands So by his father lost: and this.6 Mar. At least. With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch. Why this same strict and most observant watch So nightly toils the subject of the land. Our last king. who. which is no other. Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes. by Fortinbras of Norway. and the chief head Of this post-haste and romage in the land. all those his lands. Of unimproved mettle hot and full. What might be toward. young Fortinbras. Hath in the skirts of Norway. Hor. Was. and jump at this dead hour. and tell me. In what particular thought to work I know not. .-As it doth well appear unto our state. sir. in the gross and scope of my opinion. by a seal'd compact. Mar. Had he been vanquisher.-For so this side of our known world esteem'd him. And terms compulsatory. For food and diet. Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride. But. here and there. whose sore task Does not divide the Sunday from the week. Which he stood seiz'd of. sit down. Did forfeit. The source of this our watch.-Did slay this Fortinbras. he that knows. in which our valiant Hamlet. the whisper goes so. a moiety competent Was gaged by our king. to the conqueror: Against the which. That can I. His fell to Hamlet.-But to recover of us. as by the same cov'nant. to some enterprise That hath a stomach in't. that this sweaty haste Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day: Who is't that can inform me? Hor. by strong hand. as you know. Is the main motive of our preparations. with his life. And foreign mart for implements of war. Well ratified by law and heraldry. This bodes some strange eruption to our state. Why such impress of shipwrights. I take it.
] I'll cross it. Shall I strike at it with my partisan? Hor. Ber. and the moist star. Do. And prologue to the omen coming on. I think it be no other but e'en so: Well may it sort.] Speak of it:--stay. Marcellus! Mar.-Have heaven and earth together demonstrated Unto our climature and countrymen. O. Speak to me: If there be any good thing to be done. you spirits oft walk in death. Which. they say. Disasters in the sun. 'Tis here! . though it blast me.--Stay. Hor. Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands. For which. speak! Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life Extorted treasure in the womb of earth.-But. [The cock crows. Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse: And even the like precurse of fierce events. and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets. In the most high and palmy state of Rome. or use of voice. stars with trains of fire and dews of blood.-As harbingers preceding still the fates. As. A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye. that this portentous figure Comes armed through our watch. behold! lo. foreknowing may avoid. A little ere the mightiest Julius fell. That may to thee do ease. Speak to me: If thou art privy to thy country's fate. illusion! If thou hast any sound. if it will not stand.7 Ber. The graves stood tenantless. and. so like the king That was and is the question of these wars. and speak!--Stop it. where it comes again! [Re-enter Ghost. soft. race to me. happily. 'Tis here! Hor.
] Scene II. The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine: and of the truth herein This present object made probation. Ber. I pray. The bird of dawning singeth all night long. Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated. Hor. will speak to him: Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it. like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day. dumb to us. when the cock crew. being so majestical. This spirit. the morn. Hor. in earth or air. No fairy takes. . look. nor witch hath power to charm. Mar. for. fitting our duty? Mar. they say. Let's do't. And our vain blows malicious mockery. 'Tis gone! [Exit Ghost. And then it started.] We do it wrong. Elsinore. I have heard The cock. and do in part believe it. The nights are wholesome. To offer it the show of violence. then no planets strike.8 Mar. in russet mantle clad. It faded on the crowing of the cock. as the air. [Exeunt. that is the trumpet to the morn. As needful in our loves. But. So have I heard. For it is. So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. no spirit dare stir abroad. And then. It was about to speak. and I this morning know Where we shall find him most conveniently. and at his warning. A room of state in the Castle. Whether in sea or fire. Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill: Break we our watch up: and by my advice. Let us impart what we have seen to-night Unto young Hamlet. invulnerable. upon my life.
So much for him. what's the news with you? .] King. with all bonds of law. young Fortinbras. and our whole kingdom To be contracted in one brow of woe. Cornelius. To our most valiant brother. that you know. Voltimand. nor have we herein barr'd Your better wisdoms. and that it us befitted To bear our hearts in grief. Importing the surrender of those lands Lost by his father. and full proportions are all made Out of his subject:--and we here dispatch You. Lords. Laertes. Now follows. Or thinking by our late dear brother's death Our state to be disjoint and out of frame. in that the levies. Th' imperial jointress to this warlike state. Cor. and with dirge in marriage. [Exeunt Voltimand and Cornelius. Farewell. Colleagued with this dream of his advantage. Therefore our sometime sister.-Who. scarcely hears Of this his nephew's purpose.-Taken to wife. Have we. Hamlet. The lists. now our queen. In equal scale weighing delight and dole. more than the scope Of these dilated articles allow. as 'twere with a defeated joy. and you. Together with remembrance of ourselves. Polonius.] And now. Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature That we with wisest sorrow think on him. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green. and Volt. uncle of young Fortinbras.9 [Enter the King. Voltimand.--to suppress His further gait herein. which have freely gone With this affair along:--or all.-With an auspicious and one dropping eye. King. and let your haste commend your duty. We doubt it nothing: heartily farewell. our thanks. impotent and bed-rid. Queen. Laertes. With mirth in funeral. Holding a weak supposal of our worth.-Now for ourself and for this time of meeting: Thus much the business is:--we have here writ To Norway. and Attendant. For bearers of this greeting to old Norway. Giving to you no further personal power To business with the king. good Cornelius. In that and all things will we show our duty. He hath not fail'd to pester us with message.
Laertes? Laer. Take thy fair hour. not thy asking? The head is not more native to the heart. King. And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon. it is common.10 You told us of some suit. what is't. Ham. Laertes. [Aside. Not so. Good Hamlet. and less than kind! King. King. And thy best graces spend it at thy will!-But now. Dread my lord. and at last Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent: I do beseech you. Queen. . Yet now. From whence though willingly I came to Denmark. Ay. And lose your voice: what wouldst thou beg. my lord. cast thy nighted colour off. my cousin Hamlet. Laertes. give him leave to go. Laertes? You cannot speak of reason to the Dane. How is it that the clouds still hang on you? Ham. Passing through nature to eternity. wrung from me my slow leave By laboursome petition. Have you your father's leave? What says Polonius? Pol. And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark. my lord. I am too much i' the sun. He hath. Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father. that duty done. Your leave and favour to return to France. Do not for ever with thy vailed lids Seek for thy noble father in the dust: Thou know'st 'tis common.] A little more than kin. and my son-Ham. My thoughts and wishes bend again toward France.--all that lives must die. That shall not be my offer. I must confess. The hand more instrumental to the mouth. time be thine. What wouldst thou have. To show my duty in your coronation. madam.
indeed. madam! Nay.11 Queen. Nor customary suits of solemn black. lost his. Seems.' We pray you. That can denote me truly: these. and the survivor bound. nor the fruitful river in the eye. For they are actions that a man might play. Hamlet. It is most retrograde to our desire: And we beseech you bend you to remain Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye. whose common theme Is death of fathers. and who still hath cried. These but the trappings and the suits of woe. for some term To do obsequious sorrow: but to persevere In obstinate condolement is a course Of impious stubbornness. Hamlet: . No. your father lost a father. 'This must be so. A heart unfortified. From the first corse till he that died to-day. seem. King. 'tis unmanly grief. Our chiefest courtier. A fault against the dead. Nor the dejected 'havior of the visage. But. It shows a will most incorrect to heaven. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak. An understanding simple and unschool'd. Queen. Why seems it so particular with thee? Ham. you must know. and our son. throw to earth This unprevailing woe. But I have that within which passeth show. For what we know must be. Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven. That father lost. Together with all forms. cousin. Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath. To give these mourning duties to your father. a mind impatient. For your intent In going back to school in Wittenberg. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature. a fault to nature. and is as common As any the most vulgar thing to sense. In filial obligation. I know not seems. it is. shows of grief. and think of us As of a father: for let the world take note You are the most immediate to our throne. If it be. Let not thy mother lose her prayers. Why should we. And with no less nobility of love Than that which dearest father bears his son Do I impart toward you. moods. To reason most absurd. in our peevish opposition. good mother.
O that this too too solid flesh would melt.--Madam.12 I pray thee stay with us.-Let me not think on't. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? Why. [Exeunt all but Hamlet. to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! It is not. not two: So excellent a king. Re-speaking earthly thunder. most wicked speed. I shall in all my best obey you. That grows to seed. flat.--Frailty. within a month. even she. And the king's rouse the heaven shall bruit again.] Ham. Marcellus. My father's brother. and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden. madam. Thaw. and Bernardo.--for I must hold my tongue! [Enter Horatio. stale. but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month. Hyperion to a satyr.] . or ere those shoes were old With which she followed my poor father's body Like Niobe.-O God! a beast that wants discourse of reason.--why she. Would have mourn'd longer. come. not so much. But break my heart. she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on: and yet. She married:-. so loving to my mother. to this. go not to Wittenberg. 'tis a loving and a fair reply: Be as ourself in Denmark. Come away. King.--married with mine uncle. No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell. that was. Why. That it should come to this! But two months dead!--nay. all tears.O. Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes. thy name is woman!-A little month. That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. nor it cannot come to good. and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God! How weary. things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. Ham. This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof.
I came to see your father's funeral. and your poor servant ever. Hor. my good friend. My good lord. sir. I'll change that name with you: And what make you from Wittenberg. Horatio?-Marcellus? Mar. thrift. Ham. Hor. The same. I am glad to see you well: Horatio. Horatio!-My father. fellow-student. Thrift. I would not hear your enemy say so. Ham. my lord? .-But what. Ham. Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven Or ever I had seen that day. Ham. My lord. Nor shall you do my ear that violence.13 Hor. Indeed. I am very glad to see you. But what is your affair in Elsinore? We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. my lord. To make it truster of your own report Against yourself: I know you are no truant.--or I do forget myself. my lord. make you from Wittenberg? Hor. Sir. Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. it follow'd hard upon. Hor. Hail to your lordship! Ham.--methinks I see my father. Hor. I think it was to see my mother's wedding.--Good even. I prithee do not mock me. in faith. good my lord. Where. A truant disposition.-Ham.
Ham. The King my father! Hor. Ham. For God's love let me hear. My lord. This to me In dreadful secrecy impart they did. as they had deliver'd. on their watch In the dead vast and middle of the night. Form of the thing. each word made true and good. both in time. Hor. Upon the witness of these gentlemen. He was a man. Horatio. Saw who? Hor. And I with them the third night kept the watch: Where. In my mind's eye. whilst they. Appears before them and with solemn march Goes slow and stately by them: thrice he walk'd By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes. My lord. Season your admiration for awhile With an attent ear. Hor. Stand dumb. Ham. Marcellus and Bernardo. he was a goodly king. distill'd Almost to jelly with the act of fear. Ham. This marvel to you. Hor. These hands are not more like. A figure like your father. The apparition comes: I knew your father. I think I saw him yesternight. I shall not look upon his like again. Within his truncheon's length.14 Ham. Been thus encounter'd. But where was this? . take him for all in all. till I may deliver. and speak not to him. Two nights together had these gentlemen. the king your father. Armed at point exactly. I saw him once. Ham. cap-a-pe.
yes. And we did think it writ down in our duty To let you know of it. Did you not speak to it? Hor. Ham. We do. 'tis true. my lord. Hor. say you? Both. O. sirs. As I do live. like as it would speak: But even then the morning cock crew loud. But answer made it none: yet once methought It lifted up it head. I did. my lord. And at the sound it shrunk in haste away.15 Mar. Ham. . Ham. Arm'd. but this troubles me. my honour'd lord. look'd he frowningly? Hor. and did address Itself to motion. Then saw you not his face? Hor. And vanish'd from our sight. My lord. My lord. Ham. indeed. Ham. From top to toe? Both. Ham. and Ber. What. Indeed. Ham. Arm'd. my lord: he wore his beaver up. Hold you the watch to-night? Mar. upon the platform where we watch'd. 'Tis very strange. from head to foot. My lord.
Hor. Hor. I pray you all. A sable silver'd. very like. Hor. Longer. And fix'd his eyes upon you? Hor. Let it be tenable in your silence still.16 A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. I will watch to-night. Ham. I would I had been there. Ham. His beard was grizzled. longer. Very like. though hell itself should gape And bid me hold my peace. and Ber. It would have much amaz'd you. . Perchance 'twill walk again. Ham.--no? Hor. Ham. Pale or red? Hor. Ham. It was. Most constantly. I'll speak to it. very pale. Stay'd it long? Hor. Nay. Mar. If it assume my noble father's person. Ham. as I have seen it in his life. I warr'nt it will. While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. Ham. If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight. Not when I saw't.
[Exit. Give it an understanding. crescent. [Exeunt Horatio. But let me hear from you. but as this temple waxes. The perfume and suppliance of a minute. to men's eyes. Oph. Your loves. [Enter Laertes and Ophelia. Ham.] My father's spirit in arms! All is not well. my soul: foul deeds will rise. as the winds give benefit And convoy is assistant. So. and the trifling of his favour. The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. not lasting. A room in Polonius's house. Do you doubt that? Laer. does not grow alone In thews and bulk. not permanent. Marcellus. fare ye well: Upon the platform. No more. Though all the earth o'erwhelm them. sister. and a toy in blood: A violet in the youth of primy nature. I'll visit you. Forward. And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch . All. do not sleep.] Scene III. My necessaries are embark'd: farewell: And. Perhaps he loves you now. Our duty to your honour. Hold it a fashion. sweet. Think it no more: For nature. No more but so? Laer.17 And whatsoever else shall hap to-night. but no tongue: I will requite your loves. 'twixt eleven and twelve. and Bernardo.] Laer. Oph. For Hamlet. I doubt some foul play: would the night were come! Till then sit still. as mine to you: farewell.
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven. Do not. his will is not his own. I shall th' effect of this good lesson keep As watchman to my heart.18 The virtue of his will: but you must fear. Carve for himself. though none else near. good my brother.--my blessing with thee! . For he himself is subject to his birth: He may not. And keep you in the rear of your affection. Then if he says he loves you. Occasion smiles upon a second leave. aboard. And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd Unto the voice and yielding of that body Whereof he is the head. like a puff'd and reckless libertine. But. And you are stay'd for. best safety lies in fear: Youth to itself rebels. Oph. which is no further Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. [Enter Polonius. His greatness weigh'd. It fits your wisdom so far to believe it As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed. Ophelia. Pol. fear it. Or lose your heart. or your chaste treasure open To his unmaster'd importunity. The chariest maid is prodigal enough If she unmask her beauty to the moon: Virtue itself scopes not calumnious strokes: The canker galls the infants of the spring Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd: And in the morn and liquid dew of youth Contagious blastments are most imminent. fear me not. my dear sister. O. for on his choice depends The safety and health of this whole state. There. as some ungracious pastors do. Laertes! aboard. Yet here. Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads And recks not his own read. I stay too long:--but here my father comes. Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain If with too credent ear you list his songs. Fear it. Laer. for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail. as unvalu'd persons do. Whilst. Be wary then.] A double blessing is a double grace. Out of the shot and danger of desire.
but. my lord. not gaudy: For the apparel oft proclaims the man. But not express'd in fancy. Pol. What is't. Laer.] And these few precepts in thy memory Look thou character.19 [Laying his hand on Laertes's head. Farewell: my blessing season this in thee! Laer. but by no means vulgar. Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. he hath said to you? Oph. Laer. This above all. something touching the Lord Hamlet.] Pol. being in. And you yourself shall keep the key of it. 'Tis in my memory lock'd. And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous chief in that. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel. [Exit. Ophelia. And it must follow. Most humbly do I take my leave. So please you. Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of steel. your servants tend. The time invites you. Thou canst not then be false to any man. Be thou familiar. but reserve thy judgment. unfledg'd comrade. Neither a borrower nor a lender be: For loan oft loses both itself and friend. Give every man thine ear. Those friends thou hast. But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd. Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy. Give thy thoughts no tongue. but few thy voice: Take each man's censure. Farewell.--to thine own self be true. and remember well What I have said to you. rich. Farewell. Oph. . as the night the day. go. And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. and their adoption tried. Ophelia.
My lord. Even in their promise. Wronging it thus. Oph. of late made many tenders Of his affection to me. go to. Set your entreatments at a higher rate Than a command to parley. For Lord Hamlet.--you'll tender me a fool. Do you believe his tenders. That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay. daughter. Ay.--I must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behooves my daughter and your honour. And hath given countenance to his speech. Giving more light than heat.--extinct in both. He hath. When the blood burns. he hath importun'd me with love In honourable fashion. What is between you? give me up the truth. Pol.-You must not take for fire. If it be so. Pol. that he is young. Marry. and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. Pol.--as so 'tis put on me. as it is a-making. go to. Oph. Oph. Or. my lord. Believe so much in him. Unsifted in such perilous circumstance. I do not know. And that in way of caution. . Ay. I do know. Tender yourself more dearly. I'll teach you: think yourself a baby. how prodigal the soul Lends the tongue vows: these blazes. From this time Be something scanter of your maiden presence. Marry. Pol. With almost all the holy vows of heaven.20 Pol. fashion you may call it.--not to crack the wind of the poor phrase. well bethought: 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late Given private time to you. Affection! pooh! you speak like a green girl. what I should think. my lord. Which are not sterling. as you call them? Oph. my lord. springes to catch woodcocks.
The King doth wake to-night and takes his rouse. it is very cold. Ophelia. And. Do not believe his vows. my lord. Oph. I shall obey.21 And with a larger tether may he walk Than may be given you: in few. What hour now? Hor. Hor. [A flourish of trumpets. my lord? Ham. This is for all. Keeps wassail. No.] Scene IV. in plain terms. Ham. Look to't. . [Exeunt. Indeed? I heard it not: then draws near the season Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk. Mar.] Ham. It is a nipping and an eager air. and ordnance shot off within. from this time forth Have you so slander any moment leisure As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet. But mere implorators of unholy suits. come your ways. The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge. and the swaggering up-spring reels. The better to beguile. as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down. Horatio. Hor. for they are brokers. Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds. I charge you. The air bites shrewdly.] What does this mean. [Enter Hamlet. The platform.-I would not. it is struck.-Not of that dye which their investments show. and Marcellus. Hor. I think it lacks of twelve.
Hor. O. it takes From our achievements. And to the manner born. Be thy intents wicked or charitable. Ay. marry.-Their virtues else. Or by some habit. why the sepulchre. that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners. the stamp of one defect. indeed. Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell. or fortune's star. and. Being nature's livery. King. and with swinish phrase Soil our addition. dead corse. Look. my lord. Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason.--wherein they are not guilty. So oft it chances in particular men That. As infinite as man may undergo. again in complete steel.-Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault: the dram of eale Doth all the noble substance often doubt To his own scandal. for some vicious mole of nature in them. but tell Why thy canoniz'd bones.--that these men. Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again! What may this mean. Thou com'st in such a questionable shape That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet.22 Is it a custom? Ham.-By the o'ergrowth of some complexion. I say.] Ham. That thou. father. answer me! Let me not burst in ignorance. royal Dane. though perform'd at height. Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon. it comes! [Enter Ghost. is't.--it is a custom More honour'd in the breach than the observance. But to my mind. Making night hideous. The pith and marrow of our attribute.-Carrying. and we fools of nature .--be they as pure as grace. As in their birth. Since nature cannot choose his origin. Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd. hearsed in death. This heavy-headed revel east and west Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations: They clepe us drunkards. Have burst their cerements. Angels and ministers of grace defend us!-Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd.--though I am native here.
You shall not go. Ham. Mar. Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles o'er his base into the sea. Being a thing immortal as itself? It waves me forth again. It beckons you to go away with it. Look with what courteous action It waves you to a more removed ground: But do not go with it! Hor.-Go on. Why. And for my soul. And there assume some other horrible form Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason. by no means. It waves me still. .23 So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? Say. I'll follow thee. Hor. my lord. into every brain That looks so many fadoms to the sea And hears it roar beneath. As if it some impartment did desire To you alone.--I'll follow it. Ham. why is this? wherefore? what should we do? [Ghost beckons Hamlet. No. Without more motive. Hor. And draw you into madness? think of it: The very place puts toys of desperation. What if it tempt you toward the flood. Mar.] Hor. Ham. It will not speak. then will I follow it. my lord. what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee. my lord. what can it do to that. Ham. Do not.
I'll make a ghost of him that lets me!-I say. And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve. gentlemen.] Ham. [Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet. you shall not go. A more remote part of the Castle. Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? speak! I'll go no further. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.] Still am I call'd. Hor. Heaven will direct it. Mark me. Be rul'd. He waxes desperate with imagination. Let's follow. Ghost. [Exeunt. away!--Go on.-[Breaking free from them. . [Enter Ghost and Hamlet. Mar. Nay.] Scene V. let's follow him. Have after. I'll follow thee.24 Hold off your hands. 'tis not fit thus to obey him.] Hor.-[Ghost beckons.--To what issue will this come? Mar. Hor. Hor. Ham. Mar.--unhand me. My fate cries out.] By heaven.
poor ghost! Ghost. When I to sulph'uous and tormenting flames Must render up myself. Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night. Speak. My hour is almost come. but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold. list!-If thou didst ever thy dear father love-Ham. But this most foul. strange. Murder! Ghost. So art thou to revenge. Pity me not. start from their spheres. Ham.I am bound to hear. Ham. list. . as in the best it is. Make thy two eyes. Ham. O God! Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon the fretful porcupine: But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. And for the day confin'd to wastein fires. freeze thy young blood. O. when thou shalt hear. Ghost. Ham. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house. and unnatural. like stars. Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purg'd away. I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul. Ghost. I am thy father's spirit. What? Ghost. Murder most foul. Alas. Thy knotted and combined locks to part.25 I will.--List.
Brief let me be. So lust. And a most instant tetter bark'd about. Wouldst thou not stir in this. whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man That. that incestuous. Haste me to know't. With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial. with traitorous gifts. And in the porches of my ears did pour The leperous distilment. Ham. though to a radiant angel link'd. I find thee apt.--Sleeping within my orchard. And with a sudden vigour it doth posset And curd. sleeping in my orchard. But soft! methinks I scent the morning air. And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf. thou noble youth. what a falling-off was there! From me. The serpent that did sting thy father's life Now wears his crown.26 Ham. May sweep to my revenge. Ay. Hamlet. Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole. My custom always of the afternoon. Ghost.-O wicked wit and gifts. . like eager droppings into milk. Will sate itself in a celestial bed And prey on garbage. 'Tis given out that. Now. hear. The thin and wholesome blood. whose love was of that dignity That it went hand in hand even with the vow I made to her in marriage. With witchcraft of his wit. as it never will be mov'd. that adulterate beast. Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven. so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abus'd. that have the power So to seduce!--won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen: O Hamlet. that I. and to decline Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor To those of mine! But virtue. so did it mine. O my prophetic soul! Mine uncle! Ghost. A serpent stung me. swift as quicksilver. it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body. with wings as swift As meditation or the thoughts of love. but know.
adieu! remember me:' I have sworn't. of crown.27 Most lazar-like. nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught: leave her to heaven. damned villain! My tables. disappointed.--meet it is I set it down. Unhous'led. grow not instant old. by a brother's hand. villain. Of life.--Remember thee! Ay. all pressures past. And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge. my sinews.-- . smiling. And you. Fare thee well at once! The glowworm shows the matin to be near. All saws of books. And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain. thou poor ghost. all forms. No reckoning made. my lord. It is 'Adieu. But. O all you host of heaven! O earth! what else? And shall I couple hell? O. Taint not thy mind. But bear me stiffly up. howsoever thou pursu'st this act. To prick and sting her. I am sure. Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest.] So. Remember thee! Yea. Unmix'd with baser matter: yes. That youth and observation copied there. it may be so in Denmark: [Writing. That one may smile. fie!--Hold. at once dispatch'd: Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin. [Within.] Ham. remember me. uncle. unanel'd. bear it not. At least. with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body. horrible! O. horrible! most horrible! If thou hast nature in thee. my heart.] My lord. and be a villain. adieu! Hamlet. but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head: O. by heaven!-O most pernicious woman! O villain. Hor. And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire: Adieu. Thus was I. there you are. from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records. and smile. of queen. while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Now to my word. sleeping. [Exit.
ho. Ham. How say you then. come.-Hor. [Within. How is't. Ham. my lord. [Within. Nor I. my noble lord? Hor.28 Mar. bird. So be it! Mar. boy! Come. . There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all Denmark But he's an arrant knave. my lord. No. my lord. There needs no ghost. [Within.] Mar. What news. and Mar. [Enter Horatio and Marcellus. would heart of man once think it?-But you'll be secret? Hor. Hor. Mar. Hillo. ho. Not I. my lord! Ham. Ham. come from the grave To tell us this. Good my lord. ho. Hor.] Illo. my lord? Ham. my lord. by heaven. tell it. ho. you'll reveal it. Ay.] Lord Hamlet.] Heaven secure him! Ham. by heaven. wonderful! Hor. O.
Never make known what you have seen to-night. And so. In faith. Nor I. right. I'm sorry they offend you. my lord. Mar. We have sworn. I'll go pray. Touching this vision here. Ham. These are but wild and whirling words. my lord. but there is. in faith. What is't. heartily. faith. Yes. without more circumstance at all. already. as your business and desires shall point you. Hor.--and for my own poor part. I hold it fit that we shake hands and part: You. My lord.-It is an honest ghost. Upon my sword. Ham. good friends. but swear't. my lord. Horatio. that let me tell you: For your desire to know what is between us. and soldiers. My lord. we will not. you are i' the right. my lord? we will. Give me one poor request. Hor. Hor. Hor. heartily. Ham. Hor. by Saint Patrick. Ham. Mar. Such as it is. Why. O'ermaster't as you may. Ham. Look you. scholars. Yes. There's no offence. And much offence too. not I. As you are friends.29 Ham.-For every man hath business and desire. and Mar. Nay. my lord. And now. .
old mole! canst work i' the earth so fast? A worthy pioner!--Once more remove. as before. my lord. [Beneath. truepenny?-Come on!--you hear this fellow in the cellarage. O day and night. Hor.] Swear. an if we would'. Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. Ham. an if they might'. Horatio.-. Well said. Ghost. never shall. With arms encumber'd thus. Never to speak of this that you have seen.-Or 'If we list to speak'. we know'.-Come hither. How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself. Ghost. or 'We could. Swear by my sword. never. Indeed. perchance.-Here.] Swear. As 'Well. to note . at such times seeing me. [Beneath. Ham. There are more things in heaven and earth. Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase. ha boy! say'st thou so? art thou there. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. [Beneath. indeed. or this head-shake. gentlemen. Hor. Ham. But come. Ha.] Swear. And lay your hands again upon my sword: Never to speak of this that you have heard. but this is wondrous strange! Ham.-As I. Propose the oath. well. hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on.Or such ambiguous giving out. Ghost. so help you mercy.-That you. Swear by my sword.-Consent to swear. or 'There be. upon my sword. Ham. good friends.30 Ham. Hic et ubique? then we'll shift our ground.
31 That you know aught of me:--this is not to do. Reynaldo. well said. And still your fingers on your lips. You shall do marvellous wisely.] Swear. very well said. My lord. and finding. A room in Polonius's house. I will. rest. Scene I. and where they keep. Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris. at what expense.--do you mark this.] Pol. come you more nearer Than your particular demands will touch it: Take you. perturbed spirit!--So. some distant knowledge of him. Let us go in together. as 'twere. By this encompassment and drift of question. That they do know my son. to express his love and friending to you. Swear. come. I did intend it. God willing. Reynaldo? . 'I know his father and his friends. Ham. shall not lack. what means. gentlemen. Ghost. Marry. What company. let's go together.m. Give him this money and these notes. Before You visit him. [Enter Polonius and Reynaldo. So grace and mercy at your most need help you. And how. [Exeunt. As thus. sir. Rey. The time is out of joint:--O cursed spite. and who. to make inquiry Of his behaviour. Rey. And in part hi. With all my love I do commend me to you: And what so poor a man as Hamlet is May do. Pol. I pray. Look you. Pol. my lord. good Reynaldo.] Act II. Rest. That ever I was born to set it right!-Nay. [Beneath.
sir. my good lord. 'And in part him. Mark you. The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind. sir. and usual slips As are companions noted and most known To youth and liberty. very well. my lord. that would dishonour him. I would know that. Ay. or drinking.' and there put on him What forgeries you please. be assur'd . Ay. no. such wanton. Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes The youth you breathe of guilty. Pol. And I believe it is a fetch of warrant: You laying these slight sullies on my son As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' the working. Rey. Your party in converse. Of general assault. here's my drift. Pol. Addicted so and so. A savageness in unreclaimed blood. Rey.--but. That he is open to incontinency. 'not well: But if't be he I mean.32 Rey. as you may season it in the charge. take heed of that. You must not put another scandal on him. wild.-Pol. That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly That they may seem the taints of liberty. My lord. Rey. fencing. swearing. As gaming. none so rank As may dishonour him. Marry. Faith. marry. my lord. But. him you would sound. Ay. Drabbing:--you may go so far. Pol. my lord. But. Wherefore should you do this? Rey.' you may say. he's very wild. Pol. quarrelling.
Good my lord! Pol. . and with assays of bias. At--closes in the consequence'--ay. marry! He closes with you thus:--'I know the gentleman.' or 'gentleman'-According to the phrase or the addition Of man and country.' or so. I have.--he does--What was I about to say?-. 'I saw him enter such a house of sale. I was about to say something:--Where did I leave? Rey. There falling out at tennis': or perchance. I saw him yesterday. And let him ply his music. Shall you my son. Pol. by my former lecture and advice. have you not? Rey. my lord. And then. At 'closes in the consequence. My lord. Rey. I shall.'-Videlicet. or t'other day. Pol. Or then. or 'friend. There was he gaming. sir. or such. a brothel. Rey. Rey. Very good.--or so forth. Observe his inclination in yourself. By indirections find directions out: So. Rey. there o'ertook in's rouse.By the mass. as you say. You have me.-See you now.33 He closes with you in this consequence. God b' wi' you.' at 'friend or so.' Pol. does he this. 'Good sir. With windlaces. Pol. my lord.' and gentleman. and. with such. fare you well. or then. Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth: And thus do we of wisdom and of reach.
For out o' doors he went without their help. Alas. And with his other hand thus o'er his brow.--a little shaking of mine arm. He took me by the wrist. What said he? Oph. Mad for thy love? Oph. with his head over his shoulder turn'd He seem'd to find his way without his eyes. . as I was sewing in my chamber. At last. My lord. And thrice his head thus waving up and down. and down-gyved to his ankle.] How now.--with his doublet all unbrac'd. Ophelia! what's the matter? Oph. Then goes he to the length of all his arm. his stockings foul'd. my lord. Ungart'red. he lets me go: And. I have been so affrighted! Pol. But truly I do fear it. Long stay'd he so. And with a look so piteous in purport As if he had been loosed out of hell To speak of horrors. With what. He falls to such perusal of my face As he would draw it. Pol.] [Enter Ophelia.-He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound As it did seem to shatter all his bulk And end his being: that done. My lord. my lord. i' the name of God? Oph. Pale as his shirt.--he comes before me.34 Well. Lord Hamlet. I do not know. And to the last bended their light on me. No hat upon his head. Pol. and held me hard. Farewell! [Exit Reynaldo. his knees knocking each other. Pol.
so I call it. that thus hath put him So much from the understanding of himself. might move More grief to hide than hate to utter love. being kept close. but. . Rosencrantz. dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern! Moreover that we much did long to see you. As oft as any passion under heaven That does afflict our natures. The need we have to use you did provoke Our hasty sending. And meant to wreck thee. So much as from occasion you may glean. and Attendants. That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court Some little time: so by your companies To draw him on to pleasures. That hath made him mad. but beshrew my jealousy! It seems it as proper to our age To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions As it is common for the younger sort To lack discretion. Pol. Come. I did repel his letters and denied His access to me. and to gather. have you given him any hard words of late? Oph. No. That. lies within our remedy. which. And leads the will to desperate undertakings. Whose violent property fordoes itself. go with me: I will go seek the king. Something have you heard Of Hamlet's transformation.] King. Welcome. Guildenstern.-What.35 Pol. my good lord. go we to the king: This must be known. as you did command. being of so young days brought up with him. [Enter King. open'd. to us unknown.] Scene II. I cannot dream of: I entreat you both That. I am sorry that with better heed and judgment I had not quoted him: I fear'd he did but trifle. More than his father's death. What it should be. Come. I am sorry. [Exeunt. This is the very ecstasy of love. A room in the Castle. Since nor the exterior nor the inward man Resembles that it was. And since so neighbour'd to his youth and humour. Whether aught. afflicts him thus.
I hold my duty. [Enter Polonius. Put your dread pleasures more into command Than to entreaty. Pol. Are joyfully return'd. Th' ambassadors from Norway. and some Attendants]. To be commanded. Thanks. . Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz: And I beseech you instantly to visit My too-much-changed son. If it will please you To show us so much gentry and good-will As to expend your time with us awhile. Guil.--Go. To lay our service freely at your feet. We both obey. Ros. And sure I am two men there are not living To whom he more adheres. And here give up ourselves. And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is. he hath much talk'd of you. King. Guildenstern. my lord? Assure you. Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern.36 Queen. in the full bent. Thanks. Ay. Both your majesties Might. King. Guil.] Pol. Have I. Your visitation shall receive such thanks As fits a king's remembrance. For the supply and profit of our hope. Heavens make our presence and our practices Pleasant and helpful to him! Queen. Queen. amen! [Exeunt Rosencrantz. some of you. Good gentlemen. as I hold my soul. by the sovereign power you have of us. my good lord. my good liege. Thou still hast been the father of good news.
Receives rebuke from Norway. But. against the Polack: With an entreaty. And his commission to employ those soldiers. age. he hath found The head and source of all your son's distemper. Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee. in brief.] He tells me. Voltimand. O. King. Pol. herein further shown. that do I long to hear. King. and bring them in. Give first admittance to the ambassadors. My news shall be the fruit to that great feast.] .--sends out arrests On Fortinbras.-His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage.--or else this brain of mine Hunts not the trail of policy so sure As it hath us'd to do. in fine. Well. [Enter Polonius. and. Thyself do grace to them. which he.37 Both to my God and to my gracious king: And I do think. which to him appear'd To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack. Whereon old Norway. he truly found It was against your highness. Upon our first. speak of that.-That so his sickness. King.] Welcome. and impotence Was falsely borne in hand. Most fair return of greetings and desires. Makes vow before his uncle never more To give th' assay of arms against your majesty. what from our brother Norway? Volt. obeys. [Exit Polonius. he sent out to suppress His nephew's levies. whereat griev'd. better look'd into. So levied as before. my sweet queen. we shall sift him. Queen. with Voltimand and Cornelius. my good friends! Say. I doubt it is no other but the main. [Gives a paper.--that I have found The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy. overcome with joy.
But farewell it. mark. what duty is. a vile phrase. for I will use no art. since brevity is the soul of wit.'-That's an ill phrase. And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes. night is night. Why day is day. For this effect defective comes by cause: Thus it remains. Thus: [Reads. and the remainder thus. and surmise. On such regards of safety and allowance As therein are set down. these. I will be brief:--your noble son is mad: Mad call I it. I have a daughter. and think upon this business.] Pol. and time.' . This business is well ended. Were nothing but to waste night. I swear I use no art at all. 'beautified' is a vile phrase: but you shall hear.38 That it might please you to give quiet pass Through your dominions for this enterprise.-My liege. Or rather say. day. What is't but to be nothing else but mad? But let that go. and my soul's idol. Meantime we thank you for your well-took labour: Go to your rest. That he is mad. Perpend. Therefore.--have whilst she is mine. And at our more consider'd time we'll read.-Who. [Reads. and time is time. 'tis true: 'tis true 'tis pity. Mad let us grant him then: and now remains That we find out the cause of this effect. More matter.--to expostulate What majesty should be. Queen. &c. Hath given me this: now gather. Madam.] 'To the celestial. Answer. with less art. the cause of this defect. It likes us well. at night we'll feast together: Most welcome home! [Exeunt Voltimand and Cornelius. the most beautified Ophelia. in her duty and obedience. King. And pity 'tis 'tis true: a foolish figure.] 'In her excellent white bosom. for to define true madness. Pol. and madam.
I will be faithful. Doubt that the sun doth move. and. [Reads. Thence to a lightness. I must tell you that. most dear lady. out of thy sphere. If I had play'd the desk or table-book. Came this from Hamlet to her? Pol. Good madam. in obedience. receive no tokens. Or look'd upon this love with idle sight. then into a fast. I would fain prove so.' This. But never doubt I love. thence into a weakness. 'O dear Ophelia.-As I perceiv'd it. Into the madness wherein now he raves. and place. Adieu. All given to mine ear. mute and dumb. I went round to work. Or my dear majesty your queen here. whilst this machine is to him.-. I am ill at these numbers. hath my daughter show'd me. I have not art to reckon my groans: but that I love thee best.-What might you think? No. by this declension. repulsed. O most best. And my young mistress thus I did bespeak: 'Lord Hamlet is a prince. What do you think of me? King. King. . by means. she took the fruits of my advice. stay awhile. Admit no messengers.--a short tale to make. And more above. Thence to a watch. Doubt truth to be a liar. This must not be:' and then I precepts gave her. That she should lock herself from his resort.39 Queen. Before my daughter told me. Which done. 'Thine evermore.] 'Doubt thou the stars are fire.what might you. HAMLET. But how hath she Receiv'd his love? Pol. As they fell out by time. believe it.-Fell into a sadness. And he. But what might you think. hath his solicitings. When I had seen this hot love on the wing. Pol. As of a man faithful and honourable. think. Or given my heart a winking.
though it were hid indeed Within the centre. Queen.40 And all we wail for. So he does indeed.' When it prov'd otherwise? King. I will find Where truth is hid. King. Hath there been such a time. very likely. You know sometimes he walks for hours together Here in the lobby. give me leave. We will try it. if this be otherwise: [Points to his head and shoulder. Not that I know. King. and Attendants. Queen. I do beseech you. And he not from his reason fall'n thereon Let me be no assistant for a state. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him: Be you and I behind an arras then. Pol. both away I'll board him presently:--O.] If circumstances lead me. Pol. Away. But keep a farm and carters. Do you think 'tis this? Queen. Pol.--I'd fain know that-That I have positively said ''Tis so. It may be. Take this from this. Pol. But look where sadly the poor wretch comes reading. King. Mark the encounter: if he love her not. How may we try it further? Pol. Queen. [Exeunt King.] .
very near this. words. Well. far gone: and truly in my youth I suffered much extremity for love. my lord. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog. . you're a fishmonger.] How does my good Lord Hamlet? Ham.41 [Enter Hamlet. Pol. Ay. Ham. my lord! Ham. What is the matter. Do you know me. Honest. Between who? Pol. Not I. Pol. Ham. as this world goes. God-a-mercy. Ham. I have. sir. I'll speak to him again. my lord. Pol. Pol. my lord? Ham. being a god-kissing carrion. Pol. look to't.] Still harping on my daughter:--yet he knew me not at first. Excellent well. my lord. How say you by that?--[Aside. Pol. my lord? Ham.--What do you read. words. he said I was a fishmonger: he is far gone. Words.--Have you a daughter? Pol. is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Let her not walk i' the sun: conception is a blessing. reading. but not as your daughter may conceive:--friend. Then I would you were so honest a man. my lord? Ham. to be honest. That's very true.
Slanders. Rosencrantz! Good lads. should be old as I am. [To Polonius. Ham. sir. like a crab. . yet there is a method in't.-.42 I mean. Guildenstern? Ah. Ham. [Aside. My excellent good friends! How dost thou. sir! [Exit Polonius. My most dear lord! Ham. Indeed. [Aside.] How pregnant sometimes his replies are! a happiness that often madness hits on. Pol. sir. if. my lord. Fare you well.] God save you.] Guil. sir: for the satirical slave says here that old men have grey beards. Ros. how do ye both? Ros. for you yourself. These tedious old fools! [Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. As the indifferent children of the earth. which reason and sanity could not so prosperously be delivered of.--except my life. yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down. I will leave him and suddenly contrive the means of meeting between him and my daughter. you could go backward. though I most powerfully and potently believe. my lord? Ham.] Though this be madness. their eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum. there he is. Pol. Ham.--My honourable lord. that is out o' the air.Will you walk out of the air. My honoured lord! Ros. together with most weak hams: all which.] Pol. Into my grave? Pol. You cannot. my lord. except my life. the matter that you read. except my life. take from me anything that I will more willingly part withal. that their faces are wrinkled. sir. and that they have a plentiful lack of wit. You go to seek the Lord Hamlet. I will most humbly take my leave of you.
but that the world's grown honest. my lord. her privates we. Ham. Ros. Happy in that we are not over-happy. . most true. Then you live about her waist. In the secret parts of fortune? O. A goodly one. my lord! Ham. Why. Then is the world one. Denmark's a prison.43 Guil. then 'tis none to you. 'tis too narrow for your mind. Neither. my good friends. Ham. What's the news? Ros. None. Ham. in which there are many confines. Faith. your ambition makes it one. my lord. and dungeons. Why. or in the middle of her favours? Guil. that she sends you to prison hither? Guil. my lord. Nor the soles of her shoe? Ros. but your news is not true. Ros. Denmark being one o' the worst. Ham. Ham. Prison. Ros. On fortune's cap we are not the very button. Let me question more in particular: what have you. for there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison. deserved at the hands of fortune. We think not so. Ham. Then is doomsday near. wards. she is a strumpet. then.
You were sent for. I cannot reason. were it not that I have bad dreams. To what end. and there is a kind of confession in your looks. my lord. A dream itself is but a shadow. Guil. in the beaten way of friendship. for. by the consonancy of our youth. Ham. Which dreams. and by what more dear a better proposer could charge you withal. whether you were sent for or no. Ros. to speak to you like an honest man. indeed. I am even poor in thanks. That you must teach me. are ambition. but I thank you: and sure. by the obligation of our ever-preserved love. To visit you. Shall we to the court? for. But. What should we say. my lord? Ham. I could be bounded in a nutshell. Ham. and count myself a king of infinite space. Then are our beggars bodies.44 Ham. and Guild. deal justly with me: come. Truly. no other occasion. O God. Were you not sent for? Is it your own inclining? Is it a free visitation? Come. Ros. Why. Ros. Ros. Guil. Ham. speak. be even and direct with me. by my fay. anything--but to the purpose. Beggar that I am.] What say you? . my thanks are too dear a halfpenny. come. No such matter: I will not sort you with the rest of my servants. my lord? Ham. dear friends. Ham. We'll wait upon you. But let me conjure you. [To Guildenstern. which your modesties have not craft enough to colour: I know the good king and queen have sent for you. for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. and I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality that it is but a shadow's shadow. what make you at Elsinore? Ros. I am most dreadfully attended. nay. and our monarchs and outstretch'd heroes the beggars' shadows. by the rights of our fellowship.
how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension. My lord. the clown shall make those laugh whose lungs are tickle o' the sere.--his majesty shall have tribute of me. what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me. and hither are they coming to offer you service.45 Ham. What players are they? Ros. and indeed. no. Ham. to me. Why did you laugh then. Ham. look you.--but wherefore I know not. I have of late. He that plays the king shall be welcome. I think their inhibition comes by the means of the late innovation. How chances it they travel? their residence. so shall my anticipation prevent your discovery. To think. the adventurous knight shall use his foil and target. No. What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving. [Aside. we were sent for. indeed.] Nay. both in reputation and profit. though by your smiling you seem to say so. it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame. I have an eye of you. when I said 'Man delights not me'? Ros.--If you love me. Ros.--why. it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. seems to me a sterile promontory. what lenten entertainment the players shall receive from you: we coted them on the way. Guil. or the blank verse shall halt for't. the humorous man shall end his part in peace. there was no such stuff in my thoughts. the lover shall not sigh gratis. this majestical roof fretted with golden fire. Even those you were wont to take such delight in. forgone all custom of exercises. this brave o'erhanging firmament. hold not off. my lord. how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet. Ros. was better both ways. are they not.--the tragedians of the city. nor woman neither. Do they hold the same estimation they did when I was in the city? Are they so followed? Ros. the earth. and your secrecy to the king and queen moult no feather. and the lady shall say her mind freely. Ham. . the air. My lord. if you delight not in man. Ham. this most excellent canopy.--lost all my mirth. then. I will tell you why. Ham.
a hundred ducats a-piece for his picture in little. Do the boys carry it away? Ros. little eyases. Faith. How comes it? do they grow rusty? Ros. give twenty.--as it is most like. . Gentlemen. You are welcome: but my uncle-father and aunt-mother are deceived. my dear lord? Ham. their endeavour keeps in the wonted pace: but there is.--that many wearing rapiers are afraid of goose-quills and dare scarce come thither. there has been much throwing about of brains. and those that would make mouths at him while my father lived. Is't possible? Guil. which I tell you must show fairly outward. lest my extent to the players. if philosophy could find it out. if their means are no better. for awhile. that cry out on the top of question. sir.46 Ham.--their writers do them wrong to make them exclaim against their own succession? Ros. my lord. and are most tyrannically clapped for't: these are now the fashion. come: the appurtenance of welcome is fashion and ceremony: let me comply with you in this garb. Ham. Hercules and his load too. Your hands. fifty. Ham.--so they call them. that they do. you are welcome to Elsinore. Ham. Ay. are they children? who maintains 'em? How are they escoted? Will they pursue the quality no longer than they can sing? will they not say afterwards. there is something in this more than natural. and the nation holds it no sin to tarre them to controversy: there was. there has been much to do on both sides. Guil. Ham. an aery of children. should more appear like entertainment than yours. It is not very strange. Nay. [Flourish of trumpets within. forty.] Guil. if they should grow themselves to common players. and so berattle the common stages. O. for my uncle is king of Denmark. What. no money bid for argument unless the poet and the player went to cuffs in the question. There are the players. Ham. 'Sblood. In what.
Happily he's the second time come to them. history. [Enter Polonius.47 I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw. Buzz. either for tragedy. . Hark you. The best actors in the world. 'twas so indeed.-Pol. tragical-historical. or poem unlimited: Seneca cannot be too heavy nor Plautus too light. Why-'One fair daughter. I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the players. my lord. my lord? Ham. Upon my honour. and no more. My lord.] Pol. The actors are come hither.-Ham.--and you too. Then came each actor on his ass. comedy. Well be with you. Ham. My lord. Ham. What treasure had he. When Roscius was an actor in Rome. judge of Israel. mark it. what a treasure hadst thou! Pol. Guildenstern. pastoral. scene individable. these are the only men. I have news to tell you. I have news to tell you. Ros. Ham.--at each ear a hearer: that great baby you see there is not yet out of his swaddling clouts.-Pol. For the law of writ and the liberty. buzz! Pol. for they say an old man is twice a child. historical-pastoral. sir: o' Monday morning. Pol. O Jephthah.--You say right. tragical-comical-historical-pastoral. Ham. pastoral-comical. gentlemen! Ham.
for look where my abridgment comes. that follows not. a passionate speech. well digested in the scenes. for the play. good friends. fly at anything we see: we'll have a speech straight: come. 'twas caviare to the general. I have a daughter that I love passing well. [Enter four or five Players. and others. masters. [Aside. but called it an honest method. your ladyship is nearer to heaven than when I saw you last.--O. then. I remember. one said there were no sallets in the lines to make the matter savoury. let me see:-The rugged Pyrrhus. I remember. Nay. your voice. old Jephthah? Pol.--Masters.' and then. begin at this line. as wholesome as sweet. my lord. whose judgments in such matters cried in the top of mine. I Play.--let me see. Ham. my old friend! Thy face is valanc'd since I saw thee last.-it is not so:-. and by very much more handsome than fine. 'It came to pass. my young lady and mistress! By'r lady. as most like it was--' The first row of the pious chanson will show you more. What follows. comest thou to beard me in Denmark?--What. set down with as much modesty as cunning. What speech.] Still on my daughter. Ham.--an excellent play. be not cracked within the ring. by the altitude of a chopine.48 The which he loved passing well. you are all welcome. you know. my lord? Ham. or if it was. all:--I am glad to see thee well.] You are welcome. my lord? Ham. like th' Hyrcanian beast. and thereabout of it especially where he speaks of Priam's slaughter: if it live in your memory. pleased not the million. Pol. One speech in it I chiefly loved: 'twas AEneas' tale to Dido. God wot. If you call me Jephthah.--but it was never acted. Why-'As by lot.it begins with Pyrrhus:-- .--as I received it. not above once. welcome. give us a taste of your quality: come. Am I not i' the right. We'll e'en to't like French falconers. Pray God. I heard thee speak me a speech once. nor no matter in the phrase that might indite the author of affectation. but it was.--welcome.' Pol. like a piece of uncurrent gold.
and with a hideous crash Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear: for lo! his sword. With eyes like carbuncles. my lord. with good accent and good discretion. after Pyrrhus' pause. With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword Now falls on Priam. Seeming to feel this blow. sons. proceed you. daughters. the hellish Pyrrhus Old grandsire Priam seeks. Anon he finds him. Which was declining on the milky head Of reverend Priam. And. in rage strikes wide. seem'd i' the air to stick: So. mothers. That lend a tyrannous and a damned light To their vile murders: roasted in wrath and fire. and the orb below As hush as death. the rack stand still. The bold winds speechless. like a neutral to his will and matter.49 'The rugged Pyrrhus. well spoken. anon the dreadful thunder Doth rend the region. I Play. lies where it falls.did the night resemble When he lay couched in the ominous horse.-Out.' So. Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel. 'Fore God.-Hath now this dread and black complexion smear'd With heraldry more dismal. Did nothing. with flaming top Stoops to his base. Repugnant to command: unequal match'd. as a painted tyrant. A roused vengeance sets him new a-work. out. Pyrrhus stood. Rebellious to his arm. And thus o'ersized with coagulate gore. Fortune! All you gods. Pyrrhus at Priam drives. horridly trick'd With blood of fathers. And never did the Cyclops' hammers fall On Mars's armour. thou strumpet. so. head to foot Now is be total gules. But as we often see. Striking too short at Greeks: his antique sword. A silence in the heavens. But with the whiff and wind of his fell sword The unnerved father falls. Then senseless Ilium. forg'd for proof eterne. And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven. Black as his purpose. In general synod. take away her power.--he whose sable arms. Bak'd and impasted with the parching streets. As low as to the fiends! . against some storm. Pol.
Look.-. But who.--Pray you. Pol. . better: use every man after his desert. and who should scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity: the less they deserve.He's for a jig or a tale of bawdry. Pol. or he sleeps:--say on. Pol. no more! Ham. a clout upon that head Where late the diadem stood. Odd's bodikin. with tongue in venom steep'd. That's good! 'Mobled queen' is good.Good my lord. will you see the players well bestowed? Do you hear? Let them be well used. and for a robe. 'The mobled queen'? Pol. 'Tis well. come to Hecuba.-Unless things mortal move them not at all.-Who this had seen. had seen the mobled queen. Take them in. after your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live. I will use them according to their desert. in the alarm of fear caught up. the more merit is in your bounty. My lord.-Would have made milch the burning eyes of heaven. I'll have thee speak out the rest of this soon. I Play. Ham. for they are the abstracts and brief chronicles of the time. And passion in the gods.-Ham. When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport In mincing with his sword her husband's limbs. About her lank and all o'erteemed loins. sirs. Run barefoot up and down. Ham. I Play. 'Gainst Fortune's state would treason have pronounc'd: But if the gods themselves did see her then. A blanket. The instant burst of clamour that she made. threatening the flames With bisson rheum. Come.--Pr'ythee say on. with your beard.-. man. and has tears in's eyes. It shall to the barber's. whether he has not turn'd his colour. O who.50 Pol. This is too long.
Ham. Ay. . Tears in his eyes. what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous that this player here. God b' wi' ye! Now I am alone.] Dost thou hear me. for a need.] Ham. You could. Ros. and look you mock him not. indeed. Make mad the guilty.] --My good friends [to Ros. Could force his soul so to his own conceit That from her working all his visage wan'd. A dull and muddy-mettled rascal. and appal the free. I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. in a dream of passion. But in a fiction. we'll hear a play to-morrow. Confound the ignorant. O. A broken voice. That he should weep for her? What would he do. old friend? Can you play 'The Murder of Gonzago'? I Play. and amaze. [Exeunt Polonius with all the Players but the First. [Exit First Player. friends.--Follow that lord. Good my lord! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. peak. my lord. The very faculties of eyes and ears. distraction in's aspect. and Guild. Yet I. and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing! For Hecuba? What's Hecuba to him.]. Ay. my lord. study a speech of some dozen or sixteen lines which I would set down and insert in't? could you not? I Play. or he to Hecuba. so. Ham. Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears And cleave the general ear with horrid speech. We'll ha't to-morrow night. Ay.51 Ham. Follow him. Very well.
not for a king Upon whose property and most dear life A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat As deep as to the lungs? who does me this. For murder. Polonius.-As he is very potent with such spirits. And can you.-Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this. and lack gall To make oppression bitter. Scene I. And can say nothing. Ophelia. though it have no tongue. A room in the Castle. I know my course. That I. no. [Enter King. the son of a dear father murder'd. and Guildenstern. unpack my heart with words And fall a-cursing like a very drab. ha? 'Swounds. lecherous. what an ass am I! This is most brave. I should take it: for it cannot be But I am pigeon-liver'd. yea. like a whore. I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench.] King. my brain! I have heard That guilty creatures. I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks. Queen.52 Like John-a-dreams. Must. vengeance! Why. [Exit. A scullion! Fie upon't! foh!--About. will speak With most miraculous organ. by no drift of circumstance. treacherous.--the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king. Rosencrantz. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape. kindless villain! O. sitting at a play. unpregnant of my cause. .] ACT III. or ere this I should have fatted all the region kites With this slave's offal: bloody. Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell. bawdy villain! Remorseless. Get from him why he puts on this confusion. Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions. and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy.
of our demands. And there did seem in him a kind of joy To hear of it: they are about the court. Did he receive you well? Ros. And. Madam. Ros. . But. Pol. Queen. as I think. King. they have already order This night to play before him. keeps aloof When we would bring him on to some confession Of his true state. But from what cause he will by no means speak. Nor do we find him forward to be sounded. Guil. it so fell out that certain players We o'er-raught on the way: of these we told him. but. He does confess he feels himself distracted. And he beseech'd me to entreat your majesties To hear and see the matter. Queen.-Good gentlemen.53 Grating so harshly all his days of quiet With turbulent and dangerous lunacy? Ros. give him a further edge. But with much forcing of his disposition. my lord. Most free in his reply. Did you assay him To any pastime? Ros. Ros. And drive his purpose on to these delights. with a crafty madness. Guil. Niggard of question. We shall. With all my heart. and it doth much content me To hear him so inclin'd. 'Tis most true. Most like a gentleman.
We will bestow ourselves. Madam.] Read on this book. For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither.--lawful espials. Ophelia.] O. [Aside. I shall obey you:-And for your part.] King. To both your honours. [Exit Queen. That show of such an exercise may colour Your loneliness. I do wish That your good beauties be the happy cause Of Hamlet's wildness: so shall I hope your virtues Will bring him to his wonted way again. Oph. We may of their encounter frankly judge. or not to be. unseen.--[To Ophelia.] Pol. Ophelia. walk you here.-'Tis too much prov'd. my lord.--Gracious. I hear him coming: let's withdraw. To be. [Exeunt King and Polonius. That he.] Ham.54 [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. may here Affront Ophelia: Her father and myself.--that with devotion's visage And pious action we do sugar o'er The Devil himself.--We are oft to blame in this. as he is behav'd. 'tis too true! How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience! The harlot's cheek. Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it Than is my deed to my most painted word: O heavy burden! Pol. If't be the affliction of his love or no That thus he suffers for. leave us too. Queen. Sweet Gertrude. King.-Will so bestow ourselves that.--that is the question:-- . beautied with plastering art. And gather by him. I wish it may. so please you.] [Enter Hamlet. as 'twere by accident. seeing.
well. The insolence of office. And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all. Oph. their currents turn awry. and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes. Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life.--to sleep. not I. now receive them. the proud man's contumely. in thy orisons Be all my sins remember'd. . No.--puzzles the will. The oppressor's wrong. Good my lord. well. Oph. and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to. To die. When we have shuffled off this mortal coil. And enterprises of great pith and moment. And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come.-To sleep! perchance to dream:--ay. I have remembrances of yours That I have longed long to re-deliver. And by opposing end them?--To die. With this regard. I never gave you aught.--to sleep. well. How does your honour for this many a day? Ham.55 Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune Or to take arms against a sea of troubles. When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would these fardels bear. My lord. from whose bourn No traveller returns. there's the rub. the law's delay. But that the dread of something after death. To grunt and sweat under a weary life. And lose the name of action.--Soft you now! The fair Ophelia!--Nymph. The pangs of despis'd love. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time.-The undiscover'd country. Ham. I humbly thank you. I pray you. Oph.--'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd.-No more. and by a sleep to say we end The heartache.
Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest. Oph. for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness: this was sometime a paradox. you know right well you did. My lord? Ham. Indeed. That if you be honest and fair. all. revengeful. you made me believe so. ambitious. with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in. for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it: I loved you not. I was the more deceived. or time to act them in. Take these again. Ham. believe none of us. but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me: I am very proud. There. I did love you once. my lord. have better commerce than with honesty? Ham. What means your lordship? Ham. You should not have believ'd me. my lord. but now the time gives it proof. truly. imagination to give them shape. Could beauty. Ha. And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd As made the things more rich. Ham. ha! are you honest? Oph. At home. your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty. Oph. Ham. their perfume lost. What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves. for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind. my lord.56 My honour'd lord. Oph. Are you fair? Oph. . Ay. Go thy ways to a nunnery. Where's your father? Oph. my lord.
-. well enough. out of tune and harsh. God hath given you one face. you amble. shall live. Nor what he spake. though it lack'd form a little.--quite. That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth Blasted with ecstasy: O. [Exit. There's something in his soul O'er which his melancholy sits on brood. Oph. the rest shall keep as they are. Let the doors be shut upon him. To a nunnery. Love! his affections do not that way tend. Was not like madness. Get thee to a nunnery. all but one. O. Farewell. I say. Or. and you lisp. The observ'd of all observers. and quickly too. scholar's. go: farewell. and nickname God's creatures. I'll no more on't. sword. and you make yourselves another: you jig. To a nunnery. O.] Oph. If thou dost marry. woe is me. tongue. Like sweet bells jangled. for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them. thou shalt not escape calumny. With variable objects. And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose Will be some danger: which for to prevent. go. of ladies most deject and wretched That suck'd the honey of his music vows. I have in quick determination Thus set it down:--he shall with speed to England For the demand of our neglected tribute: Haply the seas. quite down! And I. we will have no moe marriages: those that are married already. you sweet heavens! Ham. O heavenly powers. I have heard of your paintings too. restore him! Ham. Go to. I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry. The expectancy and rose of the fair state. as pure as snow. soldier's. eye. Farewell. To have seen what I have seen. and make your wantonness your ignorance. marry a fool. and countries different. see what I see! [Re-enter King and Polonius. help him. what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's.] King.be thou as chaste as ice. if thou wilt needs marry. go. Oph. that he may play the fool nowhere but in's own house. Now see that noble and most sovereign reason. it hath made me mad.57 Ham. The glass of fashion and the mould of form. shall expel .
you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. We heard it all. and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. thus.--How now. nor the gait of Christian.--and heard others praise.] Ham. have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some . as I may say. I pray you. neither having the accent of Christians. [Enter Hamlet and cartain Players. Now. cannot but make the judicious grieve. to hold. Ham. who. whose end. It shall do well: but yet do I believe The origin and commencement of his grief Sprung from neglected love. scorn her own image. the word to the action. to split the cars of the groundlings. and. A hall in the Castle. Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus From fashion of himself. this overdone. whirlwind of passion. but use all gently: for in the very torrent. do as you please. to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters. Speak the speech. or come tardy off. What think you on't? Pol. It shall be so: Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go. it offends me to the soul. nor man. was and is.] Scene II. as many of your players do. and that highly. [Exeunt. though it make the unskilful laugh. I warrant your honour. as 'twere. And I'll be plac'd. the censure of the which one must in your allowance.--My lord. that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature: for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing.58 This something-settled matter in his heart. Let his queen mother all alone entreat him To show his grief: let her be round with him. tempest. I Player. Be not too tame neither. O. both at the first and now. If she find him not. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand. it out-herods Herod: pray you avoid it. O. King. with this special observance. after the play.--not to speak it profanely. for the most part. to very rags. but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word. there be players that I have seen play. pagan. as I pronounced it to you. so please you. to show virtue her own image. or confine him where Your wisdom best shall think. are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb shows and noise: I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant. o'erweigh a whole theatre of others. I had as lief the town crier spoke my lines. that. the mirror up to nature. But if you hold it fit. To England send him. in the ear Of all their conference. Ophelia! You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said. trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it.
and that presently.-Ham. .] How now. but thy good spirits. ho. Here. my dear lord.] Will you two help to hasten them? Ros. Ham. Horatio! [Enter Horatio. they imitated humanity so abominably. Nay. sweet lord. Horatio. sir. reform it altogether.] [Enter Polonius. my lord! will the king hear this piece of work? Pol. Bid the players make haste. to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too. O. [Exit Polonius. And the queen too.] Ham. Ham. Go make you ready. though in the meantime some necessary question of the play be then to be considered: that's villanous and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it. O. and not made them well. Ham. my lord. do not think I flatter.59 of nature's journeymen had made men. We will. and Guil. and Guildenstern. at your service. For what advancement may I hope from thee. What. [Exeunt Players. And let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them: for there be of them that will themselves laugh.] Hor. That no revenue hast. [Exeunt Ros. thou art e'en as just a man As e'er my conversation cop'd withal. I Player. and Guil. I hope we have reform'd that indifferently with us. Hor. Rosencrantz.
of my father's death: I pr'ythee. Hor. her election Hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been As one. when thou see'st that act a-foot. ay. I have nothing with this answer.--Something too much of this. And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning. It is a damned ghost that we have seen. we will both our judgments join In censure of his seeming. my lord: If he steal aught the whilst this play is playing. in my heart of heart. Guildenstern. nor mine now. And could of men distinguish. that suffers nothing. How fares our cousin Hamlet? Ham. As I do thee. My lord. and I will wear him In my heart's core. A flourish.60 To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flatter'd? No. i' faith. after.-There is a play to-night before the king. and others. Even with the very comment of thy soul Observe mine uncle: if his occulted guilt Do not itself unkennel in one speech. Well. of the chameleon's dish: I eat the air. Excellent. And. Enter King. Which I have told thee. King. For I mine eyes will rivet to his face. Ham. Ham. One scene of it comes near the circumstance. you say? [To Polonius. Ophelia. No. Hamlet. A man that Fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks: and bles'd are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger To sound what stop she please.] King. I will pay the theft. And my imaginations are as foul As Vulcan's stithy. And scape detecting. Queen. you play'd once i' the university. let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp. Rosencrantz. promise-crammed: you cannot feed capons so. in suffering all. I must be idle: Get you a place. Give me that man That is not passion's slave. Dost thou hear? Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice. Give him heedful note. these words are not mine. Polonius. They are coming to the play. [Danish march.] .
Ham. Oph. Ay. Queen. No. they stay upon your patience. Ham. my lord. O. my head upon your lap? Oph. Come hither. I did enact Julius Caesar. What is. Ham.] Ham. Ham. I think nothing. Nothing. ho! do you mark that? [To the King. Ham. my lord. good mother. That did I.61 Pol. my dear Hamlet. my lord.] Oph. Pol. and was accounted a good actor.--Be the players ready? Ros. Ay. What did you enact? Pol. Do you think I meant country matters? Oph. I mean. No. Lady. shall I lie in your lap? [Lying down at Ophelia's feet. my lord. my lord? Ham. Brutus killed me. That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs. sit by me. my lord. . It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a calf there. here's metal more attractive. Ham. I was kill'd i' the Capitol.
Anon comes in a fellow. Ham. O. O. The Queen returns. The dumb show enters. seeming to lament with her. Ham.] Ham. with the hobby-horse. comes in again. and declines his head upon her neck: lays him down upon a bank of flowers: she. finds the King dead. or else shall he suffer not thinking on. they'll tell all. the hobby-horse is forgot!' [Trumpets sound. The dead body is carried away. I? Oph. for. Will he tell us what this show meant? . and my father died within 's two hours. and exit.] [Enter a King and a Queen very lovingly. let the devil wear black. You are merry. my lord. but in the end accepts his love. O. The Poisoner wooes the Queen with gifts. my lord. We shall know by this fellow: the players cannot keep counsel. Ay. by'r lady. Oph. What means this. she seems loth and unwilling awhile. 'tis twice two months. Oph. O heavens! die two months ago. pours poison in the king's ears. Nay. leaves him. The Poisoner with some three or four Mutes. So long? Nay then. Ham. it means mischief. Who.] Oph. whose epitaph is 'For. Marry. the Queen embracing him and he her. kisses it. and not forgotten yet? Then there's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year: but. Oph. my lord. and makes show of protestation unto him. and makes passionate action. he must build churches then. seeing him asleep. this is miching mallecho. Belike this show imports the argument of the play. She kneels. my lord? Ham. takes off his crown. He takes her up. [Enter Prologue. for I'll have a suit of sables. your only jig-maker! What should a man do but be merry? for look you how cheerfully my mother looks.] [Exeunt.62 Oph.
Unite commutual in most sacred bands. you are naught: I'll mark the play. And thirty dozen moons with borrow'd sheen About the world have times twelve thirties been. King. or in extremity. he'll not shame to tell you what it means. As woman's love. Ham. belov'd. You are naught. Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart gone round Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' orbed ground. Yet. That I distrust you. and shortly too. my lord. and for our tragedy. So far from cheer and from your former state. Discomfort you. Ham. My operant powers their functions leave to do: And thou shalt live in this fair world behind. the littlest doubts are fear. And as my love is siz'd. Here stooping to your clemency. Now. We beg your hearing patiently. Oph. Queen. or any show that you'll show him: be not you ashamed to show. my lord. For us. Is this a prologue. Honour'd. love. [Enter a King and a Queen. Pro. Faith. proof hath made you know. P. Ay. my fear is so: Where love is great. what my love is. it nothing must: For women's fear and love holds quantity. I must leave thee. King.] P. So many journeys may the sun and moon Make us again count o'er ere love be done! But. Since love our hearts. and haply one as kind For husband shalt thou. or the posy of a ring? Oph. great love grows there. 'Tis brief.-- . though I distrust. In neither aught. you are so sick of late. woe is me. P.63 Ham. Where little fears grow great. and Hymen did our hands.
64 P. Queen. O, confound the rest! Such love must needs be treason in my breast: In second husband let me be accurst! None wed the second but who kill'd the first. Ham. [Aside.] Wormwood, wormwood! P. Queen. The instances that second marriage move Are base respects of thrift, but none of love. A second time I kill my husband dead When second husband kisses me in bed. P. King. I do believe you think what now you speak; But what we do determine oft we break. Purpose is but the slave to memory; Of violent birth, but poor validity: Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the tree; But fall unshaken when they mellow be. Most necessary 'tis that we forget To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt: What to ourselves in passion we propose, The passion ending, doth the purpose lose. The violence of either grief or joy Their own enactures with themselves destroy: Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament; Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident. This world is not for aye; nor 'tis not strange That even our loves should with our fortunes change; For 'tis a question left us yet to prove, Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love. The great man down, you mark his favourite flies, The poor advanc'd makes friends of enemies; And hitherto doth love on fortune tend: For who not needs shall never lack a friend; And who in want a hollow friend doth try, Directly seasons him his enemy. But, orderly to end where I begun,-Our wills and fates do so contrary run That our devices still are overthrown; Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own: So think thou wilt no second husband wed; But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead. P. Queen. Nor earth to me give food, nor heaven light! Sport and repose lock from me day and night! To desperation turn my trust and hope! An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope!
65 Each opposite that blanks the face of joy Meet what I would have well, and it destroy! Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife, If, once a widow, ever I be wife! Ham. If she should break it now! [To Ophelia.] P. King. 'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile; My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile The tedious day with sleep. [Sleeps.] P. Queen. Sleep rock thy brain, And never come mischance between us twain! [Exit.] Ham. Madam, how like you this play? Queen. The lady protests too much, methinks. Ham. O, but she'll keep her word. King. Have you heard the argument? Is there no offence in't? Ham. No, no! They do but jest, poison in jest; no offence i' the world. King. What do you call the play? Ham. The Mouse-trap. Marry, how? Tropically. This play is the image of a murder done in Vienna: Gonzago is the duke's name; his wife, Baptista: you shall see anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work: but what o' that? your majesty, and we that have free souls, it touches us not: let the gall'd jade wince; our withers are unwrung. [Enter Lucianus.] This is one Lucianus, nephew to the King. Oph. You are a good chorus, my lord. Ham.
66 I could interpret between you and your love, if I could see the puppets dallying. Oph. You are keen, my lord, you are keen. Ham. It would cost you a groaning to take off my edge. Oph. Still better, and worse. Ham. So you must take your husbands.--Begin, murderer; pox, leave thy damnable faces, and begin. Come:--'The croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.' Luc. Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing; Confederate season, else no creature seeing; Thou mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected, With Hecate's ban thrice blasted, thrice infected, Thy natural magic and dire property On wholesome life usurp immediately. [Pours the poison into the sleeper's ears.] Ham. He poisons him i' the garden for's estate. His name's Gonzago: The story is extant, and written in very choice Italian; you shall see anon how the murderer gets the love of Gonzago's wife. Oph. The King rises. Ham. What, frighted with false fire! Queen. How fares my lord? Pol. Give o'er the play. King. Give me some light:--away! All. Lights, lights, lights! [Exeunt all but Hamlet and Horatio.] Ham. Why, let the strucken deer go weep,
while some must sleep: So runs the world away. very--pajock. Good my lord. Come. perdy. I did very well note him. ha!--Come. Ham. the recorders!-For if the king like not the comedy. sir-Ham. my lord.--with two Provincial roses on my razed shoes. vouchsafe me a word with you. Ham.-Would not this. belike he likes it not.67 The hart ungalled play. get me a fellowship in a cry of players. some music! [Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. a whole history. Hor. Ham. You might have rhymed. Ah. sir? Hor. Half a share. A whole one. Ham.] Guil. . Very well. O Damon dear. For some must watch. The king. This realm dismantled was Of Jove himself. and a forest of feathers--if the rest of my fortunes turn Turk with me. Why then. Guil. I. some music! Come. and now reigns here A very. For thou dost know. Upon the talk of the poisoning?-Hor. O good Horatio. Ham. Sir. I'll take the ghost's word for a thousand pound! Didst perceive? Hor. sir.
my wit's diseased: but. With drink. for me to put him to his purgation would perhaps plunge him into far more choler. Guil. Ham. I am tame. I cannot. If it shall please you to make me a wholesome answer. or rather. You are welcome. your mother. She desires to speak with you in her closet ere you go to bed. rather with choler. hath sent me to you. I will do your mother's commandment: if not. my mother: therefore no more. what of him? Guil. sir? Guil. and start not so wildly from my affair. Ham. your pardon and my return shall be the end of my business. . this courtesy is not of the right breed. but to the matter: my mother. Make you a wholesome answer. as you say. Guil. What. put your discourse into some frame. you say. Guil. O wonderful son. Ham. my lord. Nay. Ham. good my lord. The queen. in his retirement. such answer as I can make. that can so stonish a mother!--But is there no sequel at the heels of this mother's admiration? Ros. you shall command. sir. Is. Your wisdom should show itself more richer to signify this to the doctor. No.68 Ay. Then thus she says: your behaviour hath struck her into amazement and admiration. Ham. marvellous distempered. Good my lord. Guil. Sir. sir. in most great affliction of spirit. my lord? Ham. Ham. sir:--pronounce.-Ros.
Ay. Ham. with recorders. Ham. surely. I cannot. I cannot. my lord. I know. 'Tis as easy as lying: govern these ventages with your finger and thumb.69 Ham. bar the door upon your own liberty if you deny your griefs to your friend. you once did love me. How can that be. Believe me. O my lord. I do beseech you. give it breath with your mouth. Sir. We shall obey. if my duty be too bold. sir. And so I do still. I do not well understand that. Guil. what is your cause of distemper? you do. Ham. were she ten times our mother. Good my lord. no touch of it. Have you any further trade with us? Ros. I pray you. My lord. Guil. but 'While the grass grows'--the proverb is something musty. by these pickers and stealers. as if you would drive me into a toil? Guil.] O. Will you play upon this pipe? Guil. I lack advancement. Ros. My lord. [Re-enter the Players. Ham. the recorders:--let me see one.--To withdraw with you:--why do you go about to recover the wind of me. when you have the voice of the king himself for your succession in Denmark? Ham. my love is too unmannerly. Ham. Ros. these . Ham. and it will discourse most eloquent music. Look you.
Ham. sir! Pol. do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will. [Exit Polonius. . Ham. in this little organ. 'Sblood. Pol. Pol. [Enter Polonius. [Exit. Pol. the queen would speak with you. Or like a whale. and 'tis like a camel indeed. friends.] Ham. and presently.] --Leave me. I will say so. Ham. By the mass. you would pluck out the heart of my mystery. Ham. I have not the skill. Then will I come to my mother by and by. It is backed like a weasel.70 are the stops. But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony. you cannot play upon me. look you now. you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass.--I will come by and by. By-and-by is easily said. yet cannot you make it speak. My lord. though you can fret me. Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel? Pol. how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me. Methinks it is like a weasel. excellent voice. you would seem to know my stops. Guil. Ham.--They fool me to the top of my bent. Very like a whale. Why.] God bless you. and there is much music.
Ros. but much more That spirit upon whose weal depend and rest The lives of many.] Scene III. my soul. consent! [Exit. Each small annexment. To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things Are mortis'd and adjoin'd. I your commission will forthwith dispatch. . The cease of majesty Dies not alone. And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on. Guil. The single and peculiar life is bound. To keep itself from 'noyance. nor stands it safe with us To let his madness range. Soft! now to my mother. Hor. let not ever The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom: Let me be cruel. Fix'd on the summit of the highest mount. and Guildenstern. A room in the Castle. Never alone Did the king sigh. King.] 'Tis now the very witching time of night. Rosencrantz. and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood. but with a general groan. which. My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites. To give them seals never. I like him not. With all the strength and armour of the mind. And he to England shall along with you: The terms of our estate may not endure Hazard so near us as doth hourly grow Out of his lunacies.-O heart. lose not thy nature. but like a gulf doth draw What's near it with it: it is a massy wheel. Guil. petty consequence. Therefore prepare you.-How in my words somever she be shent.71 [Exeunt Ros. not unnatural. I will speak daggers to her. but use none. When churchyards yawn. [Enter King. when it falls. and Players.. We will ourselves provide: Most holy and religious fear it is To keep those many many bodies safe That live and feed upon your majesty.. Attends the boisterous ruin.] King.
I'll warrant she'll tax him home: And. to this speedy voyage.] [Enter Polonius.-Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy But to confront the visage of offence? And what's in prayer but this twofold force. as you said. and Guil. dear my lord. like a man to double business bound. he's going to his mother's closet: Behind the arras I'll convey myself To hear the process. And. For we will fetters put upon this fear. And tell you what I know. We will haste us.72 Arm you.] O. it smells to heaven. I stand in pause where I shall first begin. and my queen. O. But. but 'tis not so above. Ros and Guil. King. Fare you well. My fault is past. Since nature makes them partial. Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent.-A brother's murder!--Pray can I not. And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. and wisely was it said. My lord. And both neglect. I pray you. May one be pardon'd and retain the offence? In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice. my offence is rank. [Exeunt Ros. Which now goes too free-footed.-To be forestalled ere we come to fall.] Pol. [Exit Polonius. It hath the primal eldest curse upon't. Or pardon'd being down? Then I'll look up. my liege: I'll call upon you ere you go to bed. 'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother.-My crown. should o'erhear The speech. Thanks. what form of prayer Can serve my turn? Forgive me my foul murder!-That cannot be. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood. mine own ambition. of vantage. . since I am still possess'd Of those effects for which I did the murder.
] [Enter Hamlet. or in his rage. To take him in the purging of his soul. full of bread. and we ourselves compell'd. What then? what rests? Try what repentance can: what can it not? Yet what can it when one cannot repent? O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul.] [The King rises and advances. who knows save heaven? But in our circumstance and course of thought. My words fly up. his sole son.] Ham. And now I'll do't.] King. angels! Make assay: Bow.--that would be scann'd: A villain kills my father. as flush as May. Now might I do it pat. With all his crimes broad blown. my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go. Up. reveng'd. And how his audit stands. with strings of steel. 'Tis heavy with him: and am I. When he is fit and season'd for his passage? No. [Exit. or about some act That has no relish of salvation in't.--and so he goes to heaven. At gaming. sword.] . and know thou a more horrid hent: When he is drunk asleep. He took my father grossly. and. [Exit. now he is praying. struggling to be free. Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe! All may be well.73 There is no shuffling. Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed. that. Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults. To give in evidence. that his heels may kick at heaven. then. heart.--there the action lies In his true nature. O. swearing. not revenge. stubborn knees. this is hire and salary. Art more engag'd! Help. And that his soul may be as damn'd and black As hell. and for that. [Retires and kneels. My mother stays: This physic but prolongs thy sickly days. And so am I reveng'd.-Then trip him. whereto it goes. I. do this same villain send To heaven.
by the rood. I hear him coming. Why. your husband's brother's wife. how now. Hamlet! Ham. you answer with an idle tongue. you question with a wicked tongue. thou hast thy father much offended. . Pray you. I'll silence me e'en here. What's the matter now? Queen.] Mother.] Pol. what's the matter? Queen. Go. mother. Ham. [Enter Queen and Polonius. Queen. Another room in the castle.74 Scene IV. Queen. [Within.--would it were not so!--you are my mother. He will come straight. you have my father much offended. Ham. Ham. be round with him. Queen. not so: You are the Queen. No.] Ham. And. Now. come. Come.] [Enter Hamlet. Hamlet. Have you forgot me? Ham. go. Look you lay home to him: Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with. [Polonius goes behind the arras. And that your grace hath screen'd and stood between Much heat and him. I'll warrant you: Fear me not:--withdraw. mother. Mother. mother! Queen.
Nay. then.-Leave wringing of your hands: peace! sit you down. ho! Pol.] What. lady.] I took thee for thy better: take thy fortune. good mother. I'll set those to you that can speak. Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger. O me. Queen. intruding fool. dead! [Makes a pass through the arras. Come. How now? a rat? [Draws. Ay.] Queen. What wilt thou do? thou wilt not murder me?-Help. You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you. I know not: is it the king? [Draws forth Polonius.] Dead for a ducat.-Thou wretched. ho! help. and sit you down.] O. As kill a king! Ham. [Behind. help. A bloody deed!--almost as bad. If it be made of penetrable stuff. And let me wring your heart: for so I shall. As kill a king and marry with his brother. rash. help. . Ham. [Behind.] Pol. you shall not budge.] Queen.75 Nay. Queen. farewell! [To Polonius. O. what a rash and bloody deed is this! Ham. come. help! Ham. what hast thou done? Ham. I am slain! [Falls and dies. 'twas my word.
Ah me.76 If damned custom have not braz'd it so That it is proof and bulwark against sense. Is thought-sick at the act. Where every god did seem to set his seal. as against the doom. and sweet religion makes A rhapsody of words: heaven's face doth glow. it's humble. this solidity and compound mass. indeed. Queen. And waits upon the judgment: and what judgment Would step from this to this? Sense. . that thou dar'st wag thy tongue In noise so rude against me? Ham. for madness would not err. And sets a blister there. to threaten and command. like a milldew'd ear Blasting his wholesome brother. What devil was't That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind? Eyes without feeling.--Look you now what follows: Here is your husband. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed. makes marriage-vows As false as dicers' oaths: O. Else could you not have motion: but sure that sense Is apoplex'd. Hyperion's curls. and on this. what act. See what a grace was seated on this brow. What have I done. A station like the herald Mercury New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill: A combination and a form.-The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. the front of Jove himself. for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame. Look here upon this picture. Yea. feeling without sight. To give the world assurance of a man. such a deed As from the body of contraction plucks The very soul. That roars so loud. sure. Nor sense to ecstacy was ne'er so thrall'd But it reserv'd some quantity of choice To serve in such a difference. Queen. you have. Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty. and thunders in the index? Ham. Calls virtue hypocrite. And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love. This was your husband. With tristful visage. takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love. An eye like Mars.
77 Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all, Or but a sickly part of one true sense Could not so mope. O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones, To flaming youth let virtue be as wax, And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame When the compulsive ardour gives the charge, Since frost itself as actively doth burn, And reason panders will. Queen. O Hamlet, speak no more: Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul; And there I see such black and grained spots As will not leave their tinct. Ham. Nay, but to live In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed, Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love Over the nasty sty,-Queen. O, speak to me no more; These words like daggers enter in mine ears; No more, sweet Hamlet. Ham. A murderer and a villain; A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe Of your precedent lord; a vice of kings; A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, That from a shelf the precious diadem stole And put it in his pocket! Queen. No more. Ham. A king of shreds and patches!-[Enter Ghost.] Save me and hover o'er me with your wings, You heavenly guards!--What would your gracious figure? Queen. Alas, he's mad! Ham. Do you not come your tardy son to chide,
78 That, laps'd in time and passion, lets go by The important acting of your dread command? O, say! Ghost. Do not forget. This visitation Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose. But, look, amazement on thy mother sits: O, step between her and her fighting soul,-Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works,-Speak to her, Hamlet. Ham. How is it with you, lady? Queen. Alas, how is't with you, That you do bend your eye on vacancy, And with the incorporal air do hold discourse? Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep; And, as the sleeping soldiers in the alarm, Your bedded hairs, like life in excrements, Start up and stand an end. O gentle son, Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper Sprinkle cool patience! Whereon do you look? Ham. On him, on him! Look you how pale he glares! His form and cause conjoin'd, preaching to stones, Would make them capable.--Do not look upon me; Lest with this piteous action you convert My stern effects: then what I have to do Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. Queen. To whom do you speak this? Ham. Do you see nothing there? Queen. Nothing at all; yet all that is I see. Ham. Nor did you nothing hear? Queen. No, nothing but ourselves. Ham. Why, look you there! look how it steals away! My father, in his habit as he liv'd!
79 Look, where he goes, even now out at the portal! [Exit Ghost.] Queen. This is the very coinage of your brain: This bodiless creation ecstasy Is very cunning in. Ham. Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music: it is not madness That I have utter'd: bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word; which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul That not your trespass, but my madness speaks: It will but skin and film the ulcerous place, Whilst rank corruption, mining all within, Infects unseen. Confess yourself to heaven; Repent what's past; avoid what is to come; And do not spread the compost on the weeds, To make them ranker. Forgive me this my virtue; For in the fatness of these pursy times Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg, Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good. Queen. O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain. Ham. O, throw away the worser part of it, And live the purer with the other half. Good night: but go not to mine uncle's bed; Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits evil, is angel yet in this,-That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery That aptly is put on. Refrain to-night; And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence: the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature, And either curb the devil, or throw him out With wondrous potency. Once more, good-night: And when you are desirous to be bles'd, I'll blessing beg of you.--For this same lord [Pointing to Polonius.] I do repent; but heaven hath pleas'd it so, To punish me with this, and this with me, That I must be their scourge and minister.
a gib. Make you to ravel all this matter out. Be thou assur'd.-This man shall set me packing: I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room. But mad in craft. and will answer well The death I gave him. I had forgot: 'tis so concluded on. fair. 'Twere good you let him know. Ham.80 I will bestow him. So again. Let the birds fly. Not this. and. in despite of sense and secrecy. Pinch wanton on your cheek. good-night. only to be kind: Thus bad begins. Queen. in the basket creep And break your own neck down. like the famous ape.-I must be cruel. I must to England. Would from a paddock. if words be made of breath. And let him. Queen. To try conclusions.-Mother. What shall I do? Ham. There's letters seal'd: and my two schoolfellows.-They bear the mandate. good lady.--Indeed. this counsellor . and worse remains behind. Alack. Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers. And breath of life. Ham. Such dear concernings hide? who would do so? No. Let it work. 'tis most sweet. I have no life to breathe What thou hast said to me. That I essentially am not in madness. When in one line two crafts directly meet. you know that? Queen. good-night. sober. For who that's but a queen.-Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd. Unpeg the basket on the house's top. For 'tis the sport to have the enginer Hoist with his own petard: and 't shall go hard But I will delve one yard below their mines And blow them at the moon: O. wise.-One word more. by no means. call you his mouse. they must sweep my way And marshal me to knavery. from a bat. for a pair of reechy kisses. that I bid you do: Let the bloat king tempt you again to bed.
kills The unseen good old man. and out of haunt This mad young man. Come. let it feed Even on the pith of life. whose providence Should have kept short. To draw apart the body he hath kill'd: . [Enter King. who go out. to us. mother. when both contend Which is the mightier: in his lawless fit Behind the arras hearing something stir. Gertrude? How does Hamlet? Queen. to draw toward an end with you:-Good night. most secret. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. [Exeunt severally. Where is he gone? Queen. my good lord. These profound heaves You must translate: 'tis fit we understand them. To you yourself. Mad as the sea and wind. But. a rat!' And in this brainish apprehension. What. and most grave. what have I seen to-night! King. [To Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Hamlet.] King. To keep it from divulging. sir. There's matter in these sighs. Bestow this place on us a little while. King. Queen. Where is your son? Queen. Whips out his rapier. Alas.] ACT IV. restrain'd. dragging out Polonius. A room in the Castle. But so much was our love We would not understand what was most fit. had we been there: His liberty is full of threats to all. to every one. how shall this bloody deed be answer'd? It will be laid to us. cries 'A rat.] Ah. O heavy deed! It had been so with us. like the owner of a foul disease. Scene I.81 Is now most still. Who was in life a foolish peating knave.
] Hamlet! Lord Hamlet! Ham. and Guil. King. [Enter Hamlet. [Within. whereto 'tis kin. and bring the body Into the chapel. [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. go join you with some further aid: Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain. [Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. haste in this.] Ham. And from his mother's closet hath he dragg'd him: Go seek him out. I pray you. [Exeunt. like some ore Among a mineral of metals base. Another room in the Castle.82 O'er whom his very madness.--O. with the dead body? Ham. Safely stowed. Gertrude.--may miss our name.] Come. Transports his poison'd shot. As level as the cannon to his blank. . speak fair. come away! The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch But we will ship him hence: and this vile deed We must with all our majesty and skill Both countenance and excuse.-Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter. Shows itself pure: he weeps for what is done.--Ho. What have you done. O Gertrude. And hit the woundless air. we'll call up our wisest friends.] Scene II.] Friends both.] Ros. my lord. And let them know both what we mean to do And what's untimely done: so haply slander. here they come. What noise? who calls on Hamlet? O. Ros. Guildenstern! [Re-enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. come away! My soul is full of discord and dismay. Compounded it with dust.
and. to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have gleaned. my lord? Ham. Believe what? Ham.] King. Take you me for a sponge. but the king is not with the body. Ros. like an ape. Ham. I understand you not. but their eyes. and all after. his rewards. I have sent to seek him and to find the body. in the corner of his jaw. Of nothing: bring me to him.] Scene III. And bear it to the chapel. Who like not in their judgment. My lord. it is but squeezing you. Ham.attended. How dangerous is it that this man goes loose! Yet must not we put the strong law on him: He's lov'd of the distracted multitude. you shall be dry again. first mouthed. that we may take it thence. Ros. my lord! Ham. Tell us where 'tis. The body is with the king. Another room in the Castle. his authorities. Hide fox. Do not believe it. Ros. That I can keep your counsel. The king is a thing. [Exeunt. to be demanded of a sponge!--what replication should be made by the son of a king? Ros. Ham. sir. I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear. you must tell us where the body is and go with us to the king. sponge.-Guil. But such officers do the king best service in the end: he keeps them. my lord.83 Ros. Besides. . and not mine own. that soaks up the King's countenance. Ay. [Enter King. A thing.
--two dishes. King. Without. To bear all smooth and even. Now.] How now! what hath befall'n? Ros. This sudden sending him away must seem Deliberate pause: diseases desperate grown By desperate appliance are reliev'd. but where he is eaten: a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Where the dead body is bestow'd. A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king. and we fat ourselves for maggots: your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service. King. Bring him before us. Guildenstern! bring in my lord. Alas. alas! Ham. and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. We cannot get from him. Ros. King. But never the offence. What dost thou mean by this? .] King. At supper. but to one table: that's the end. Hamlet.84 And where 'tis so. But where is he? Ros. Not where he eats. guarded. Or not at all. At supper! where? Ham. where's Polonius? Ham. Your worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all creatures else to fat us. my lord. my lord. King. [Enter Rosencrantz. King. the offender's scourge is weigh'd. Ho. to know your pleasure. [Enter Hamlet and Guildenstern.
For England! King. So is it.--must send thee hence With fiery quickness: therefore prepare thyself. Hamlet. seek him i' the other place yourself. and so. But. King. King.85 Ham. indeed. Ham. Thy loving father. dear mother. He will stay till you come. [Exeunt Attendants. Hamlet. Ham. Ay. you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby. for thine especial safety. this deed. for England! [Exit. as we dearly grieve For that which thou hast done. Ham. My mother: father and mother is man and wife.-Which we do tender. come. The bark is ready.] Ham. if thou knew'st our purposes. Go seek him there. if you find him not within this month. man and wife is one flesh.--But. Good. King. my mother. King. Where is Polonius? Ham. for England!-Farewell. The associates tend. I see a cherub that sees them. In heaven: send thither to see: if your messenger find him not there. [To some Attendants. Hamlet. and the wind at help. and everything is bent For England.--Come.] King. Ham. Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.] .
If that his majesty would aught with us. and thy free awe Pays homage to us. Do it. by his license. Howe'er my haps. Capt. You know the rendezvous. Follow him at foot. England. Delay it not. make haste.-As my great power thereof may give thee sense. whose powers are these? Capt. tempt him with speed aboard. and Forces marching. And let him know so. from me greet the Danish king: Tell him that. I will do't. They are of Norway. And thou must cure me: till I know 'tis done. For like the hectic in my blood he rages. A plain in Denmark. For. . which imports at full. sir. [Exit. my lord.] Ham. England.] For. Fortinbras Craves the conveyance of a promis'd march Over his kingdom. Go. [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. We shall express our duty in his eye. Good sir. &c. my joys were ne'er begun.--thou mayst not coldly set Our sovereign process. Captain. Rosencrantz. By letters conjuring to that effect.] [Enter Hamlet. Go softly on. [Exeunt all For. Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red After the Danish sword. and Forces. I'll have him hence to-night: Away! for everything is seal'd and done That else leans on the affair: pray you.86 King. The present death of Hamlet. [Enter Fortinbras.] Scene IV.] And. if my love thou hold'st at aught. Guildenstern.
Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats Will not debate the question of this straw: This is the imposthume of much wealth and peace. Goes it against the main of Poland. my lord? Ham.] Ros. sir. five. Capt. it is already garrison'd.--I humbly thank you. and shows no cause without Why the man dies. [Exeunt all but Hamlet. Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole A ranker rate. Or for some frontier? Capt. sir? Capt. Ham. [Exit. To pay five ducats. Truly to speak. That inward breaks.87 How purpos'd. Why. sir. If his chief good and market of his time . Capt. I pray you? Capt. sir. Who commands them. The nephew to old Norway. Will't please you go. I would not farm it.] How all occasions do inform against me And spur my dull revenge! What is a man. Ham. Fortinbras. Ham. should it be sold in fee. God b' wi' you. then the Polack never will defend it. Yes. Against some part of Poland. I'll be with you straight. Go a little before. We go to gain a little patch of ground That hath in it no profit but the name. Ham. and with no addition. sir.
Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune. and means To do't.-A thought which. from this time forth. That have a father kill'd. whether it be Bestial oblivion.--I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do. death. Excitements of my reason and my blood. Gent. Even for an egg-shell. gross as earth. Spurns enviously at straws. says she hears There's tricks i' the world. A room in the Castle. Led by a delicate and tender prince.] Scene V. Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain?--O. gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unus'd. Now. a mother stain'd. indeed distract: Her mood will needs be pitied.88 Be but to sleep and feed? a beast. She is importunate. And let all sleep? while. Looking before and after. and strength. Examples. Queen. or be nothing worth! [Exit. or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event. . with divine ambition puff'd. and hems. for a fantasy and trick of fame. no more.' Sith I have cause. How stand I. [Enter Queen and Horatio. quarter'd. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument. hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward. Makes mouths at the invisible event. She speaks much of her father. speaks things in doubt. I will not speak with her. fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause. and beats her heart. of such mass and charge. and danger dare. What would she have? Gent. My thoughts be bloody. Elsinore. to my shame. Sure he that made us with such large discourse. exhort me: Witness this army. Whose spirit.] Queen. But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake. and will. Go to their graves like beds. I see The imminent death of twenty thousand men That. then.
[Sings. Nay.] Oph.] To my sick soul. 'Twere good she were spoken with. Queen.] He is dead and gone. [Exit Horatio. pray you. How now. Say you? nay. they aim at it. And botch the words up fit to their own thoughts. as her winks. Alas. Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark? Queen. Indeed would make one think there might be thought. Pray you. Yet the unshaped use of it doth move The hearers to collection. . [Sings. Which. and nods. lady. Ophelia? Oph. At his heels a stone. It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.] How should I your true love know From another one? By his cockle bat and' staff And his sandal shoon. and gestures yield them. but Ophelia-Oph. Queen. yet much unhappily. what imports this song? Oph. Though nothing sure. [Re-enter Horatio with Ophelia. mark. sweet lady. mark. Each toy seems Prologue to some great amiss: So full of artless jealousy is guilt. Queen. He is dead and gone. At his head a grass green turf. Let her come in. as sin's true nature is. for she may strew Dangerous conjectures in ill-breeding minds.89 That carry but half sense: her speech is nothing.
] Queen.] To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day All in the morning bedtime. we know what we are. let's have no words of this.] Larded all with sweet flowers. Lord. I'll make an end on't: [Sings. King. Indeed.] By Gis and by Saint Charity. my lord! Oph. Conceit upon her father. Pretty Ophelia! Oph. they are to blame. Which bewept to the grave did go With true-love showers. Let in the maid. say you this: [Sings. pretty lady? Oph. Alack. [Enter King. How do you. And I a maid at your window. To be your Valentine. By cock. Well. but know not what we may be.] White his shroud as the mountain snow. and fie for shame! Young men will do't if they come to't. that out a maid Never departed more. without an oath. Then up he rose and donn'd his clothes. Alas. but when they ask you what it means. King.90 [Sings. And dupp'd the chamber door. la. . God be at your table! King. Oph. Pray you. [Sings. look here. God dild you! They say the owl was a baker's daughter.
[A noise within. ladies.--Come. my coach!--Good night. to think they would lay him i' the cold ground. Like to a murdering piece. good night. before you tumbled me. My brother shall know of it: and so I thank you for your good counsel. [Exit. keeps himself in clouds.91 Quoth she. by yonder sun.] . I pray you. of matter beggar'd. Gertrude. it springs All from her father's death. what noise is this? King. Follow her close.] Queen. And wants not buzzers to infect his ear With pestilent speeches of his father's death. and he most violent author Of his own just remove: the people muddied. O my dear Gertrude. King. good night. [Enter a Gentleman. O Gertrude. How long hath she been thus? Oph. We must be patient: but I cannot choose but weep. Thick and and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers For good Polonius' death. [Exit Horatio. So would I ha' done. Feeds on his wonder. You promis'd me to wed. her father slain: Next. I hope all will be well. Wherein necessity. give her good watch. Alack. Without the which we are pictures or mere beasts: Last. Where are my Switzers? let them guard the door. and we have done but greenly In hugger-mugger to inter him: poor Ophelia Divided from herself and her fair judgment.] O. this is the poison of deep grief. they come not single spies. An thou hadst not come to my bed. When sorrows come. But in battalions! First. Her brother is in secret come from France. your son gone. sweet ladies. and as much containing as all these.] King. me superfluous death. in many places Give. this. good night. Will nothing stick our person to arraign In ear and ear.
Cries cuckold to my father. good Laertes. The ratifiers and props of every word. and tongues applaud it to the clouds. my lord: The ocean. custom not known. The doors are broke. Where is this king?--Sirs. Calmly. Danes. we will. Danes. in a riotous head. you false Danish dogs! [A noise within. How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! O.] Laer. Save yourself.] Laer. give me leave. Laer. between the chaste unsmirched brow Of my true mother. overpeering of his list. as the world were now but to begin. Give me my father! Queen. 'Laertes shall be king! Laertes king!' Queen. I thank you:--keep the door. stand you all without. No.92 What is the matter? Gent. brands the harlot Even here. The rabble call him lord. Eats not the flats with more impetuous haste Than young Laertes. [They retire without the door. I pray you. Danes following.] King. this is counter. O'erbears your offices. They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!' Caps. We will. let's come in. hands. [Enter Laertes. Antiquity forgot.--O thou vile king. That drop of blood that's calm proclaims me bastard. armed. Laer. And. .
King. Good Laertes. King. They shall go far with little. Why thou art thus incens'd. Dead. sweepstake.--Let him go. If you desire to know the certainty Of your dear father's death. How came he dead? I'll not be juggled with: To hell. to the blackest devil! Conscience and grace. Who shall stay you? Laer. Gertrude:-Speak. Gertrude. Laer. That thy rebellion looks so giant-like?-Let him go. King. Will you know them then? . Where is my father? King. Laertes. That treason can but peep to what it would. Acts little of his will. Laertes. to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation:--to this point I stand.--Tell me. man. But not by him. do not fear our person: There's such divinity doth hedge a king. King.93 King. only I'll be reveng'd Most throughly for my father. Winner and loser? Laer. Queen. I'll husband them so well.-That both the worlds. Laer. you will draw both friend and foe. My will. not all the world: And for my means. allegiance! vows. None but his enemies. Let come what comes. Let him demand his fill. is't writ in your revenge That. What is the cause. I give to negligence.
This nothing's more than matter. It could not move thus. kind sister. Burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye!-By heaven. thy madness shall be paid by weight. Till our scale turn the beam. O rose of May! Dear maid. [Sings. . an you call him a-down-a. Oph. Hadst thou thy wits. Repast them with my blood. nonny. That I am guiltless of your father's death. now you speak Like a good child and a true gentleman. It sends some precious instance of itself After the thing it loves. [Within] Let her come in.] O heat. Laer. my dove! Laer. like the kind life-rendering pelican. that stole his master's daughter. Laer.94 Laer. And. Oph. and where 'tis fine. Danes. fantastically dressed with straws and flowers. King. To his good friends thus wide I'll ope my arms. and didst persuade revenge.] They bore him barefac'd on the bier Hey no nonny. dry up my brains! tears seven times salt.' O. You must sing 'Down a-down. And am most sensibly in grief for it. It shall as level to your judgment pierce As day does to your eye. how the wheel becomes it! It is the false steward.-Fare you well. hey nonny And on his grave rain'd many a tear. Why. How now! What noise is that? [Re-enter Ophelia. sweet Ophelia!-O heavens! is't possible a young maid's wits Should be as mortal as an old man's life? Nature is fine in love.
He never will come again. Laer.95 Oph. To you in satisfaction. And we cast away moan: God ha' mercy on his soul! And of all Christian souls. Our crown. Make choice of whom your wisest friends you will. but they wither'd all when my father died:--they say he made a good end. we will our kingdom give. no. Go to thy death-bed. Or you deny me right. There's rosemary. Be you content to lend your patience to us.] Laer. and here's some for me:--we may call it herb of grace o' Sundays:--O. hell itself. And they shall hear and judge 'twixt you and me. Thought and affliction.-[Sings. and columbines:--there's rue for you. If by direct or by collateral hand They find us touch'd. I must commune with your grief. Oph. Go but apart.] For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy. remember: and there is pansies. O God? King. that's for remembrance. She turns to favour and to prettiness. that's for thoughts.--There's a daisy:--I would give you some violets. All flaxen was his poll: He is gone. our life.] And will he not come again? And will he not come again? No.-Laer.--thoughts and remembrance fitted. . he is dead. [Exit. Oph. and all that we call ours. [Sings. but if not.--God b' wi' ye. you must wear your rue with a difference. A document in madness. I pray God. love. pray. Laertes. His beard was as white as snow. passion. There's fennel for you. he is gone. Do you see this.
if your name be Horatio. That I must call't in question.] Hor. give these fellows some means to the king: they have .-Cry to be heard.--it comes from the ambassador that was bound for England. sir: they say they have letters for you.] Scene VI. [Reads. Let them come in. Another room in the Castle. nor hatchment o'er his bones. No noble rite nor formal ostentation.-No trophy. What are they that would speak with me? Servant. sir. his obscure burial. King. as I am let to know it is. God bless you. So you shall. There's a letter for you.] I do not know from what part of the world I should be greeted. as 'twere from heaven to earth. Laer. sir. sword. Hor. [Exeunt.] 'Horatio. Sailors. [Exit Servant. [Enter Horatio and a Servant. He shall. Sailor. His means of death. Let him bless thee too. sir. Let this be so. Hor. when thou shalt have overlooked this. Hor. an't please him. I pray you go with me. [Enter Sailors. And where the offence is let the great axe fall. if not from Lord Hamlet.96 And we shall jointly labour with your soul To give it due content.] I Sailor.
Laer. Which may to you. Is the great love the general gender bear him. Would. for two special reasons. That he which hath your noble father slain Pursu'd my life. dipping all his faults in their affection. Now must your conscience my acquittance seal. He that thou knowest thine. And do't the speedier.] Scene VII. Too slightly timber'd for so loud a wind. King.97 letters for him. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern hold their course for England: of them I have much to tell thee. that you may direct me To him from whom you brought them. I have words to speak in thine ear will make thee dumb. Let the king have the letters I have sent. These good fellows will bring thee where I am. so that my arrows. and repair thou to me with as much haste as thou wouldst fly death. Who. And not where I had aim'd them. As by your safety. perhaps. so I alone became their prisoner. Would have reverted to my bow again. But yet to me they are strong. as the star moves not but in his sphere. And you must put me in your heart for friend. I could not but by her. be it either which. The other motive.' Come. Sith you have heard. O. all things else. I will give you way for these your letters. . and with a knowing ear. Finding ourselves too slow of sail. yet are they much too light for the bore of the matter. You mainly were stirr'd up. HAMLET. and in the grapple I boarded them: on the instant they got clear of our ship. I am to do a good turn for them. Why to a public count I might not go. That. a pirate of very warlike appointment gave us chase. The queen his mother Lives almost by his looks. Convert his gyves to graces. It well appears:--but tell me Why you proceeded not against these feats.-She's so conjunctive to my life and soul.] King. we put on a compelled valour. [Enter King and Laertes. So crimeful and so capital in nature. Laer. Ere we were two days old at sea. Farewell. wisdom. and for myself. like the spring that turneth wood to stone. Another room in the Castle. seem much unsinew'd. [Exeunt. They have dealt with me like thieves of mercy: but they knew what they did.-My virtue or my plague.
Letters. I saw them not: They were given me by Claudio:--he receiv'd them Of him that brought them. King.-Whose worth.' What should this mean? Are all the rest come back? Or is it some abuse. and no such thing? Laer. my lord. they say. my lord. you shall hear them. Leave us. Stood challenger on mount of all the age For her perfections:--but my revenge will come. Sailors. You shortly shall hear more: I lov'd your father. recount the occasions of my sudden and more strange return. [Exit Messenger.' Can you advise me? Laer. To-morrow shall I beg leave to see your kingly eyes: when I shall. 'Tis Hamlet's character:--'Naked!'-And in a postscript here. from Hamlet: This to your majesty. Laertes. A sister driven into desperate terms.] [Reads]'High and mighty. And that. And think it pastime. I hope. King. if praises may go back again. . and we love ourself. this to the queen. Know you the hand? King.-[Enter a Messenger. he says 'alone. Break not your sleeps for that:--you must not think That we are made of stuff so flat and dull That we can let our beard be shook with danger. HAMLET. From Hamlet! Who brought them? Mess.98 And so have I a noble father lost.--You shall know I am set naked on your kingdom. King. first asking your pardon thereunto. will teach you to imagine.] How now! What news? Mess.
The rather if you could devise it so That I might be the organ. I will be rul'd. Of the unworthiest siege. A very riband in the cap of youth. My lord. and that he means No more to undertake it. Here was a gentleman of Normandy. and that. It warms the very sickness in my heart That I shall live and tell him to his teeth. and serv'd against. King. the French.-I've seen myself.' King. Ay. now ripe in my device. And that in Hamlet's hearing.-As how should it be so? how otherwise?-Will you be rul'd by me? Laer. And to such wondrous doing brought his horse. Under the which he shall not choose but fall: And for his death no wind shall breathe. Yet needful too. And they can well on horseback: but this gallant Had witchcraft in't: he grew unto his seat. in my regard.99 I am lost in it. Importing health and graveness.--I will work him To exploit. To thine own peace. Laer. What part is that. my lord? King. Laertes. But let him come. for a quality Wherein they say you shine: your sum of parts Did not together pluck such envy from him As did that one. .--Two months since. But even his mother shall uncharge the practice And call it accident. Laer. my lord. my lord. 'Thus didest thou. for youth no less becomes The light and careless livery that it wears Than settled age his sables and his weeds. You have been talk'd of since your travel much. If it be so. King. It falls right. So you will not o'errule me to a peace. If he be now return'd-As checking at his voyage.
What out of this. And for your rapier most especially. was your father dear to you? Or are you like the painting of a sorrow. Laer. had neither motion. 'twould be a sight indeed If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation He swore. to play with him. Come short of what he did. That he cried out. A Norman was't? King. my lord? King. King. If you oppos'd them. Laer. He made confession of you. A face without a heart? Laer. There lives within the very flame of love . Now. this report of his Did Hamlet so envenom with his envy That he could nothing do but wish and beg Your sudden coming o'er. But that I know love is begun by time. in forgery of shapes and tricks. guard. A Norman.100 As had he been incorps'd and demi-natur'd With the brave beast: so far he topp'd my thought That I. nor eye. The very same. Why ask you this? King. And gave you such a masterly report For art and exercise in your defence. Laertes. King. Laer. Not that I think you did not love your father. Upon my life. I know him well: he is the brooch indeed And gem of all the nation.-Laer. out of this. Lamond. And that I see. in passages of proof. Sir. Time qualifies the spark and fire of it.
Most generous. Revenge should have no bounds. bring you in fine together And wager on your heads: he. are hands. Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare. and free from all contriving. That hurts by easing. you may choose A sword unbated. But to the quick o' the ulcer:-Hamlet comes back: what would you undertake To show yourself your father's son in deed More than in words? Laer. But. It may be death. good Laertes. but dip a knife in it. in a pass of practice. We should do when we would. for this 'would' changes.-- . I will do't: And for that purpose I'll anoint my sword. And that our drift look through our bad performance. indeed. And nothing is at a like goodness still. Weigh what convenience both of time and means May fit us to our shape: if this should fail. Will you do this. And hath abatements and delays as many As there are tongues. So mortal that. And then this 'should' is like a spendthrift sigh. can save the thing from death This is but scratch'd withal: I'll touch my point With this contagion. that. if I gall him slightly. should murder sanctuarize. Laer. that might hold If this did blast in proof. so that with ease. Collected from all simples that have virtue Under the moon. keep close within your chamber. 'Twere better not assay'd: therefore this project Should have a back or second. No place. are accidents. Will not peruse the foils. Requite him for your father. King. Soft! let me see:-We'll make a solemn wager on your cunnings. Let's further think of this. Hamlet return'd shall know you are come home: We'll put on those shall praise your excellence And set a double varnish on the fame The Frenchman gave you. Dies in his own too much: that we would do. To cut his throat i' the church. I bought an unction of a mountebank. Or with a little shuffling.101 A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it. growing to a plurisy. For goodness. and. being remiss. King.
102 I ha't: When in your motion you are hot and dry,-As make your bouts more violent to that end,-And that he calls for drink, I'll have prepar'd him A chalice for the nonce; whereon but sipping, If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck, Our purpose may hold there. [Enter Queen.] How now, sweet queen! Queen. One woe doth tread upon another's heel, So fast they follow:--your sister's drown'd, Laertes. Laer. Drown'd! O, where? Queen. There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream; There with fantastic garlands did she come Of crowflowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them. There, on the pendant boughs her coronet weeds Clamb'ring to hang, an envious sliver broke; When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide; And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up; Which time she chaunted snatches of old tunes; As one incapable of her own distress, Or like a creature native and indu'd Unto that element: but long it could not be Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death. Laer. Alas, then she is drown'd? Queen. Drown'd, drown'd. Laer. Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet It is our trick; nature her custom holds, Let shame say what it will: when these are gone, The woman will be out.--Adieu, my lord: I have a speech of fire, that fain would blaze,
103 But that this folly douts it. [Exit.] King. Let's follow, Gertrude; How much I had to do to calm his rage! Now fear I this will give it start again; Therefore let's follow. [Exeunt.] ACT V. Scene I. A churchyard. [Enter two Clowns, with spades, &c.] 1 Clown. Is she to be buried in Christian burial when she wilfully seeks her own salvation? 2 Clown. I tell thee she is; and therefore make her grave straight: the crowner hath sat on her, and finds it Christian burial. 1 Clown. How can that be, unless she drowned herself in her own defence? 2 Clown. Why, 'tis found so. 1 Clown. It must be se offendendo; it cannot be else. For here lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act: and an act hath three branches; it is to act, to do, and to perform: argal, she drowned herself wittingly. 2 Clown. Nay, but hear you, goodman delver,-1 Clown. Give me leave. Here lies the water; good: here stands the man; good: if the man go to this water and drown himself, it is, will he, nill he, he goes,--mark you that: but if the water come to him and drown him, he drowns not himself; argal, he that is not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life. 2 Clown. But is this law? 1 Clown. Ay, marry, is't--crowner's quest law.
104 2 Clown. Will you ha' the truth on't? If this had not been a gentlewoman, she should have been buried out o' Christian burial. 1 Clown. Why, there thou say'st: and the more pity that great folk should have countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves more than their even Christian.--Come, my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers: they hold up Adam's profession. 2 Clown. Was he a gentleman? 1 Clown. He was the first that ever bore arms. 2 Clown. Why, he had none. 1 Clown. What, art a heathen? How dost thou understand the Scripture? The Scripture says Adam digg'd: could he dig without arms? I'll put another question to thee: if thou answerest me not to the purpose, confess thyself,-2 Clown. Go to. 1 Clown. What is he that builds stronger than either the mason, the shipwright, or the carpenter? 2 Clown. The gallows-maker; for that frame outlives a thousand tenants. 1 Clown. I like thy wit well, in good faith: the gallows does well; but how does it well? it does well to those that do ill: now, thou dost ill to say the gallows is built stronger than the church; argal, the gallows may do well to thee. To't again, come. 2 Clown. Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or a carpenter? 1 Clown. Ay, tell me that, and unyoke. 2 Clown. Marry, now I can tell. 1 Clown. To't. 2 Clown. Mass, I cannot tell.
Ay. ah. Ham.] But age.' the houses he makes last till doomsday. did love. [Exit Second Clown. Go. Methought it was very sweet. for your dull ass will not mend his pace with beating. O. Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness.] In youth when I did love. . get thee to Yaughan. with his stealing steps. my behove. Has this fellow no feeling of his business.--might it not? Hor. That skull had a tongue in it.as if 'twere Cain's jawbone. Or of a courtier. which this ass now o'erreaches. O. fetch me a stoup of liquor. one that would circumvent God. the time for. [Throws up a skull. that he sings at grave-making? Hor. As if I had never been such. Hath claw'd me in his clutch. which could say 'Good morrow. my lord. sweet lord! How dost thou. good lord?' This might be my lord such-a-one. at a distance. say 'a grave-maker. It might.] Ham. Ham.] 1 Clown. that praised my lord such-a-one's horse when he meant to beg it. And hath shipp'd me intil the land. my lord. Ham. To contract. methought there was nothing meet. and could sing once: how the knave jowls it to the ground. might it not? Hor. Ham.] [Digs and sings. Cudgel thy brains no more about it. that did the first murder! This might be the pate of a politician. 1 Clown. [Sings. and when you are asked this question next. 'Tis e'en so: the hand of little employment hath the daintier sense.105 [Enter Hamlet and Horatio.
Is not parchment made of sheep-skins? Hor. for thou liest in't. 1 Clown. his recoveries: is this the fine of his fines. There's another: why may not that be the skull of a lawyer? Where be his quiddits now. sir. his cases. to have his fine pate full of fine dirt? will his vouchers vouch him no more of his purchases. and will not tell him of his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be in's time a great buyer of land. Not a jot more. I do not lie in't. chapless. and the recovery of his recoveries. not for the quick. yet it is mine. a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet.] A pickaxe and a spade. Thou dost lie in't. Ham.] O. 1 Clown. For and a shrouding sheet.106 Why. his recognizances. sir. I will speak to this fellow. They are sheep and calves which seek out assurance in that. his quillets. O. and therefore 'tis not yours: for my part. e'en so: and now my Lady Worm's. Ham. I think it be thine indeed. his tenures. [Throws up another skull]. to be in't and say it is thine: 'tis for the dead. a spade. an we had the trick to see't. And of calf-skins too. You lie out on't. Ham. Did these bones cost no more the breeding but to play at loggets with 'em? mine ache to think on't. ha? Hor. [Sings. Ham. Ay. his fines. and double ones too. with his statutes. [Sings. his double vouchers. and must the inheritor himself have no more. Mine. my lord. and his tricks? why does he suffer this rude knave now to knock him about the sconce with a dirty shovel. sir? 1 Clown.--Whose grave's this. my lord. therefore thou liest. . than the length and breadth of a pair of indentures? The very conveyances of his lands will scarcely lie in this box. Ham. and knocked about the mazard with a sexton's spade: here's fine revolution. a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet.
if he do not. What woman then? 1 Clown. and sent into England. marry. 't will away again from me to you. there the men are as mad as he. Of all the days i' the year. Ham. For no man. Ham. rest her soul. sir. Why. or equivocation will undo us. but. Ham. One that was a woman. How long is that since? 1 Clown. sir. Ham. the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier he galls his kibe. Why? 1 Clown. Cannot you tell that? every fool can tell that: it was the very day that young Hamlet was born. these three years I have taken note of it. 'Tis a quick lie.107 1 Clown. Horatio. Ham. it's no great matter there. Ham. . because he was mad: he shall recover his wits there. By the Lord. Ham. or.--he that is mad. I came to't that day that our last King Hamlet overcame Fortinbras. why was be sent into England? 1 Clown. What man dost thou dig it for? 1 Clown. sir. How absolute the knave is! We must speak by the card. Ham. For none neither.--How long hast thou been a grave-maker? 1 Clown. 'Twill not he seen in him there. Ay. she's dead. Who is to be buried in't? 1 Clown.
How long will a man lie i' the earth ere he rot? 1 Clown. Very strangely. Ham.--as we have many pocky corses now-a-days that will scarce hold the laying in. they say. . Ham. Whose was it? 1 Clown. the king's jester. Ham. Ham. Upon what ground? 1 Clown. his hide is so tann'd with his trade that he will keep out water a great while. was Yorick's skull. How strangely? 1 Clown. Faith. This? 1 Clown. sir. sir. Why he more than another? 1 Clown. mad fellow's it was: whose do you think it was? Ham. E'en that. This same skull. if he be not rotten before he die.108 How came he mad? 1 Clown. Why. Nay. Why. and your water is a sore decayer of your whoreson dead body. 1 Clown. here in Denmark: I have been sexton here. A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! 'a pour'd a flagon of Rhenish on my head once. A whoreson. Here's a skull now.--he will last you some eight year or nine year: a tanner will last you nine year. man and boy. Ham. this skull hath lain in the earth three-and-twenty years. e'en with losing his wits. thirty years. I know not. Ham. Faith.
Ham. What's that. my lord? Ham. E'en so. &c. Laertes. To what base uses we may return. Ham. Alexander was buried. how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. and Mourners following.109 Ham. a fellow of infinite jest.] Hor. poor Yorick!--I knew him.] Alas. Horatio. King. [Takes the skull. of earth we make loam. Might stop a hole to keep the wind away. Ham. to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now. the courtiers: who is that they follow? And with such maimed rites? This doth betoken The corse they follow did with desperate hand Fordo it own life: 'twas of some estate. Queen. not a jot. in procession. And smelt so? Pah! [Throws down the skull. to this favour she must come. that that earth which kept the world in awe Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw! But soft! but soft! aside!--Here comes the king. the corpse of Ophelia. Let me see. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i' the earth? Hor. Horatio! Why may not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander till he find it stopping a bung-hole? Hor. No. but to follow him thither with modesty enough. Here hung those lips that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. their Trains. Hor. the dust is earth. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment. dead and turn'd to clay. .--Pr'ythee. and why of that loam whereto he was converted might they not stop a beer-barrel? Imperious Caesar. E'en so. get you to my lady's chamber. and tell her. and likelihood to lead it: as thus: Alexander died. O. tell me one thing. Couch we awhile and mark. [Enter priests. 'Twere to consider too curiously to consider so. make her laugh at that. Alexander returneth into dust. &c. that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now.] The queen. of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times. let her paint an inch thick. faith. and now. Horatio. my lord.
[Scattering flowers. O. A very noble youth: mark. but that great command o'ersways the order. for charitable prayers. the fair Ophelia? Queen.110 [Retiring with Horatio. Laer. What. We should profane the service of the dead To sing a requiem and such rest to her As to peace-parted souls. Her obsequies have been as far enlarg'd As we have warranties: her death was doubtful. I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd. flints. Laer. A ministering angel shall my sister be When thou liest howling. treble woe Fall ten times treble on that cursed head .-And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring!--I tell thee. Laer. Sweets to the sweet: farewell. sweet maid. Laer. Yet here she is allowed her virgin rites. She should in ground unsanctified have lodg'd Till the last trumpet. And not have strew'd thy grave. Shards. What ceremony else? Ham. Lay her i' the earth. churlish priest. Must there no more be done? 1 Priest. That is Laertes. No more be done. And. Her maiden strewments. and the bringing home Of bell and burial.] Laer. and pebbles should be thrown on her. Ham.] I hop'd thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's wife. What ceremony else? 1 Priest.
Queen. though I am not splenetive and rash. Ham.] Ham. I lov'd Ophelia. forty thousand brothers .] Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead. take thy fingers from my throat. Good my lord. To o'ertop old Pelion or the skyish head Of blue Olympus. Why. and they come out of the grave.] Laer. For. O my son. Pluck them asunder. [Leaps into the grave. [The Attendants part them. what theme? Ham. I pr'ythee. The devil take thy soul! [Grappling with him. I will fight with him upon this theme Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Which let thy wiseness fear: away thy hand! King. Till of this flat a mountain you have made. Gentlemen!-Hor. Hamlet the Dane. be quiet. Thou pray'st not well.111 Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense Depriv'd thee of!--Hold off the earth awhile. Queen. and makes them stand Like wonder-wounded hearers? this is I. Yet have I in me something dangerous. Till I have caught her once more in mine arms: [Leaps into the grave.] Ham. [Advancing. Hamlet! Hamlet! All.] What is he whose grief Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of sorrow Conjures the wandering stars.
Let Hercules himself do what he may.-[Exit Horatio. A hall in the Castle. His silence will sit drooping.] Scene II. with all their quantity of love. he is mad. as patient as the female dove. The cat will mew.] King.-Good Gertrude. Queen. We'll put the matter to the present push. Queen. Make up my sum. This is mere madness: And thus a while the fit will work on him. sir. Till then in patience our proceeding be. and dog will have his day. Laertes. Make Ossa like a wart! Nay. an thou'lt mouth. Anon. and so will I: And. till our ground. let them throw Millions of acres on us. For love of God. . I pray thee. What is the reason that you use me thus? I lov'd you ever: but it is no matter. 'Swounds.] [To Laertes] Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech. wait upon him.-This grave shall have a living monument: An hour of quiet shortly shall we see. Hear you. Ham. forbear him! Ham. show me what thou'lt do: Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? Woul't drink up eisel? eat a crocodile? I'll do't.112 Could not. [Exit. Singeing his pate against the burning zone. When that her golden couplets are disclos'd. if thou prate of mountains. set some watch over your son. I'll rant as well as thou. good Horatio.--Dost thou come here to whine? To outface me with leaping in her grave? Be buried quick with her.--What wilt thou do for her? King. O. [Exeunt.
where I found. not to stay the grinding of the axe.] Ham. You do remember all the circumstance? Hor. in my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep: methought I lay Worse than the mutinies in the bilboes. No. withdrew To mine own room again: making so bold. Ham.113 [Enter Hamlet and Horatio. My head should be struck off.-Larded with many several sorts of reasons. O royal knavery! an exact command. That is most certain.--I sat me down. sir: now let me see the other. My fears forgetting manners. With. Being thus benetted round with villanies. Our indiscretion sometime serves us well.--let us know. ho! such bugs and goblins in my life. Here's the commission: read it at more leisure. in fine.-That.-Or I could make a prologue to my brains. I beseech you. Is't possible? Ham. Up from my cabin. my lord! Ham. Hor. And prais'd be rashness for it. Rough-hew them how we will. in the dark Grop'd I to find out them: had my desire. But wilt thou bear me how I did proceed? Hor. Hor. Sir. to unseal Their grand commission. on the supervise. . Ham. They had begun the play. and. no leisure bated. Rashly. Importing Denmark's health. and England's too. My sea-gown scarf'd about me. Horatio. When our deep plots do fail. and that should teach us There's a divinity that shapes our ends. So much for this. Remember it. Finger'd their packet.
Ham. thinks't thee. Why. And many such-like as's of great charge. their defeat Does by their own insinuation grow: 'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes Between the pass and fell incensed points Of mighty opposites. man. An earnest conjuration from the king. but. Hor. They are not near my conscience. good my lord. even in that was heaven ordinant. plac'd it safely. more or less. and whor'd my mother. Ay. and what to this was sequent Thou know'st already. How was this seal'd? Ham. wrote it fair: I once did hold it. Subscrib'd it: gave't the impression. I had my father's signet in my purse.-He that hath kill'd my king.-As England was his faithful tributary. Why. on the view and know of these contents. . Which was the model of that Danish seal: Folded the writ up in the form of the other. sir. The changeling never known. Without debatement further. Wilt thou know The effect of what I wrote? Hor. stand me now upon. Does it not. and labour'd much How to forget that learning. as our statists do. they did make love to this employment. He should the bearers put to sudden death. the next day Was our sea-fight.-That. what a king is this! Ham.114 Devis'd a new commission. As love between them like the palm might flourish. Now. Why. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't. Hor. now It did me yeoman's service. Hor. A baseness to write fair. Not shriving-time allow'd. Ham. As peace should still her wheaten garland wear And stand a comma 'tween their amities.
I will receive it with all diligence of spirit. But I am very sorry. Thrown out his angle for my proper life. Peace.115 Popp'd in between the election and my hopes. for 'tis a vice to know him. good Horatio. sir. For by the image of my cause I see The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours: But. Ham. I humbly thank you. Ham. Thy state is the more gracious. sure. my good lord. Hor. . 'tis for the head. Ham. Osr. as I say. and fertile: let a beast be lord of beasts. I should impart a thing to you from his majesty. spacious in the possession of dirt. Ham. and his crib shall stand at the king's mess. if your lordship were at leisure. Ham. who comes here? [Enter Osric. Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark. Sweet lord.] Osr. I thank your lordship. 'tis a chough. the bravery of his grief did put me Into a towering passion. He hath much land. Put your bonnet to his right use. And with such cozenage--is't not perfect conscience To quit him with this arm? and is't not to be damn'd To let this canker of our nature come In further evil? Hor. No. And a man's life is no more than to say One. t'is very hot. It will be short: the interim is mine. It must be shortly known to him from England What is the issue of the business there. but. Dost know this water-fly? Hor. Osr. That to Laertes I forgot myself.
Sir. The concernancy. remember. What imports the nomination of this gentleman? Osr. sir. to make true diction of him. in the verity of extolment. believe me. his semblable is his mirror. Ham. full of most excellent differences.--as 'twere--I cannot tell how.--though. Ham. Of Laertes? Hor. Osr. it is very sultry. indeed. his majesty bade me signify to you that he has laid a great wager on your head. Osr. believe me. he is the card or calendar of gentry. and his infusion of such dearth and rareness as. . to speak feelingly of him. my lord. an absolute gentleman. I beseech you. and who else would trace him. Sir? Hor. in good faith. sir? why do we wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath? Osr. for mine ease. my lord. I take him to be a soul of great article. Osr. here is newly come to court Laertes. this is the matter. of very soft society and great showing: indeed. But. to divide him inventorially would dizzy the arithmetic of memory. I know. Ham. his umbrage. Exceedingly. Methinks it is very sultry and hot for my complexion. Ham. in respect of his quick sail. and yet but yaw neither. nothing more.116 No. 'tis very cold. Is't not possible to understand in another tongue? You will do't. the wind is northerly.] Osr. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him. really.-Ham. all's golden words are spent. Sir. His purse is empty already. his definement suffers no perdition in you. in good faith.-[Hamlet moves him to put on his hat. But. Ham. for you shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would see. Sir. my lord. It is indifferent cold. Nay.
in faith. in his meed he's unfellowed. The phrase would be more german to the matter if we could carry cannon by our sides. if you did. I would it might be hangers till then. very responsive to the hilts. hath laid that.-Ham. sir. but in the imputation laid on him by them. The king. hangers. sir. and of very liberal conceit. as I take it. The king. You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is. most delicate carriages. sir. Osr. Ham. I knew you must be edified by the margent ere you had done. What's his weapon? Osr. Ham. I know. Osr. lest I should compare with him in excellence. yet.--Well. I dare not confess that. The carriages. with their assigns. What call you the carriages? Hor. and three liberal conceited carriages: that's the French bet against the Danish: why is this all imponed. sir. their assigns. in a dozen passes between your and him. he shall not exceed you three hits: he hath . and so: three of the carriages. are the hangers. as you call it? Osr. six French rapiers and poniards. I mean. Ham. but to know a man well were to know himself. as girdle. sir.-Ham. you are not ignorant. are very dear to fancy. for his weapon. That's two of his weapons:--but well. on: six Barbary horses against six French swords.117 Of him. Osr. sir. in faith. hath wager'd with him six Barbary horses: against the which he has imponed. sir. Osr. I would you did. it would not much approve me. Ham. But. Osr. Rapier and dagger.
He did comply with his dug before he suck'd it. My lord. The King and Queen and all are coming down. I commend my duty to your lordship.] He does well to commend it himself. Ham. the opposition of your person in trial. Shall I re-deliver you e'en so? Ham. Lord. I will walk here in the hall: if it please his majesty. if not. and the king hold his purpose. there are no tongues else for's turn. [Exit Osric. Hor. . Ham. provided I be so able as now. the bubbles are out. Sir.-. now or whensoever. it is the breathing time of day with me: let the foils be brought. and do but blow them to their trial. after what flourish your nature will. who brings back to him that you attend him in the hall: he sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes. Ham. [Enter a Lord.only got the tune of the time and outward habit of encounter. How if I answer no? Osr. Yours. or that you will take longer time. a kind of yesty collection. Ham. I mean. and it would come to immediate trial if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer. my lord. mine is ready. I am constant to my purposes.] Lord. Thus has he. I will win for him if I can. To this effect. they follow the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks. I will gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits. the gentleman willing. This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head. his majesty commended him to you by young Osric. sir. which carries them through and through the most fanned and winnowed opinions. Osr.118 laid on twelve for nine. yours.--and many more of the same bevy that I know the drossy age dotes on. Ham. Osr.
Ham.] Hor. Laertes. what is't to leave betimes? [Enter King. if it be not now. This presence knows. and say you are not fit. and Attendants with foils &c. . Hor. The queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to Laertes before you fall to play. since he went into France I have been in continual practice: I shall win at the odds. If your mind dislike anything. obey it: I will forestall their repair hither. What I have done That might your nature. we defy augury: there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. if it be not to come. Ham. I do not think so. Nay. honour. good my lord. But thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart: but it is no matter. Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet: If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away. In happy time. yet it will come: the readiness is all: since no man has aught of what he leaves. sir: I have done you wrong: But pardon't. and you must needs have heard. Hor. Not a whit. Give me your pardon. How I am punish'd with sore distraction. Queen. it will be now. Lord. Lords. [The King puts Laertes' hand into Hamlet's. It is but foolery. my lord. You will lose this wager. Hamlet. Osric. as you are a gentleman.] King. If it be now. but it is such a kind of gain-giving as would perhaps trouble a woman. Ham.] Ham. And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes. and exception Roughly awake. 'tis not to come.119 Ham. She well instructs me.-Ham. come. Come. [Exit Lord. I here proclaim was madness. and take this hand from me.
-Give us the foils. Give them the foils. You mock me. Laertes. I have seen you both. Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil Free me so far in your most generous thoughts That I have shot my arrow o'er the house And hurt my brother. my lord. And will not wrong it. . Sir. Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd. young Osric. No. But since he's better'd. Hamlet denies it. Laer. in mine ignorance Your skill shall. Ham. And will this brother's wager frankly play. by this hand. should stir me most To my revenge. His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy. come on. Come. Very well. You know the wager? Ham. one for me. Laer. But in my terms of honour I stand aloof. Ham. in this case. Ham.120 Then Hamlet does it not. and will no reconcilement Till by some elder masters of known honour I have a voice and precedent of peace To keep my name ungor'd. I do not fear it. we have therefore odds. Who does it. Cousin Hamlet. Stick fiery off indeed. Whose motive. like a star in the darkest night. King. I embrace it freely. then? His madness: if't be so. in this audience. Your grace has laid the odds o' the weaker side. I'll be your foil. King. Laer. I am satisfied in nature. But till that time I do receive your offer'd love like love. sir.
'Now the king drinks to Hamlet. Here's to thy health. my lord. The trumpet to the cannoneer without. Ham. This likes me well.--again. Stay. Laer. King. my good lord. Laer.-- . Richer than that which four successive kings In Denmark's crown have worn. this pearl is thine. Let all the battlements their ordnance fire. Give me the cups. give me drink. a very palpable hit. Laer.--Hamlet. A hit. Judgment! Osr. bear a wary eye. And let the kettle to the trumpet speak.-If Hamlet give the first or second hit. Well.'--Come. the heavens to earth. Come. These foils have all a length? [They prepare to play. Ham. begin:-And you.] Osr. One. Set me the stoups of wine upon that table. Ay.] Ham. The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath. let me see another. sir. Ham. This is too heavy. Or quit in answer of the third exchange. [They play.121 Laer. Come on. The cannons to the heavens. King. the judges. And in the cup an union shall he throw. No.
Hamlet. rub thy brows: The queen carouses to thy fortune. King. for the third.] It is the poison'd cup. Ham. take my napkin.] Laer. Laertes: you but dally. Ham. set it by awhile. I will. Our son shall win. let me wipe thy face. Queen.-Come. and scant of breath. I dare not drink yet. [Aside.--Another hit. Good madam! King. a touch. A touch. My lord. it is too late.] Give him the cup. King.] And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience. do not drink. Laer. Come. my lord. and cannon shot off within. I do confess. I'll hit him now. Hamlet. Gertrude. . I'll play this bout first. Queen. Queen. Ham. He's fat. Laer. I pray you pass with your best violence: I am afeard you make a wanton of me. madam. Come. by-and-by. Ham. what say you? [They play.122 [Trumpets sound.-Here. I pray you pardon me. [Aside. King. I do not think't.
neither way. How does the Queen? King. ho! Hor. [Dies. the drink!--O my dear Hamlet!-The drink. O villany!--Ho! let the door be lock'd: Treachery! seek it out. I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. Say you so? come on. Laer. the drink!--I am poison'd. in scuffling.] Osr. they are incens'd. and Hamlet wounds Laertes. Part them. [They play. as a woodcock to my own springe. Have at you now! [Laertes wounds Hamlet. She swoons to see them bleed. Ham. Nothing.] . Why. No.] Ham. Ham.] King. How is't.] Osr. They bleed on both sides. Laertes? Laer. Osric. Look to the queen there. [Laertes falls.123 Laer. no! the drink. Nay.--How is it. Queen. my lord? Osr. come again! [The Queen falls. they change rapiers. then.
Horatio. to thy work. Ham. The treacherous instrument is in thy hand. Is strict in his arrest. Nor thine on me! [Dies. lo. Drink off this potion. report me and my cause aright To the unsatisfied. friends! I am but hurt.--Wretched queen. thou art slain. the king's to blame. Treason! treason! King. Thou liv'st. murderous. He is justly serv'd. Here. venom. adieu!-You that look pale and tremble at this chance. I could tell you. death.] Ham. damned Dane.] Osric and Lords. Had I but time. That are but mutes or audience to this act. [Stabs the King.-I am dead.-- .-But let it be. Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd: I can no more:--the king. thou incestuous. noble Hamlet: Mine and my father's death come not upon thee.--as this fell sergeant.] Laer. Ham. I am dead.--O. O. Hamlet: Hamlet. Hor.124 Laer.--Horatio. No medicine in the world can do thee good. It is here. yet defend me. Never believe it: I am more an antique Roman than a Dane. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee. It is a poison temper'd by himself. here I lie. In thee there is not half an hour of life.--Is thy union here? Follow my mother. Unbated and envenom'd: the foul practice Hath turn'd itself on me. The point envenom'd too!-Then.-Exchange forgiveness with me. [King dies.
And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain.] Hor. shall live behind me! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart. with the occurrents. Horatio. To the ambassadors of England gives This warlike volley. with conquest come from Poland. Absent thee from felicity awhile. As thou'rt a man. Which have solicited. The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit: I cannot live to hear the news from England. What feast is toward in thine eternal cell.--O proud death. That thou so many princes at a shot .] Fort. cease your search. by heaven. To tell my story. Give me the cup. Ham. Ham. more and less. what a wounded name. Where is this sight? Hor.] What warlike noise is this? Osr. Things standing thus unknown.--the rest is silence. I'll have't.] [Enter Fortinbras. and shot within. This quarry cries on havoc. and others.--Good night. What is it you will see? If aught of woe or wonder. [Dies. sweet prince.-O good Horatio. Fort. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! Why does the drum come hither? [March within. the English Ambassadors. I die. Now cracks a noble heart. Young Fortinbras.125 Here's yet some liquor left. let go. So tell him. O. But I do prophesy the election lights On Fortinbras: he has my dying voice.-[March afar off.
Fort. Hor. And our affairs from England come too late: The ears are senseless that should give us hearing. The soldiers' music and the rites of war Speak loudly for him. Which now. The sight is dismal. And let me speak to the yet unknowing world How these things came about: so shall you hear Of carnal. with sorrow I embrace my fortune: I have some rights of memory in this kingdom. . casual slaughters. to claim my vantage doth invite me. For me. bloody and unnatural acts. so jump upon this bloody question. Are here arriv'd. in this upshot. Fort. Of that I shall have also cause to speak. and you from England. Let four captains Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage. You from the Polack wars. And. Not from his mouth. Let us haste to hear it. For he was likely. bid the soldiers shoot. Had it the ability of life to thank you: He never gave commandment for their death. And call the noblest to the audience. To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead: Where should we have our thanks? Hor. But since. Of accidental judgments.-Take up the bodies. And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more: But let this same be presently perform'd. for his passage. purposes mistook Fall'n on the inventors' heads: all this can I Truly deliver. Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause. Go. To have prov'd most royally: and. but here shows much amiss. give order that these bodies High on a stage be placed to the view. Even while men's minds are wild: lest more mischance On plots and errors happen.--Such a sight as this Becomes the field.126 So bloodily hast struck? 1 Ambassador. had he been put on.
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