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?

if again this apparition come He may approve our eyes and speak to it. look where it comes again! [Enter Ghost. Marcellus and myself. tush. Ber. armed. 'twill not appear. The bell then beating one. Hor. Last night of all. Ber. That. twice seen of us: Therefore I have entreated him along With us to watch the minutes of this night. sit we down. Mar.4 Hor. And will not let belief take hold of him Touching this dreaded sight. In the same figure. Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy. And let us once again assail your ears. Horatio:--Welcome. I have seen nothing. And let us hear Bernardo speak of this. Mar. has this thing appear'd again to-night? Ber. Well.] Ber. What we two nights have seen.-Mar. break thee off. Thou art a scholar. good Marcellus. That are so fortified against our story. like the king that's dead. Peace. Ber. Welcome. What. Hor. When yond same star that's westward from the pole Had made his course to illume that part of heaven Where now it burns. A piece of him. Mar. Tush. speak to it. Sit down awhile. . Horatio.

Horatio. Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark Did sometimes march? By heaven I charge thee. Hor. Before my God. Ber. So frown'd he once when. It would be spoke to.] Mar. As thou art to thyself: Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway combated. and will not answer. . How now. speak! I charge thee speak! [Exit Ghost. Hor. Mar. it stalks away! Hor. Mar. Is it not like the King? Hor. Ber. in an angry parle. that usurp'st this time of night. I might not this believe Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes. It is offended. 'Tis gone. Horatio. 'Tis strange. See. speak! Mar. Horatio! You tremble and look pale: Is not this something more than fantasy? What think you on't? Hor. He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice. Looks it not like the King? mark it. What art thou.5 Ber. Stay! speak. Most like:--it harrows me with fear and wonder. Question it. Ber.

And carriage of the article design'd. Did forfeit. In what particular thought to work I know not. . and the chief head Of this post-haste and romage in the land. a moiety competent Was gaged by our king. That can I. This bodes some strange eruption to our state. which is no other. But. and jump at this dead hour. sit down. Well ratified by law and heraldry. Was. Had he been vanquisher. whose sore task Does not divide the Sunday from the week. And terms compulsatory. to the conqueror: Against the which. which had return'd To the inheritance of Fortinbras. His fell to Hamlet. I take it. Dar'd to the combat. those foresaid lands So by his father lost: and this. who. the whisper goes so. The source of this our watch. with his life. At least. that this sweaty haste Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day: Who is't that can inform me? Hor. Which he stood seiz'd of. Whose image even but now appear'd to us. as you know. to some enterprise That hath a stomach in't. Hor. And foreign mart for implements of war.-But to recover of us. in the gross and scope of my opinion. Now. Our last king. by Fortinbras of Norway.-As it doth well appear unto our state. by a seal'd compact. Thus twice before. Is the main motive of our preparations. And why such daily cast of brazen cannon.-For so this side of our known world esteem'd him. Good now. all those his lands. Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes. Of unimproved mettle hot and full. Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride.6 Mar. For food and diet. sir. With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch. Mar. young Fortinbras. he that knows. What might be toward.-Did slay this Fortinbras. here and there. and tell me. as by the same cov'nant. Why such impress of shipwrights. in which our valiant Hamlet. Why this same strict and most observant watch So nightly toils the subject of the land. by strong hand. Hath in the skirts of Norway.

illusion! If thou hast any sound. speak! Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life Extorted treasure in the womb of earth. Ber. And prologue to the omen coming on. so like the king That was and is the question of these wars. where it comes again! [Re-enter Ghost. they say.] Speak of it:--stay.-As harbingers preceding still the fates. A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye. and the moist star.] I'll cross it. [The cock crows. O. and speak!--Stop it. That may to thee do ease. A little ere the mightiest Julius fell. behold! lo. Which. happily. Disasters in the sun. Hor. soft. and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets. Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse: And even the like precurse of fierce events. Shall I strike at it with my partisan? Hor. 'Tis here! Hor. though it blast me. Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands. As. The graves stood tenantless. Speak to me: If there be any good thing to be done. or use of voice.-Have heaven and earth together demonstrated Unto our climature and countrymen. foreknowing may avoid. I think it be no other but e'en so: Well may it sort. you spirits oft walk in death. if it will not stand. race to me. and. For which. stars with trains of fire and dews of blood. In the most high and palmy state of Rome.-But.--Stay.7 Ber. Speak to me: If thou art privy to thy country's fate. Marcellus! Mar. that this portentous figure Comes armed through our watch. 'Tis here! . Do.

So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.] We do it wrong. they say. in russet mantle clad. being so majestical. look. Let us impart what we have seen to-night Unto young Hamlet. Elsinore. Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill: Break we our watch up: and by my advice. So have I heard. I have heard The cock. no spirit dare stir abroad. Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated. the morn. Hor.] Scene II. Hor. for. Mar. This spirit. fitting our duty? Mar. The bird of dawning singeth all night long. and do in part believe it. that is the trumpet to the morn. A room of state in the Castle. and at his warning. as the air. 'Tis gone! [Exit Ghost. nor witch hath power to charm. Ber. then no planets strike. Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day. [Exeunt. . No fairy takes. The nights are wholesome. As needful in our loves. And our vain blows malicious mockery. Let's do't. I pray. when the cock crew. dumb to us. The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine: and of the truth herein This present object made probation. upon my life. It faded on the crowing of the cock. like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. And then. To offer it the show of violence. But.8 Mar. It was about to speak. and I this morning know Where we shall find him most conveniently. And then it started. For it is. Whether in sea or fire. in earth or air. will speak to him: Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it. invulnerable.

Th' imperial jointress to this warlike state. So much for him. and Attendant. Giving to you no further personal power To business with the king. and you. Polonius.--to suppress His further gait herein. Lords. Farewell. With mirth in funeral. Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature That we with wisest sorrow think on him. Or thinking by our late dear brother's death Our state to be disjoint and out of frame.] King. uncle of young Fortinbras.-Now for ourself and for this time of meeting: Thus much the business is:--we have here writ To Norway. nor have we herein barr'd Your better wisdoms. our thanks.-Who. with all bonds of law.9 [Enter the King. scarcely hears Of this his nephew's purpose. He hath not fail'd to pester us with message. Cor.-Taken to wife. and with dirge in marriage. Importing the surrender of those lands Lost by his father. more than the scope Of these dilated articles allow. what's the news with you? . Laertes. For bearers of this greeting to old Norway. Hamlet. and that it us befitted To bear our hearts in grief. Have we. and our whole kingdom To be contracted in one brow of woe. Therefore our sometime sister. that you know. Queen. Cornelius. Together with remembrance of ourselves. now our queen.-With an auspicious and one dropping eye.] And now. and full proportions are all made Out of his subject:--and we here dispatch You. which have freely gone With this affair along:--or all. To our most valiant brother. In equal scale weighing delight and dole. Now follows. young Fortinbras. impotent and bed-rid. [Exeunt Voltimand and Cornelius. as 'twere with a defeated joy. The lists. We doubt it nothing: heartily farewell. and Volt. Colleagued with this dream of his advantage. Holding a weak supposal of our worth. and let your haste commend your duty. good Cornelius. Voltimand. King. in that the levies. Voltimand. In that and all things will we show our duty. Laertes. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green.

Laertes? You cannot speak of reason to the Dane. and my son-Ham. I am too much i' the sun. Have you your father's leave? What says Polonius? Pol. He hath. How is it that the clouds still hang on you? Ham. King. and less than kind! King. Good Hamlet. [Aside. wrung from me my slow leave By laboursome petition. madam.--all that lives must die. From whence though willingly I came to Denmark. My thoughts and wishes bend again toward France. Do not for ever with thy vailed lids Seek for thy noble father in the dust: Thou know'st 'tis common. And thy best graces spend it at thy will!-But now. and at last Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent: I do beseech you. Ham. Laertes? Laer. that duty done.] A little more than kin. my lord. what is't. That shall not be my offer. Laertes. time be thine. To show my duty in your coronation. Yet now. Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father. Not so. my cousin Hamlet. Laertes. And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon.10 You told us of some suit. What wouldst thou have. King. Take thy fair hour. Ay. Dread my lord. And lose your voice: what wouldst thou beg. Queen. my lord. cast thy nighted colour off. Your leave and favour to return to France. And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark. I must confess. Passing through nature to eternity. . it is common. not thy asking? The head is not more native to the heart. The hand more instrumental to the mouth. give him leave to go.

'This must be so. Nor the dejected 'havior of the visage. King. Let not thy mother lose her prayers. nor the fruitful river in the eye. shows of grief. It is most retrograde to our desire: And we beseech you bend you to remain Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye. If it be. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak. a mind impatient. A heart unfortified. cousin. But I have that within which passeth show. A fault against the dead. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature. It shows a will most incorrect to heaven. Why should we. For what we know must be. From the first corse till he that died to-day.' We pray you. your father lost a father. Together with all forms. seem. throw to earth This unprevailing woe. For your intent In going back to school in Wittenberg. and think of us As of a father: for let the world take note You are the most immediate to our throne. Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath. lost his. To reason most absurd. 'tis unmanly grief. and the survivor bound. An understanding simple and unschool'd. Why seems it so particular with thee? Ham. in our peevish opposition. whose common theme Is death of fathers. Seems. Nor customary suits of solemn black. Hamlet. and who still hath cried. good mother. for some term To do obsequious sorrow: but to persevere In obstinate condolement is a course Of impious stubbornness. That father lost. That can denote me truly: these. Our chiefest courtier. Queen. Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven. Hamlet: . you must know. In filial obligation. indeed.11 Queen. and is as common As any the most vulgar thing to sense. moods. To give these mourning duties to your father. I know not seems. These but the trappings and the suits of woe. But. madam! Nay. No. it is. a fault to nature. And with no less nobility of love Than that which dearest father bears his son Do I impart toward you. For they are actions that a man might play. and our son.

Come away. I shall in all my best obey you. 'tis a loving and a fair reply: Be as ourself in Denmark. most wicked speed. not so much. within a month.--Frailty. Hyperion to a satyr. come. No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell. flat.--married with mine uncle. but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month. My father's brother.-Let me not think on't. stale. that was. things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. [Exeunt all but Hamlet. And the king's rouse the heaven shall bruit again. to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! It is not. thy name is woman!-A little month. go not to Wittenberg.12 I pray thee stay with us. 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. O that this too too solid flesh would melt. King. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? Why.--why she. all tears. But break my heart. she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on: and yet. This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof.--Madam. or ere those shoes were old With which she followed my poor father's body Like Niobe. She married:-.--for I must hold my tongue! [Enter Horatio.-O God! a beast that wants discourse of reason. Marcellus. Ham. nor it cannot come to good. and Bernardo. Thaw. to this. That grows to seed. not two: So excellent a king. Why. so loving to my mother.O.] Ham. Would have mourn'd longer. Re-speaking earthly thunder. That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes.] . and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden. That it should come to this! But two months dead!--nay. madam. even she.

Hor. Hail to your lordship! Ham. Indeed. I would not hear your enemy say so.--or I do forget myself. fellow-student. it follow'd hard upon.-Ham. Horatio!-My father. I prithee do not mock me. make you from Wittenberg? Hor. Hor. The same. Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven Or ever I had seen that day. But what is your affair in Elsinore? We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. I am glad to see you well: Horatio. and your poor servant ever. my lord. I think it was to see my mother's wedding. in faith. Where. My good lord. I am very glad to see you. good my lord. thrift.--methinks I see my father. my lord. Horatio?-Marcellus? Mar. To make it truster of your own report Against yourself: I know you are no truant. sir. A truant disposition. Hor. Nor shall you do my ear that violence. I'll change that name with you: And what make you from Wittenberg. Ham.--Good even.13 Hor. Hor. Ham. Ham.-But what. my good friend. Ham. Sir. Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. Thrift. my lord? . My lord. I came to see your father's funeral.

Ham. each word made true and good. Ham. Stand dumb. Season your admiration for awhile With an attent ear. Armed at point exactly. Marcellus and Bernardo. The apparition comes: I knew your father. My lord. Within his truncheon's length. These hands are not more like. My lord. This marvel to you. The King my father! Hor. Saw who? Hor. I shall not look upon his like again. on their watch In the dead vast and middle of the night. For God's love let me hear. He was a man. In my mind's eye. I saw him once. Upon the witness of these gentlemen. as they had deliver'd. take him for all in all. Ham. Hor. Two nights together had these gentlemen. This to me In dreadful secrecy impart they did. A figure like your father. Been thus encounter'd. Hor. And I with them the third night kept the watch: Where. and speak not to him. distill'd Almost to jelly with the act of fear. But where was this? . 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. till I may deliver. Form of the thing. Horatio.14 Ham. Hor. the king your father. both in time. Ham. he was a goodly king. cap-a-pe. Ham. I think I saw him yesternight. whilst they.

Did you not speak to it? Hor. From top to toe? Both. yes. upon the platform where we watch'd. And we did think it writ down in our duty To let you know of it. from head to foot. say you? Both. and Ber. Arm'd. my honour'd lord. like as it would speak: But even then the morning cock crew loud. I did. 'Tis very strange. My lord. Ham.15 Mar. Ham. My lord. my lord. Ham. As I do live. But answer made it none: yet once methought It lifted up it head. Indeed. What. O. my lord. Ham. My lord. Arm'd. Then saw you not his face? Hor. . We do. Ham. and did address Itself to motion. Hold you the watch to-night? Mar. indeed. And vanish'd from our sight. And at the sound it shrunk in haste away. Ham. my lord: he wore his beaver up. look'd he frowningly? Hor. Ham. but this troubles me. Hor. 'tis true. sirs.

Hor. Stay'd it long? Hor. Ham. Let it be tenable in your silence still. If it assume my noble father's person. Mar. I warr'nt it will. Pale or red? Hor.--no? Hor. Ham. very like. While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. It was. A sable silver'd. Very like. And fix'd his eyes upon you? Hor. Ham.16 A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. Ham. . I would I had been there. very pale. Most constantly. Ham. as I have seen it in his life. and Ber. Longer. Not when I saw't. though hell itself should gape And bid me hold my peace. Ham. longer. Nay. Ham. I'll speak to it. Hor. I pray you all. Perchance 'twill walk again. His beard was grizzled. It would have much amaz'd you. Hor. If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight. I will watch to-night.

sister. fare ye well: Upon the platform. [Exit. But let me hear from you. 'twixt eleven and twelve. Do you doubt that? Laer. The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Your loves. Oph. Think it no more: For nature. A room in Polonius's house.] Laer. and Bernardo. The perfume and suppliance of a minute. Ham. and the trifling of his favour. to men's eyes. Perhaps he loves you now. not permanent. not lasting. Marcellus.] Scene III. but as this temple waxes. do not sleep. I doubt some foul play: would the night were come! Till then sit still. crescent. So. No more but so? Laer. My necessaries are embark'd: farewell: And. and a toy in blood: A violet in the youth of primy nature. I'll visit you. For Hamlet. Forward. but no tongue: I will requite your loves. Our duty to your honour.17 And whatsoever else shall hap to-night. Hold it a fashion. as the winds give benefit And convoy is assistant. my soul: foul deeds will rise. Oph. does not grow alone In thews and bulk. [Enter Laertes and Ophelia. [Exeunt Horatio. Though all the earth o'erwhelm them. And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch .] My father's spirit in arms! All is not well. No more. sweet. Give it an understanding. as mine to you: farewell. All.

Do not. Whilst. for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail. Be wary then. Or lose your heart. or your chaste treasure open To his unmaster'd importunity. like a puff'd and reckless libertine. Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain If with too credent ear you list his songs. And you are stay'd for. Laer.18 The virtue of his will: but you must fear. as some ungracious pastors do. Oph. fear me not. best safety lies in fear: Youth to itself rebels. O. Fear it. Then if he says he loves you. good my brother. It fits your wisdom so far to believe it As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed. There. which is no further Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. Laertes! aboard. I shall th' effect of this good lesson keep As watchman to my heart. fear it. I stay too long:--but here my father comes. Yet here. for on his choice depends The safety and health of this whole state.] A double blessing is a double grace. though none else near. For he himself is subject to his birth: He may not. But. as unvalu'd persons do.--my blessing with thee! . Occasion smiles upon a second leave. his will is not his own. Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven. [Enter Polonius. my dear sister. And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd Unto the voice and yielding of that body Whereof he is the head. And keep you in the rear of your affection. His greatness weigh'd. Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads And recks not his own read. Pol. 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. Out of the shot and danger of desire. Ophelia. aboard. Carve for himself.

And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. being in. Farewell. Most humbly do I take my leave. Laer. rich. unfledg'd comrade. 'Tis in my memory lock'd. This above all. but. Oph. go. Ophelia. And you yourself shall keep the key of it. Those friends thou hast. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy. And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous chief in that. So please you. Farewell: my blessing season this in thee! Laer. Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear. not gaudy: For the apparel oft proclaims the man. but few thy voice: Take each man's censure. as the night the day. he hath said to you? Oph. and their adoption tried. Ophelia.19 [Laying his hand on Laertes's head. And it must follow. Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of steel. Pol. But not express'd in fancy. Give thy thoughts no tongue. and remember well What I have said to you. But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd. but reserve thy judgment. What is't.--to thine own self be true. something touching the Lord Hamlet. but by no means vulgar. . my lord. The time invites you.] And these few precepts in thy memory Look thou character. Farewell. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel. Laer.] Pol. your servants tend. Be thou familiar. Neither a borrower nor a lender be: For loan oft loses both itself and friend. [Exit. Thou canst not then be false to any man.

what I should think. With almost all the holy vows of heaven. Affection! pooh! you speak like a green girl. that he is young. When the blood burns. go to.-You must not take for fire. Oph.--not to crack the wind of the poor phrase. Which are not sterling. Oph. He hath. Unsifted in such perilous circumstance. Marry. If it be so. Pol. Tender yourself more dearly. he hath importun'd me with love In honourable fashion. For Lord Hamlet. and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. of late made many tenders Of his affection to me. my lord. springes to catch woodcocks. as it is a-making. Wronging it thus.--I must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behooves my daughter and your honour. Marry. Ay. Pol. daughter. as you call them? Oph. fashion you may call it. That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay. Ay. I'll teach you: think yourself a baby. And hath given countenance to his speech. well bethought: 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late Given private time to you. Set your entreatments at a higher rate Than a command to parley.--as so 'tis put on me.--extinct in both. go to.20 Pol. Pol. Do you believe his tenders. What is between you? give me up the truth. my lord. From this time Be something scanter of your maiden presence. Even in their promise.--you'll tender me a fool. Oph. I do not know. Believe so much in him. my lord. And that in way of caution. My lord. Pol. Giving more light than heat. Or. how prodigal the soul Lends the tongue vows: these blazes. . I do know.

it is very cold.] What does this mean. Ophelia.] Scene IV. But mere implorators of unholy suits. Hor. my lord? Ham. and Marcellus. in plain terms. Hor.-I would not. [Exeunt. I think it lacks of twelve. as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down. . come your ways.-Not of that dye which their investments show. I shall obey. And. Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds. This is for all. Hor. What hour now? Hor. It is a nipping and an eager air. I charge you. The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge. my lord. Indeed? I heard it not: then draws near the season Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk. [A flourish of trumpets. Mar. from this time forth Have you so slander any moment leisure As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet. The King doth wake to-night and takes his rouse. No. [Enter Hamlet. it is struck.] Ham. and the swaggering up-spring reels. and ordnance shot off within. Look to't. The better to beguile. Do not believe his vows. The air bites shrewdly.21 And with a larger tether may he walk Than may be given you: in few. Horatio. Keeps wassail. Oph. The platform. for they are brokers. Ham.

Angels and ministers of grace defend us!-Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd. As infinite as man may undergo.-Carrying. it comes! [Enter Ghost. So oft it chances in particular men That. again in complete steel. father. dead corse. it takes From our achievements. Be thy intents wicked or charitable. my lord. and we fools of nature . marry. hearsed in death.--that these men.-Their virtues else. Since nature cannot choose his origin. is't. Being nature's livery. Hor. Have burst their cerements. Or by some habit. Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd.--though I am native here. That thou. that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners. Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell. for some vicious mole of nature in them.--it is a custom More honour'd in the breach than the observance. Making night hideous. indeed.--be they as pure as grace. 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. Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again! What may this mean. though perform'd at height.-By the o'ergrowth of some complexion. Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason. I say. Ay. The pith and marrow of our attribute. or fortune's star. and. and with swinish phrase Soil our addition. This heavy-headed revel east and west Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations: They clepe us drunkards. the stamp of one defect.--wherein they are not guilty. King. but tell Why thy canoniz'd bones. answer me! Let me not burst in ignorance.] Ham. But to my mind. Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon. O. why the sepulchre. As in their birth. Look. And to the manner born. royal Dane.-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.

Ham. by no means.] Hor. Hor. what can it do to that.-Go on. It will not speak. It beckons you to go away with it. Hor. Ham. Do not. into every brain That looks so many fadoms to the sea And hears it roar beneath. what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee. Why. And for my soul. why is this? wherefore? what should we do? [Ghost beckons Hamlet. Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles o'er his base into the sea. Ham. Look with what courteous action It waves you to a more removed ground: But do not go with it! Hor. Ham. And there assume some other horrible form Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason. You shall not go. No.23 So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? Say. . Mar. Being a thing immortal as itself? It waves me forth again. Without more motive. What if it tempt you toward the flood. Mar. As if it some impartment did desire To you alone.--I'll follow it. And draw you into madness? think of it: The very place puts toys of desperation. I'll follow thee. my lord. then will I follow it. my lord. It waves me still. my lord.

away!--Go on. [Enter Ghost and Hamlet. you shall not go. Mark me.--unhand me. Ghost. Hor. 'tis not fit thus to obey him.-[Ghost beckons.] By heaven. I'll make a ghost of him that lets me!-I say. Have after. My fate cries out. Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? speak! I'll go no further. I'll follow thee. gentlemen. . Hor. [Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Heaven will direct it. Mar. Be rul'd. Nay. A more remote part of the Castle. He waxes desperate with imagination.] Still am I call'd.] Scene V.] Hor.-[Breaking free from them.24 Hold off your hands.] Ham. And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve. Hor. [Exeunt. Ham. Let's follow. let's follow him. Mar.--To what issue will this come? Mar.

Ham. Thy knotted and combined locks to part. My hour is almost come.--List. but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold. like stars. And for the day confin'd to wastein fires. Make thy two eyes. O. Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purg'd away. Ghost. Speak. list!-If thou didst ever thy dear father love-Ham. I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul. So art thou to revenge. poor ghost! Ghost. start from their spheres. Ham. . list. 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. I am thy father's spirit. Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night. Ham. freeze thy young blood. What? Ghost. But this most foul. Pity me not. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. when thou shalt hear. as in the best it is. Ham. and unnatural. Ghost.25 I will. When I to sulph'uous and tormenting flames Must render up myself. O God! Ghost. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house. Murder most foul. Alas. Murder! Ghost.I am bound to hear. strange.

-O wicked wit and gifts. But soft! methinks I scent the morning air. and to decline Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor To those of mine! But virtue. Haste me to know't. With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial. whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man That. Ham. that adulterate beast. Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven. whose love was of that dignity That it went hand in hand even with the vow I made to her in marriage. Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole. Wouldst thou not stir in this. Will sate itself in a celestial bed And prey on garbage. O my prophetic soul! Mine uncle! Ghost. May sweep to my revenge.--Sleeping within my orchard. And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf. hear. Ay. that incestuous. Brief let me be. with wings as swift As meditation or the thoughts of love. And in the porches of my ears did pour The leperous distilment. Now. it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body. though to a radiant angel link'd. sleeping in my orchard. A serpent stung me. with traitorous gifts. . so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abus'd. And a most instant tetter bark'd about. like eager droppings into milk. thou noble youth. 'Tis given out that. The thin and wholesome blood. that I. I find thee apt. but know. With witchcraft of his wit. swift as quicksilver. And with a sudden vigour it doth posset And curd. My custom always of the afternoon. that have the power So to seduce!--won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen: O Hamlet. what a falling-off was there! From me. Hamlet. So lust. Ghost. The serpent that did sting thy father's life Now wears his crown.26 Ham. so did it mine. as it never will be mov'd.

] So. Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. But bear me stiffly up. grow not instant old.-- . and smile. remember me. To prick and sting her. Taint not thy mind. disappointed. adieu! Hamlet. Of life. horrible! most horrible! If thou hast nature in thee. all pressures past. Now to my word. my sinews. howsoever thou pursu'st this act. I am sure. thou poor ghost. horrible! O. unanel'd. damned villain! My tables. with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body. smiling. all forms. And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge. Remember thee! Yea. No reckoning made.] Ham. sleeping. villain. And you. by heaven!-O most pernicious woman! O villain. Hor.--meet it is I set it down.--Remember thee! Ay. And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire: Adieu. of queen. and be a villain. uncle. it may be so in Denmark: [Writing. bear it not. at once dispatch'd: Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin. O all you host of heaven! O earth! what else? And shall I couple hell? O. That one may smile. from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records. my lord. nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught: leave her to heaven. but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head: O. while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. of crown.] My lord. fie!--Hold. All saws of books. [Exit. At least. adieu! remember me:' I have sworn't. by a brother's hand. there you are.27 Most lazar-like. [Within. But. my heart. Unmix'd with baser matter: yes. That youth and observation copied there. It is 'Adieu. Thus was I. Unhous'led. Fare thee well at once! The glowworm shows the matin to be near. And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain.

[Within. Ay. my lord. ho. ho. There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all Denmark But he's an arrant knave. Good my lord.28 Mar. Not I. tell it. . Mar. my lord! Ham. bird. and Mar. [Within. my noble lord? Hor. my lord? Ham. Hor. Ham. ho. [Enter Horatio and Marcellus. you'll reveal it. by heaven. How is't. wonderful! Hor. by heaven. would heart of man once think it?-But you'll be secret? Hor. boy! Come. my lord. come from the grave To tell us this. Nor I. No. Ham. There needs no ghost. O. Hillo. So be it! Mar.] Mar. Hor.] Illo.] Heaven secure him! Ham. my lord. ho.-Hor. How say you then.] Lord Hamlet. come. What news. my lord. Ham. [Within.

and soldiers. Ham. Hor. you are i' the right. in faith. Ham. I hold it fit that we shake hands and part: You. Mar. Hor. my lord. O'ermaster't as you may. Ham. scholars.--and for my own poor part. right. And so. I'll go pray. but swear't. my lord. I'm sorry they offend you. my lord? we will. What is't. heartily. faith. Horatio. already. my lord. Look you. not I. As you are friends. And now. Ham. We have sworn. heartily. My lord. Such as it is. Upon my sword. Why. My lord. . In faith. Nor I. And much offence too.-For every man hath business and desire. Give me one poor request. my lord. Yes. without more circumstance at all. Hor. There's no offence. Never make known what you have seen to-night. that let me tell you: For your desire to know what is between us. These are but wild and whirling words. by Saint Patrick. we will not. Yes. as your business and desires shall point you. good friends. Nay. Ham. and Mar. Hor. but there is. Hor. Touching this vision here. Mar.-It is an honest ghost.29 Ham.

as before. Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase. Propose the oath. never shall. or 'There be. an if they might'.-As I. Ham.Or such ambiguous giving out. or this head-shake. Swear by my sword. or 'We could. at such times seeing me. but this is wondrous strange! Ham. Ha. And lay your hands again upon my sword: Never to speak of this that you have heard. hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on. old mole! canst work i' the earth so fast? A worthy pioner!--Once more remove. we know'.-That you. ha boy! say'st thou so? art thou there. Hor. perchance. Ghost.-Or 'If we list to speak'. gentlemen. upon my sword. Indeed. How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself. Well said. [Beneath.-Consent to swear.] Swear. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. Ghost. Hic et ubique? then we'll shift our ground. As 'Well. well. truepenny?-Come on!--you hear this fellow in the cellarage. But come.] Swear.-Come hither.-.] Swear. There are more things in heaven and earth. good friends. [Beneath. Ham. Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. never.30 Ham. Swear by my sword. Never to speak of this that you have seen. Hor. Ham. [Beneath. to note . Horatio. my lord. O day and night. Ghost.-Here. With arms encumber'd thus. an if we would'. indeed. Ham. so help you mercy.

And in part hi. A room in Polonius's house. gentlemen. And still your fingers on your lips. Reynaldo? . and where they keep. 'I know his father and his friends. [Beneath. God willing. good Reynaldo. You shall do marvellous wisely. and finding. Ghost. at what expense. Rest. some distant knowledge of him. Give him this money and these notes. That they do know my son. Look you. let's go together. Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris. Let us go in together. My lord. Swear. to express his love and friending to you. come.] Pol. what means. Rey. With all my love I do commend me to you: And what so poor a man as Hamlet is May do. perturbed spirit!--So.31 That you know aught of me:--this is not to do. Reynaldo. Before You visit him. Pol.m. well said. The time is out of joint:--O cursed spite. By this encompassment and drift of question.] Swear. and who. [Enter Polonius and Reynaldo. Marry. Pol. As thus. as 'twere. So grace and mercy at your most need help you. I did intend it. to make inquiry Of his behaviour. shall not lack. What company. And how. Scene I. my lord. Ham. That ever I was born to set it right!-Nay. sir. Rey. [Exeunt.] Act II. I will. rest. I pray. come you more nearer Than your particular demands will touch it: Take you. very well said.--do you mark this.

my good lord. Addicted so and so. Marry. very well. none so rank As may dishonour him. But. my lord. be assur'd . I would know that. 'not well: But if't be he I mean. no. The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind. my lord. Pol. But.32 Rey. Rey. Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes The youth you breathe of guilty. Pol. swearing. such wanton. marry. or drinking. Faith. Of general assault. he's very wild. Your party in converse. Ay. Ay. fencing. wild. Rey. sir. Drabbing:--you may go so far. A savageness in unreclaimed blood. my lord. Wherefore should you do this? Rey.-Pol. and usual slips As are companions noted and most known To youth and liberty. sir. Mark you.' and there put on him What forgeries you please. My lord. Ay. 'And in part him.' you may say. Pol. as you may season it in the charge. You must not put another scandal on him. That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly That they may seem the taints of liberty. quarrelling. 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. him you would sound. that would dishonour him. take heed of that. As gaming. Rey.--but. That he is open to incontinency. here's my drift. Pol.

Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth: And thus do we of wisdom and of reach.By the mass. There falling out at tennis': or perchance. as you say. Very good.33 He closes with you in this consequence.-See you now. And then. By indirections find directions out: So. Observe his inclination in yourself. marry! He closes with you thus:--'I know the gentleman.' at 'friend or so. I shall. have you not? Rey. 'Good sir. I have. sir. I was about to say something:--Where did I leave? Rey. my lord.--he does--What was I about to say?-. You have me.'-Videlicet. . and with assays of bias. Pol.' or so. a brothel. does he this. by my former lecture and advice. or then. or such. And let him ply his music. or t'other day. There was he gaming.' Pol. Or then. Pol. with such. Rey.' or 'gentleman'-According to the phrase or the addition Of man and country. Rey. At--closes in the consequence'--ay.--or so forth. there o'ertook in's rouse. my lord. My lord.' and gentleman. and. 'I saw him enter such a house of sale. God b' wi' you. or 'friend. fare you well. I saw him yesterday. Shall you my son. At 'closes in the consequence. Rey. Rey. Good my lord! Pol. With windlaces. Pol.

he lets me go: And. He falls to such perusal of my face As he would draw it. Pol. and held me hard. Long stay'd he so. my lord. With what. Alas. For out o' doors he went without their help. What said he? Oph. my lord. Pol. My lord. his knees knocking each other.34 Well. My lord. as I was sewing in my chamber. At last. And to the last bended their light on me. He took me by the wrist. And thrice his head thus waving up and down.] [Enter Ophelia. Pol.-He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound As it did seem to shatter all his bulk And end his being: that done. I have been so affrighted! Pol. with his head over his shoulder turn'd He seem'd to find his way without his eyes. and down-gyved to his ankle. Ophelia! what's the matter? Oph.--with his doublet all unbrac'd. And with a look so piteous in purport As if he had been loosed out of hell To speak of horrors.--he comes before me. I do not know. . Ungart'red. Lord Hamlet. Pale as his shirt. i' the name of God? Oph. his stockings foul'd.] How now. Farewell! [Exit Reynaldo. No hat upon his head. But truly I do fear it. Then goes he to the length of all his arm.--a little shaking of mine arm. And with his other hand thus o'er his brow. Mad for thy love? Oph.

35 Pol. I am sorry. As oft as any passion under heaven That does afflict our natures.] King. afflicts him thus. so I call it. Guildenstern. which. A room in the Castle. Come. lies within our remedy. open'd. What it should be. This is the very ecstasy of love. Whose violent property fordoes itself. dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern! Moreover that we much did long to see you. my good lord. 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. That. Come. That hath made him mad. being of so young days brought up with him. And since so neighbour'd to his youth and humour.-What. Something have you heard Of Hamlet's transformation. might move More grief to hide than hate to utter love.] Scene II. to us unknown. That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court Some little time: so by your companies To draw him on to pleasures. So much as from occasion you may glean. and Attendants. More than his father's death. Whether aught. and to gather. I did repel his letters and denied His access to me. [Exeunt. . go we to the king: This must be known. I cannot dream of: I entreat you both That. have you given him any hard words of late? Oph. being kept close. Rosencrantz. And leads the will to desperate undertakings. Welcome. And meant to wreck thee. as you did command. [Enter King. Pol. but. I am sorry that with better heed and judgment I had not quoted him: I fear'd he did but trifle. that thus hath put him So much from the understanding of himself. Since nor the exterior nor the inward man Resembles that it was. The need we have to use you did provoke Our hasty sending. go with me: I will go seek the king. No.

King. Your visitation shall receive such thanks As fits a king's remembrance. Good gentlemen. To lay our service freely at your feet. And here give up ourselves. Guil. Put your dread pleasures more into command Than to entreaty. Are joyfully return'd. in the full bent. my good liege. Th' ambassadors from Norway. Queen. Pol. my good lord. And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is. Guil.] Pol. If it will please you To show us so much gentry and good-will As to expend your time with us awhile. I hold my duty. Thanks. as I hold my soul. Guildenstern. and some Attendants]. [Enter Polonius. To be commanded. For the supply and profit of our hope. King. And sure I am two men there are not living To whom he more adheres. Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern.--Go.36 Queen. he hath much talk'd of you. . amen! [Exeunt Rosencrantz. Thanks. Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz: And I beseech you instantly to visit My too-much-changed son. Heavens make our presence and our practices Pleasant and helpful to him! Queen. Thou still hast been the father of good news. my lord? Assure you. some of you. by the sovereign power you have of us. We both obey. Ay. Both your majesties Might. Ros. Have I.

-That so his sickness. whereat griev'd. what from our brother Norway? Volt. that do I long to hear. Voltimand. he sent out to suppress His nephew's levies.--that I have found The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy. King. Whereon old Norway. overcome with joy. he truly found It was against your highness. So levied as before. Thyself do grace to them. Receives rebuke from Norway. Give first admittance to the ambassadors.] He tells me. I doubt it is no other but the main. and bring them in. Well. Queen. speak of that. Pol. he hath found The head and source of all your son's distemper. O.37 Both to my God and to my gracious king: And I do think. But. and.-His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage. against the Polack: With an entreaty. with Voltimand and Cornelius. my good friends! Say. in fine. which he. my sweet queen.--sends out arrests On Fortinbras. [Enter Polonius. we shall sift him. Most fair return of greetings and desires.] Welcome.] .--or else this brain of mine Hunts not the trail of policy so sure As it hath us'd to do. King. age. [Gives a paper. My news shall be the fruit to that great feast. obeys. in brief. herein further shown. which to him appear'd To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack. And his commission to employ those soldiers. [Exit Polonius. and impotence Was falsely borne in hand. Makes vow before his uncle never more To give th' assay of arms against your majesty. Upon our first. Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee. better look'd into. King.

38 That it might please you to give quiet pass Through your dominions for this enterprise. the cause of this defect. Or rather say. Answer.'-That's an ill phrase. 'beautified' is a vile phrase: but you shall hear. and time is time.-Who.] 'To the celestial.] 'In her excellent white bosom. For this effect defective comes by cause: Thus it remains. these. I swear I use no art at all. for I will use no art. and time. And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes. night is night. in her duty and obedience. Were nothing but to waste night. I have a daughter. On such regards of safety and allowance As therein are set down. Perpend. This business is well ended.--to expostulate What majesty should be.] Pol. Madam. That he is mad. Queen. and surmise. and think upon this business. with less art. 'tis true: 'tis true 'tis pity. And at our more consider'd time we'll read. at night we'll feast together: Most welcome home! [Exeunt Voltimand and Cornelius. And pity 'tis 'tis true: a foolish figure. what duty is. Pol. and madam. mark. [Reads. King.' . day. More matter. Meantime we thank you for your well-took labour: Go to your rest. Why day is day. and my soul's idol. I will be brief:--your noble son is mad: Mad call I it. since brevity is the soul of wit. What is't but to be nothing else but mad? But let that go. Therefore. But farewell it. Thus: [Reads. &c.-My liege. It likes us well. for to define true madness. Mad let us grant him then: and now remains That we find out the cause of this effect.--have whilst she is mine. a vile phrase. the most beautified Ophelia. Hath given me this: now gather. and the remainder thus.

believe it. she took the fruits of my advice. by this declension. thence into a weakness. then into a fast.-Fell into a sadness. As they fell out by time. in obedience. I have not art to reckon my groans: but that I love thee best. repulsed. Doubt truth to be a liar. 'O dear Ophelia. Came this from Hamlet to her? Pol. But never doubt I love. This must not be:' and then I precepts gave her. HAMLET. Which done. Adieu. I must tell you that. Or given my heart a winking. King. That she should lock herself from his resort. When I had seen this hot love on the wing. And my young mistress thus I did bespeak: 'Lord Hamlet is a prince. Admit no messengers. Or my dear majesty your queen here.-As I perceiv'd it. 'Thine evermore. Thence to a watch. And more above. And he.-. [Reads. Good madam. All given to mine ear. and place. mute and dumb. by means. Before my daughter told me. hath my daughter show'd me.' This. most dear lady. Doubt that the sun doth move. I will be faithful. Or look'd upon this love with idle sight. Pol. stay awhile. I am ill at these numbers.39 Queen. whilst this machine is to him. I would fain prove so. What do you think of me? King. Into the madness wherein now he raves. Thence to a lightness. But what might you think. receive no tokens. think. But how hath she Receiv'd his love? Pol. As of a man faithful and honourable. hath his solicitings.-What might you think? No.] 'Doubt thou the stars are fire.what might you. . I went round to work. and. O most best. If I had play'd the desk or table-book. out of thy sphere.--a short tale to make.

Do you think 'tis this? Queen. I do beseech you. Pol. You know sometimes he walks for hours together Here in the lobby. Hath there been such a time. And he not from his reason fall'n thereon Let me be no assistant for a state. We will try it. Queen.] If circumstances lead me. King. King. It may be. But keep a farm and carters. though it were hid indeed Within the centre. both away I'll board him presently:--O.40 And all we wail for. King. Away. But look where sadly the poor wretch comes reading. Queen. and Attendants. Pol. Not that I know. very likely. So he does indeed. give me leave. Mark the encounter: if he love her not. Queen. Pol. I will find Where truth is hid.' When it prov'd otherwise? King. Pol.] . Take this from this. How may we try it further? Pol. if this be otherwise: [Points to his head and shoulder.--I'd fain know that-That I have positively said ''Tis so. [Exeunt King. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him: Be you and I behind an arras then.

Ham. That's very true. look to't. my lord? Ham.--What do you read. Words. my lord! Ham.] How does my good Lord Hamlet? Ham. Then I would you were so honest a man. words. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog.] Still harping on my daughter:--yet he knew me not at first. What is the matter. I have. Let her not walk i' the sun: conception is a blessing. you're a fishmonger. my lord? Ham. he said I was a fishmonger: he is far gone. is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. . I'll speak to him again. Pol. Honest. Pol. Well. Pol. Ham. Do you know me. God-a-mercy. but not as your daughter may conceive:--friend. words. my lord. very near this. sir. my lord.--Have you a daughter? Pol. as this world goes.41 [Enter Hamlet. Pol. Not I. Ay. my lord? Ham. far gone: and truly in my youth I suffered much extremity for love. Pol. my lord. being a god-kissing carrion. Between who? Pol. Pol. to be honest. How say you by that?--[Aside. reading. Ham. Excellent well.

Will you walk out of the air. Rosencrantz! Good lads. Pol. [Aside. [To Polonius. how do ye both? Ros. My excellent good friends! How dost thou. my lord. Into my grave? Pol. yet there is a method in't. though I most powerfully and potently believe. that is out o' the air.] Pol. my lord? Ham.] Though this be madness.] How pregnant sometimes his replies are! a happiness that often madness hits on. As the indifferent children of the earth.--My honourable lord. my lord. for you yourself. Guildenstern? Ah. except my life. sir: for the satirical slave says here that old men have grey beards. if. sir. that their faces are wrinkled. and that they have a plentiful lack of wit. Ham. You cannot. sir. Ham.-. yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down.42 I mean.] God save you. together with most weak hams: all which.--except my life. except my life. sir! [Exit Polonius. Indeed. These tedious old fools! [Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. My honoured lord! Ros. the matter that you read.] Guil. Pol. take from me anything that I will more willingly part withal. I will leave him and suddenly contrive the means of meeting between him and my daughter. My most dear lord! Ham. Slanders. Ham. their eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum. Fare you well. which reason and sanity could not so prosperously be delivered of. . you could go backward. [Aside. I will most humbly take my leave of you. Ros. sir. like a crab. should be old as I am. there he is. You go to seek the Lord Hamlet.

but your news is not true. her privates we. Why. We think not so. On fortune's cap we are not the very button. Then is the world one. Why. Then you live about her waist. or in the middle of her favours? Guil. Then is doomsday near. Prison. deserved at the hands of fortune. that she sends you to prison hither? Guil. What's the news? Ros. my lord. but that the world's grown honest. . my lord! Ham. then 'tis none to you. my good friends. for there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison. Ros. my lord. Ham. wards. Ham. and dungeons. your ambition makes it one. Let me question more in particular: what have you. Denmark being one o' the worst. Denmark's a prison. Ham. 'tis too narrow for your mind. my lord. Neither. most true. Ros. she is a strumpet. then.43 Guil. Ham. Ham. None. Ham. Nor the soles of her shoe? Ros. in which there are many confines. Happy in that we are not over-happy. In the secret parts of fortune? O. A goodly one. Ros. Faith.

But let me conjure you. Ham. by my fay. Truly. No such matter: I will not sort you with the rest of my servants. Ros. nay. for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. To visit you. Ros. whether you were sent for or no. We'll wait upon you. Beggar that I am. no other occasion. Guil. by the consonancy of our youth.44 Ham. Which dreams. Guil. be even and direct with me. by the obligation of our ever-preserved love. O God. But. dear friends. what make you at Elsinore? Ros. my lord? Ham. indeed. Ham. [To Guildenstern. I could be bounded in a nutshell. anything--but to the purpose. my thanks are too dear a halfpenny. That you must teach me. for. but I thank you: and sure. and by what more dear a better proposer could charge you withal. and I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality that it is but a shadow's shadow. Were you not sent for? Is it your own inclining? Is it a free visitation? Come. my lord? Ham. Ham. Ros. and Guild. by the rights of our fellowship. Ham. were it not that I have bad dreams. What should we say. A dream itself is but a shadow. which your modesties have not craft enough to colour: I know the good king and queen have sent for you. come. Ros.] What say you? . and our monarchs and outstretch'd heroes the beggars' shadows. and there is a kind of confession in your looks. Then are our beggars bodies. and count myself a king of infinite space. I cannot reason. speak. You were sent for. Why. I am most dreadfully attended. are ambition. To what end. in the beaten way of friendship. deal justly with me: come. Shall we to the court? for. I am even poor in thanks. my lord. to speak to you like an honest man.

how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension. are they not. Ham.45 Ham. was better both ways. or the blank verse shall halt for't. the clown shall make those laugh whose lungs are tickle o' the sere. I have of late. How chances it they travel? their residence. the humorous man shall end his part in peace. Why did you laugh then. then. the adventurous knight shall use his foil and target. though by your smiling you seem to say so. What players are they? Ros. this brave o'erhanging firmament.--his majesty shall have tribute of me. Ham. indeed. Ros. so shall my anticipation prevent your discovery. no. the lover shall not sigh gratis. it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. I think their inhibition comes by the means of the late innovation. forgone all custom of exercises. and indeed.--why. What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving. Ham. I have an eye of you. look you.--the tragedians of the city. .--If you love me. He that plays the king shall be welcome. there was no such stuff in my thoughts. Do they hold the same estimation they did when I was in the city? Are they so followed? Ros. it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame. to me. To think. and the lady shall say her mind freely. the earth. my lord.] Nay. Ham. and your secrecy to the king and queen moult no feather. what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me. we were sent for. I will tell you why. Ham. this majestical roof fretted with golden fire. My lord. My lord. [Aside. what lenten entertainment the players shall receive from you: we coted them on the way. seems to me a sterile promontory. hold not off. when I said 'Man delights not me'? Ros. the air. how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet. Guil. No. Even those you were wont to take such delight in. and hither are they coming to offer you service. both in reputation and profit.--but wherefore I know not. this most excellent canopy. Ros. if you delight not in man. nor woman neither.--lost all my mirth.

a hundred ducats a-piece for his picture in little.--that many wearing rapiers are afraid of goose-quills and dare scarce come thither. Ham.--their writers do them wrong to make them exclaim against their own succession? Ros. Gentlemen. There are the players. [Flourish of trumpets within. . for my uncle is king of Denmark. and those that would make mouths at him while my father lived. my lord. How comes it? do they grow rusty? Ros. 'Sblood. and the nation holds it no sin to tarre them to controversy: there was. you are welcome to Elsinore. there is something in this more than natural. should more appear like entertainment than yours. Is't possible? Guil. Nay. Ham. sir. if their means are no better. which I tell you must show fairly outward. O. an aery of children. there has been much throwing about of brains. give twenty. my dear lord? Ham. Ham. 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.--as it is most like. come: the appurtenance of welcome is fashion and ceremony: let me comply with you in this garb.] Guil. there has been much to do on both sides. if they should grow themselves to common players. lest my extent to the players. Ay. Your hands. little eyases. fifty.46 Ham. What. their endeavour keeps in the wonted pace: but there is. and so berattle the common stages. that they do. Do the boys carry it away? Ros. You are welcome: but my uncle-father and aunt-mother are deceived. Ham. forty. Ham. and are most tyrannically clapped for't: these are now the fashion. for awhile. if philosophy could find it out. Guil. that cry out on the top of question. Hercules and his load too.--so they call them. It is not very strange. no money bid for argument unless the poet and the player went to cuffs in the question. In what. Faith.

The actors are come hither. Buzz. I have news to tell you. Ham.-Pol. What treasure had he.47 I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw. [Enter Polonius.] Pol. Why-'One fair daughter. Guildenstern. what a treasure hadst thou! Pol. Ham. either for tragedy. Ros. Happily he's the second time come to them. My lord. I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the players. O Jephthah. The best actors in the world. 'twas so indeed. . gentlemen! Ham. history. my lord? Ham. Well be with you. for they say an old man is twice a child. For the law of writ and the liberty. these are the only men.--at each ear a hearer: that great baby you see there is not yet out of his swaddling clouts. I have news to tell you. comedy. historical-pastoral. Ham. or poem unlimited: Seneca cannot be too heavy nor Plautus too light. When Roscius was an actor in Rome. scene individable. Hark you.--You say right. tragical-historical.-Ham. My lord. pastoral.--and you too. tragical-comical-historical-pastoral. pastoral-comical. Upon my honour. buzz! Pol. my lord. and no more. mark it. sir: o' Monday morning. Pol. Then came each actor on his ass. Ham. judge of Israel.-Pol.

--an excellent play. Nay. What follows. for look where my abridgment comes.--as I received it. my old friend! Thy face is valanc'd since I saw thee last. Pray God. old Jephthah? Pol. one said there were no sallets in the lines to make the matter savoury. Ham. I have a daughter that I love passing well.--let me see. [Enter four or five Players. whose judgments in such matters cried in the top of mine. masters. my young lady and mistress! By'r lady. not above once.] Still on my daughter. good friends. begin at this line. comest thou to beard me in Denmark?--What. and by very much more handsome than fine.' and then. well digested in the scenes. God wot.--but it was never acted. One speech in it I chiefly loved: 'twas AEneas' tale to Dido.] You are welcome. as wholesome as sweet. my lord? Ham. pleased not the million. fly at anything we see: we'll have a speech straight: come. set down with as much modesty as cunning. 'It came to pass. let me see:-The rugged Pyrrhus. for the play. as most like it was--' The first row of the pious chanson will show you more. you know. but it was. I Play. I heard thee speak me a speech once.--Masters. nor no matter in the phrase that might indite the author of affectation. What speech. then. be not cracked within the ring.48 The which he loved passing well.--welcome. by the altitude of a chopine.-it is not so:-. If you call me Jephthah. but called it an honest method. like a piece of uncurrent gold. Am I not i' the right. Why-'As by lot. like th' Hyrcanian beast. that follows not. my lord? Ham. I remember. a passionate speech. my lord. you are all welcome. your voice.it begins with Pyrrhus:-- . and others. or if it was. welcome. give us a taste of your quality: come. and thereabout of it especially where he speaks of Priam's slaughter: if it live in your memory. your ladyship is nearer to heaven than when I saw you last. We'll e'en to't like French falconers. I remember.' Pol.--O. Ham. Pol. all:--I am glad to see thee well. [Aside. 'twas caviare to the general.

Pyrrhus stood.--he whose sable arms. And never did the Cyclops' hammers fall On Mars's armour. The bold winds speechless. the hellish Pyrrhus Old grandsire Priam seeks. and the orb below As hush as death. out. horridly trick'd With blood of fathers. as a painted tyrant. In general synod. Which was declining on the milky head Of reverend Priam. Fortune! All you gods. 'Fore God. Rebellious to his arm. Black as his purpose. And thus o'ersized with coagulate gore. Seeming to feel this blow. head to foot Now is be total gules.-Hath now this dread and black complexion smear'd With heraldry more dismal. Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel. A silence in the heavens. mothers. with good accent and good discretion. A roused vengeance sets him new a-work.-Out. with flaming top Stoops to his base. Then senseless Ilium. Bak'd and impasted with the parching streets. daughters. And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven. seem'd i' the air to stick: So. in rage strikes wide. so. thou strumpet. like a neutral to his will and matter. the rack stand still. Anon he finds him. anon the dreadful thunder Doth rend the region. Pyrrhus at Priam drives. As low as to the fiends! . Did nothing. Repugnant to command: unequal match'd. sons. But with the whiff and wind of his fell sword The unnerved father falls. lies where it falls. well spoken. That lend a tyrannous and a damned light To their vile murders: roasted in wrath and fire. Pol. But as we often see. take away her power. my lord. against some storm. proceed you. forg'd for proof eterne.' So. and with a hideous crash Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear: for lo! his sword. With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword Now falls on Priam. And. With eyes like carbuncles. I Play. Striking too short at Greeks: his antique sword.did the night resemble When he lay couched in the ominous horse. after Pyrrhus' pause.49 'The rugged Pyrrhus.

The instant burst of clamour that she made.-Ham. after your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live. Pol. better: use every man after his desert.Good my lord. But who. in the alarm of fear caught up. . I will use them according to their desert. or he sleeps:--say on. I'll have thee speak out the rest of this soon. My lord. the more merit is in your bounty. man. whether he has not turn'd his colour. had seen the mobled queen. O who. and has tears in's eyes.-. Odd's bodikin. A blanket. Come. Pol. for they are the abstracts and brief chronicles of the time. threatening the flames With bisson rheum. Ham.50 Pol. Pol. 'Gainst Fortune's state would treason have pronounc'd: But if the gods themselves did see her then. It shall to the barber's. When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport In mincing with his sword her husband's limbs. come to Hecuba.-Unless things mortal move them not at all. That's good! 'Mobled queen' is good. I Play. Ham.-Would have made milch the burning eyes of heaven. 'The mobled queen'? Pol. 'Tis well. And passion in the gods. with tongue in venom steep'd.--Pr'ythee say on. I Play.He's for a jig or a tale of bawdry. will you see the players well bestowed? Do you hear? Let them be well used. and for a robe.--Pray you.-Who this had seen. sirs. Run barefoot up and down. This is too long. no more! Ham.-. a clout upon that head Where late the diadem stood. Take them in. and who should scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity: the less they deserve. with your beard. About her lank and all o'erteemed loins. Look.

Ay. You could. 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. study a speech of some dozen or sixteen lines which I would set down and insert in't? could you not? I Play. for a need. . The very faculties of eyes and ears. Yet I. Good my lord! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. my lord.] Dost thou hear me. O. Make mad the guilty. But in a fiction. in a dream of passion. Could force his soul so to his own conceit That from her working all his visage wan'd. We'll ha't to-morrow night. and amaze. Ay. friends. peak. God b' wi' ye! Now I am alone. old friend? Can you play 'The Murder of Gonzago'? I Play. [Exeunt Polonius with all the Players but the First. my lord.51 Ham. Tears in his eyes. Ham. Very well. Ham. Ay. or he to Hecuba. A dull and muddy-mettled rascal. and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing! For Hecuba? What's Hecuba to him. so. Confound the ignorant. Follow him. That he should weep for her? What would he do.] --My good friends [to Ros.]. and appal the free. what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous that this player here.--Follow that lord. indeed. and Guild.] Ham. distraction in's aspect. Ros. [Exit First Player. A broken voice. I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. we'll hear a play to-morrow. and look you mock him not.

52 Like John-a-dreams. [Enter King. not for a king Upon whose property and most dear life A damn'd defeat was made.-As he is very potent with such spirits. Scene I. And can say nothing. [Exit. Queen. kindless villain! O. Get from him why he puts on this confusion. I should take it: for it cannot be But I am pigeon-liver'd. and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy. sitting at a play. . 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. or ere this I should have fatted all the region kites With this slave's offal: bloody. vengeance! Why. the son of a dear father murder'd. Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell.-Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this.--the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king. A room in the Castle. by no drift of circumstance. though it have no tongue.] King. what an ass am I! This is most brave. unpack my heart with words And fall a-cursing like a very drab. and Guildenstern. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape. I know my course. no. Ophelia. That I. Rosencrantz. I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks. treacherous. yea. like a whore. Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions.] ACT III. Must. A scullion! Fie upon't! foh!--About. For murder. lecherous. I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench. And can you. unpregnant of my cause. Polonius. bawdy villain! Remorseless. ha? 'Swounds. my brain! I have heard That guilty creatures. will speak With most miraculous organ. and lack gall To make oppression bitter.

it so fell out that certain players We o'er-raught on the way: of these we told him. Niggard of question. Queen. with a crafty madness. With all my heart. Guil. they have already order This night to play before him. Ros. give him a further edge. Did he receive you well? Ros. We shall. And there did seem in him a kind of joy To hear of it: they are about the court. But from what cause he will by no means speak.53 Grating so harshly all his days of quiet With turbulent and dangerous lunacy? Ros. And drive his purpose on to these delights. Most free in his reply. 'Tis most true. Ros. But. And. Did you assay him To any pastime? Ros. but. of our demands. King. But with much forcing of his disposition. Madam. keeps aloof When we would bring him on to some confession Of his true state. Most like a gentleman. Nor do we find him forward to be sounded. Queen. He does confess he feels himself distracted. as I think. And he beseech'd me to entreat your majesties To hear and see the matter. my lord. Pol. and it doth much content me To hear him so inclin'd.-Good gentlemen. . Guil.

] Read on this book. [Aside. That show of such an exercise may colour Your loneliness. Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it Than is my deed to my most painted word: O heavy burden! Pol. Sweet Gertrude. leave us too. Ophelia. 'tis too true! How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience! The harlot's cheek.] Ham. We may of their encounter frankly judge. King. If't be the affliction of his love or no That thus he suffers for. walk you here. as he is behav'd. Ophelia. so please you. For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither.] King. Queen. We will bestow ourselves.-'Tis too much prov'd. my lord.--lawful espials.--[To Ophelia.] [Enter Hamlet. [Exit Queen. And gather by him. I shall obey you:-And for your part. To be. I hear him coming: let's withdraw. may here Affront Ophelia: Her father and myself. [Exeunt King and Polonius. I wish it may. beautied with plastering art. or not to be. seeing.--We are oft to blame in this. Madam.] O.--Gracious. That he. 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. unseen.] Pol.--that with devotion's visage And pious action we do sugar o'er The Devil himself. as 'twere by accident. Oph.-Will so bestow ourselves that.--that is the question:-- . To both your honours.54 [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.

And by opposing end them?--To die.--to sleep. When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would these fardels bear.--puzzles the will.--to sleep. and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to.-No more. When we have shuffled off this mortal coil. And enterprises of great pith and moment. not I.-To sleep! perchance to dream:--ay. I have remembrances of yours That I have longed long to re-deliver. My lord. their currents turn awry. Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes. I humbly thank you.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. The insolence of office.--Soft you now! The fair Ophelia!--Nymph. The oppressor's wrong. And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought. With this regard. How does your honour for this many a day? Ham. from whose bourn No traveller returns. there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come. the law's delay. . To die. Good my lord. now receive them. I pray you. the proud man's contumely. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time. well. But that the dread of something after death. Ham. The pangs of despis'd love. well.-The undiscover'd country. in thy orisons Be all my sins remember'd. Oph. And lose the name of action. Oph.--'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. well. To grunt and sweat under a weary life. Oph. 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. and by a sleep to say we end The heartache. No. I never gave you aught.

with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in. My lord? Ham. all. my lord. ambitious. Indeed. you made me believe so. Oph. imagination to give them shape. Oph. believe none of us. What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves. . Could beauty. your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty. for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind. but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me: I am very proud. revengeful. you know right well you did.56 My honour'd lord. truly. What means your lordship? Ham. You should not have believ'd me. my lord. There. ha! are you honest? Oph. have better commerce than with honesty? Ham. And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd As made the things more rich. but now the time gives it proof. my lord. Ham. 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. Where's your father? Oph. Ham. I did love you once. Ay. or time to act them in. my lord. Are you fair? Oph. Ha. At home. Oph. Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest. Go thy ways to a nunnery. Ham. their perfume lost. for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it: I loved you not. That if you be honest and fair. I was the more deceived. Take these again.

thou shalt not escape calumny. I'll no more on't. what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's. Now see that noble and most sovereign reason. out of tune and harsh. [Exit. The glass of fashion and the mould of form. shall live. well enough.57 Ham. Farewell. and make your wantonness your ignorance. And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose Will be some danger: which for to prevent. of ladies most deject and wretched That suck'd the honey of his music vows. eye. and you make yourselves another: you jig. To a nunnery.--quite. you sweet heavens! Ham. Get thee to a nunnery. There's something in his soul O'er which his melancholy sits on brood. Let the doors be shut upon him. Nor what he spake. I have heard of your paintings too. O. Go to. though it lack'd form a little. go. I say. restore him! Ham. Like sweet bells jangled. That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth Blasted with ecstasy: O. O heavenly powers. To have seen what I have seen. I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry. help him. and you lisp. 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. Oph. all but one. you amble.-. Love! his affections do not that way tend. sword. tongue. With variable objects. for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them. Or. woe is me. go. it hath made me mad. if thou wilt needs marry. O. as pure as snow. The expectancy and rose of the fair state. To a nunnery. and nickname God's creatures. the rest shall keep as they are.] King. The observ'd of all observers.] Oph. Farewell. go: farewell. and quickly too. If thou dost marry. quite down! And I. soldier's. see what I see! [Re-enter King and Polonius. and countries different. scholar's. shall expel . marry a fool. we will have no moe marriages: those that are married already. that he may play the fool nowhere but in's own house. Oph. Was not like madness. God hath given you one face.be thou as chaste as ice.

--My lord. I warrant your honour. as I may say. But if you hold it fit. And I'll be plac'd. nor man. as 'twere. thus. trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it. I pray you. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand.] Ham. are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb shows and noise: I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant. To England send him. to show virtue her own image. the mirror up to nature. I had as lief the town crier spoke my lines. Speak the speech. tempest. Be not too tame neither. in the ear Of all their conference. though it make the unskilful laugh. neither having the accent of Christians. to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters. as I pronounced it to you.] Scene II. nor the gait of Christian. Let his queen mother all alone entreat him To show his grief: let her be round with him. to split the cars of the groundlings. it offends me to the soul.--not to speak it profanely. Now. O. o'erweigh a whole theatre of others. cannot but make the judicious grieve. do as you please. to hold. whirlwind of passion.--How now. after the play. We heard it all. so please you. or confine him where Your wisdom best shall think. to very rags. [Enter Hamlet and cartain Players. with this special observance. was and is. both at the first and now. that.--and heard others praise. the word to the action. this overdone. or come tardy off. It shall be so: Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go. [Exeunt. I Player. it out-herods Herod: pray you avoid it. and. A hall in the Castle. and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. who. and that highly. If she find him not. as many of your players do. have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some . there be players that I have seen play. you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. but use all gently: for in the very torrent. Ophelia! You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said. for the most part. Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus From fashion of himself. but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word. What think you on't? Pol. Ham.58 This something-settled matter in his heart. scorn her own image. It shall do well: but yet do I believe The origin and commencement of his grief Sprung from neglected love. that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature: for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing. the censure of the which one must in your allowance. O. whose end. King. pagan.

but thy good spirits. Ham. Ham. sir. What. and Guil. and that presently.] Ham. they imitated humanity so abominably. O. Horatio. Horatio! [Enter Horatio. my lord. 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. [Exeunt Ros.] Will you two help to hasten them? Ros. and Guildenstern. Bid the players make haste. For what advancement may I hope from thee. And the queen too. We will. and not made them well. reform it altogether.] Hor. to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too. my lord! will the king hear this piece of work? Pol. do not think I flatter. my dear lord. [Exit Polonius.-Ham. Here. O. I Player.59 of nature's journeymen had made men. sweet lord. Ham.] [Enter Polonius. . at your service. That no revenue hast.] How now. Nay. Go make you ready. and Guil. Hor. ho. [Exeunt Players. thou art e'en as just a man As e'er my conversation cop'd withal. Rosencrantz. I hope we have reform'd that indifferently with us. 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.

when thou see'st that act a-foot. And my imaginations are as foul As Vulcan's stithy. And scape detecting. after. A flourish. her election Hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been As one. King.] . and I will wear him In my heart's core. let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp. my lord: If he steal aught the whilst this play is playing. No.60 To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flatter'd? No. One scene of it comes near the circumstance.] King. Rosencrantz.--Something too much of this. Well. nor mine now. And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning. Queen. Ophelia. It is a damned ghost that we have seen. And could of men distinguish. of my father's death: I pr'ythee. Even with the very comment of thy soul Observe mine uncle: if his occulted guilt Do not itself unkennel in one speech. They are coming to the play. i' faith.-There is a play to-night before the king. [Danish march. that suffers nothing. promise-crammed: you cannot feed capons so. Excellent. I will pay the theft. Hor. Enter King. Ham. you say? [To Polonius. you play'd once i' the university. Give him heedful note. ay. in suffering all. Dost thou hear? Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice. I must be idle: Get you a place. we will both our judgments join In censure of his seeming. My lord. How fares our cousin Hamlet? Ham. For I mine eyes will rivet to his face. of the chameleon's dish: I eat the air. Which I have told thee. and others. Guildenstern. As I do thee. Give me that man That is not passion's slave. Hamlet. I have nothing with this answer. Ham. these words are not mine. And. 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. Polonius. in my heart of heart.

] Oph. here's metal more attractive. What is. they stay upon your patience. That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs. good mother. Come hither. my lord. I did enact Julius Caesar. Queen. Ham. my lord? Ham. That did I. Lady. Do you think I meant country matters? Oph. Ham. my lord. Nothing. What did you enact? Pol. Ay. . I mean. Ham. O. Pol. and was accounted a good actor.--Be the players ready? Ros.] Ham. sit by me. my lord. No. my dear Hamlet. ho! do you mark that? [To the King. Ham. shall I lie in your lap? [Lying down at Ophelia's feet. It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a calf there. my lord. No.61 Pol. my head upon your lap? Oph. Ham. Oph. Ham. Brutus killed me. I think nothing. Ay. my lord. I was kill'd i' the Capitol.

The dumb show enters. with the hobby-horse. leaves him. Oph. seeming to lament with her. and exit. he must build churches then. my lord. The Poisoner wooes the Queen with gifts. but in the end accepts his love. O heavens! die two months ago. takes off his crown. O. Nay. comes in again. You are merry. She kneels. and declines his head upon her neck: lays him down upon a bank of flowers: she. O.] Oph. seeing him asleep. my lord. your only jig-maker! What should a man do but be merry? for look you how cheerfully my mother looks. my lord? Ham. and makes passionate action. He takes her up. let the devil wear black. 'tis twice two months. whose epitaph is 'For. kisses it. and not forgotten yet? Then there's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year: but.] Ham. Ham. Will he tell us what this show meant? . the Queen embracing him and he her.] [Exeunt. she seems loth and unwilling awhile. and makes show of protestation unto him. pours poison in the king's ears. Belike this show imports the argument of the play. [Enter Prologue. The dead body is carried away. Marry. Oph. Ham. and my father died within 's two hours. Ham. Oph. O. I? Oph.62 Oph. for. they'll tell all. finds the King dead. or else shall he suffer not thinking on. Anon comes in a fellow. Ay. by'r lady. We shall know by this fellow: the players cannot keep counsel. The Queen returns. So long? Nay then. the hobby-horse is forgot!' [Trumpets sound. for I'll have a suit of sables. The Poisoner with some three or four Mutes. my lord. Who. What means this. this is miching mallecho.] [Enter a King and a Queen very lovingly. it means mischief.

Ham. In neither aught. and for our tragedy. Discomfort you. he'll not shame to tell you what it means. or the posy of a ring? Oph. I must leave thee. Unite commutual in most sacred bands. great love grows there. P. and haply one as kind For husband shalt thou. [Enter a King and a Queen. and shortly too. Is this a prologue.63 Ham. As woman's love. you are naught: I'll mark the play. the littlest doubts are fear. Pro. or in extremity. love. Ay. For us. So far from cheer and from your former state. Queen. my lord. 'Tis brief. Where little fears grow great. My operant powers their functions leave to do: And thou shalt live in this fair world behind. And thirty dozen moons with borrow'd sheen About the world have times twelve thirties been. You are naught. Honour'd. Here stooping to your clemency. Faith. King. proof hath made you know. Yet. or any show that you'll show him: be not you ashamed to show.] P. We beg your hearing patiently. King. Ham. Oph. though I distrust. what my love is. Since love our hearts. you are so sick of late. and Hymen did our hands. Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart gone round Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' orbed ground. belov'd. And as my love is siz'd. my fear is so: Where love is great. woe is me. Now. P. it nothing must: For women's fear and love holds quantity. That I distrust you.-- . my lord. So many journeys may the sun and moon Make us again count o'er ere love be done! But.

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,

Ham. Upon the talk of the poisoning?-Hor. and a forest of feathers--if the rest of my fortunes turn Turk with me. Come. sir? Hor. Sir. get me a fellowship in a cry of players. very--pajock. perdy. the recorders!-For if the king like not the comedy. Very well. O Damon dear. my lord. .] Guil. while some must sleep: So runs the world away. The king. Guil. Hor. Ham. and now reigns here A very. For thou dost know. some music! Come. Ah. This realm dismantled was Of Jove himself. You might have rhymed. some music! [Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.-Would not this. A whole one. I did very well note him.--with two Provincial roses on my razed shoes. Ham. Ham. Half a share. vouchsafe me a word with you.67 The hart ungalled play. a whole history. O good Horatio. Why then. sir. belike he likes it not. For some must watch. Ham. sir-Ham. I. ha!--Come. Good my lord. I'll take the ghost's word for a thousand pound! Didst perceive? Hor.

that can so stonish a mother!--But is there no sequel at the heels of this mother's admiration? Ros. sir? Guil. hath sent me to you. No. Sir. what of him? Guil. put your discourse into some frame. Ham. sir. She desires to speak with you in her closet ere you go to bed. Guil. Ham. O wonderful son. you shall command. Nay. or rather. good my lord. you say. Then thus she says: your behaviour hath struck her into amazement and admiration. . Make you a wholesome answer.-Ros. your mother. for me to put him to his purgation would perhaps plunge him into far more choler. If it shall please you to make me a wholesome answer. You are welcome. Is. I cannot. Guil. but to the matter: my mother. rather with choler. Ham. sir. sir:--pronounce. my wit's diseased: but. The queen. Guil. my mother: therefore no more. Guil. With drink. this courtesy is not of the right breed. Ham. Ham. in most great affliction of spirit. as you say. Your wisdom should show itself more richer to signify this to the doctor. my lord. What. such answer as I can make. Ham. my lord? Ham. marvellous distempered. Good my lord. I am tame.68 Ay. your pardon and my return shall be the end of my business. I will do your mother's commandment: if not. in his retirement. and start not so wildly from my affair.

I lack advancement. these . my love is too unmannerly. when you have the voice of the king himself for your succession in Denmark? Ham. And so I do still. my lord. what is your cause of distemper? you do. surely. sir. Ham. the recorders:--let me see one. Ham. Ham. Ham. Sir. Believe me. Ham. with recorders. Ros. if my duty be too bold. 'Tis as easy as lying: govern these ventages with your finger and thumb.] O. O my lord. My lord.69 Ham. Ham. as if you would drive me into a toil? Guil. Guil. We shall obey. were she ten times our mother. [Re-enter the Players. Ay. Guil. by these pickers and stealers.--To withdraw with you:--why do you go about to recover the wind of me. Look you. I cannot. Have you any further trade with us? Ros. I do beseech you. but 'While the grass grows'--the proverb is something musty. Will you play upon this pipe? Guil. I do not well understand that. My lord. bar the door upon your own liberty if you deny your griefs to your friend. Ros. I pray you. and it will discourse most eloquent music. Good my lord. I know. you once did love me. How can that be. give it breath with your mouth. I cannot. no touch of it.

Very like a whale. Then will I come to my mother by and by. Ham. in this little organ. Ham. My lord. and there is much music. Or like a whale. you cannot play upon me. look you now. Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel? Pol.] Ham. friends. .--I will come by and by. I have not the skill.--They fool me to the top of my bent.] --Leave me. you would seem to know my stops. sir! Pol. Pol. 'Sblood. [Exit. It is backed like a weasel. and 'tis like a camel indeed. do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will. I will say so. By-and-by is easily said. Pol. the queen would speak with you. Ham. Pol. [Enter Polonius. you would pluck out the heart of my mystery. excellent voice. how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me. Methinks it is like a weasel. Ham. Ham. though you can fret me. and presently.] God bless you. you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass. yet cannot you make it speak. But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony. [Exit Polonius. Why.70 are the stops. By the mass. Guil.

let not ever The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom: Let me be cruel. Guil. when it falls. I your commission will forthwith dispatch. Each small annexment. not unnatural. Rosencrantz.71 [Exeunt Ros. but use none. My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites. but much more That spirit upon whose weal depend and rest The lives of many.. and Players. 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. To give them seals never. King. 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. . and Guildenstern. I like him not. And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.-How in my words somever she be shent. I will speak daggers to her. A room in the Castle. To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things Are mortis'd and adjoin'd. The cease of majesty Dies not alone. but like a gulf doth draw What's near it with it: it is a massy wheel. [Enter King.-O heart. petty consequence.] Scene III. Hor. The single and peculiar life is bound. my soul.. Ros. When churchyards yawn. consent! [Exit. Soft! now to my mother. With all the strength and armour of the mind. Guil. which. and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood.] 'Tis now the very witching time of night. but with a general groan. Therefore prepare you. To keep itself from 'noyance.] King. Fix'd on the summit of the highest mount. lose not thy nature. nor stands it safe with us To let his madness range. Attends the boisterous ruin. Never alone Did the king sigh.

since I am still possess'd Of those effects for which I did the murder. Which now goes too free-footed. Thanks. my liege: I'll call upon you ere you go to bed. like a man to double business bound. my offence is rank. And. I stand in pause where I shall first begin. and my queen. mine own ambition. Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent. Fare you well. Or pardon'd being down? Then I'll look up.-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. he's going to his mother's closet: Behind the arras I'll convey myself To hear the process. And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. as you said. and Guil. and wisely was it said.-My crown.-To be forestalled ere we come to fall. of vantage.] Pol. And both neglect. I pray you. But. should o'erhear The speech. And tell you what I know. .72 Arm you. but 'tis not so above. My lord. My fault is past. dear my lord. O. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood. I'll warrant she'll tax him home: And. to this speedy voyage. It hath the primal eldest curse upon't. 'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother. [Exeunt Ros. For we will fetters put upon this fear.] [Enter Polonius. Ros and Guil. what form of prayer Can serve my turn? Forgive me my foul murder!-That cannot be. We will haste us. Since nature makes them partial. May one be pardon'd and retain the offence? In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice.] O.-A brother's murder!--Pray can I not. it smells to heaven. King. [Exit Polonius.

that. Art more engag'd! Help. Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed. Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults. 'Tis heavy with him: and am I. full of bread. Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe! All may be well. stubborn knees.] [The King rises and advances. Now might I do it pat.] Ham. [Exit. At gaming. When he is fit and season'd for his passage? No. his sole son.] . O. [Exit. this is hire and salary. and know thou a more horrid hent: When he is drunk asleep. [Retires and kneels. not revenge. I. reveng'd.--there the action lies In his true nature. or in his rage. To take him in the purging of his soul. Up. And that his soul may be as damn'd and black As hell. My words fly up. then. sword. my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go. angels! Make assay: Bow. And so am I reveng'd. To give in evidence. My mother stays: This physic but prolongs thy sickly days. or about some act That has no relish of salvation in't. and. who knows save heaven? But in our circumstance and course of thought. And how his audit stands.--and so he goes to heaven.-Then trip him. 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.] [Enter Hamlet. swearing. with strings of steel. heart. now he is praying. whereto it goes.73 There is no shuffling. that his heels may kick at heaven.--that would be scann'd: A villain kills my father. and we ourselves compell'd. With all his crimes broad blown. And now I'll do't.] King. He took my father grossly. struggling to be free. and for that. as flush as May. do this same villain send To heaven.

you answer with an idle tongue. Come. go. what's the matter? Queen. how now. thou hast thy father much offended. Hamlet. Hamlet! Ham. Queen. [Within. Queen. Look you lay home to him: Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with. your husband's brother's wife. Why. [Enter Queen and Polonius. [Polonius goes behind the arras. I'll warrant you: Fear me not:--withdraw. Another room in the castle.] Ham. He will come straight.] [Enter Hamlet.74 Scene IV. Now. mother! Queen. mother. I'll silence me e'en here. Ham.] Mother. you question with a wicked tongue. Queen. by the rood. Mother. be round with him.--would it were not so!--you are my mother. Go. Ham. I hear him coming. And.] Pol. . Ham. What's the matter now? Queen. come. not so: You are the Queen. No. mother. Have you forgot me? Ham. And that your grace hath screen'd and stood between Much heat and him. Pray you. you have my father much offended.

Ham.] I took thee for thy better: take thy fortune. you shall not budge.] Pol.] What. A bloody deed!--almost as bad. As kill a king and marry with his brother. ho! help. good mother.] Queen. I am slain! [Falls and dies.] Dead for a ducat.75 Nay. Ay. Queen. help! Ham. And let me wring your heart: for so I shall. [Behind. help. Queen. then. You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you. Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger. 'twas my word.] Queen. help. ho! Pol. As kill a king! Ham. I'll set those to you that can speak.-Leave wringing of your hands: peace! sit you down. O.] O. farewell! [To Polonius. come. . and sit you down. How now? a rat? [Draws. If it be made of penetrable stuff. lady. intruding fool.-Thou wretched. I know not: is it the king? [Draws forth Polonius. [Behind. what a rash and bloody deed is this! Ham. Nay. Come. dead! [Makes a pass through the arras. What wilt thou do? thou wilt not murder me?-Help. rash. O me. what hast thou done? Ham.

the front of Jove himself. Is thought-sick at the act. indeed. Look here upon this picture. this solidity and compound mass. Calls virtue hypocrite. Yea. and on this. feeling without sight. This was your husband. Hyperion's curls. what act. takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love. What devil was't That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind? Eyes without feeling. To give the world assurance of a man. Ah me. And waits upon the judgment: and what judgment Would step from this to this? Sense. Else could you not have motion: but sure that sense Is apoplex'd. Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty. it's humble.-The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. What have I done. for madness would not err. for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame. Where every god did seem to set his seal. and sweet religion makes A rhapsody of words: heaven's face doth glow. to threaten and command. Nor sense to ecstacy was ne'er so thrall'd But it reserv'd some quantity of choice To serve in such a difference. An eye like Mars. Queen. sure. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed. See what a grace was seated on this brow.--Look you now what follows: Here is your husband. And sets a blister there. you have. that thou dar'st wag thy tongue In noise so rude against me? Ham. That roars so loud.76 If damned custom have not braz'd it so That it is proof and bulwark against sense. makes marriage-vows As false as dicers' oaths: O. Queen. And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love. like a milldew'd ear Blasting his wholesome brother. With tristful visage. such a deed As from the body of contraction plucks The very soul. A station like the herald Mercury New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill: A combination and a form. . as against the doom. and thunders in the index? Ham.

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.

wise. Alack.80 I will bestow him. To try conclusions. Would from a paddock. good-night. in the basket creep And break your own neck down. by no means. and will answer well The death I gave him. There's letters seal'd: and my two schoolfellows. and. from a bat. 'tis most sweet. good lady. Unpeg the basket on the house's top. Be thou assur'd. Ham. like the famous ape. fair.-Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd. Make you to ravel all this matter out. Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers. good-night. they must sweep my way And marshal me to knavery. you know that? Queen. Pinch wanton on your cheek.-I must be cruel. I must to England. that I bid you do: Let the bloat king tempt you again to bed. And let him. Not this. Let the birds fly. Such dear concernings hide? who would do so? No. What shall I do? Ham. call you his mouse. only to be kind: Thus bad begins. this counsellor . 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. a gib. For who that's but a queen. Queen. for a pair of reechy kisses. Queen. and worse remains behind. 'Twere good you let him know. I had forgot: 'tis so concluded on.-This man shall set me packing: I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room. in despite of sense and secrecy. So again. And breath of life. When in one line two crafts directly meet. But mad in craft.-Mother.--Indeed.-They bear the mandate. if words be made of breath. That I essentially am not in madness.-One word more. sober. I have no life to breathe What thou hast said to me. Ham. Let it work.

These profound heaves You must translate: 'tis fit we understand them. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. whose providence Should have kept short. There's matter in these sighs. Come. Where is he gone? Queen. Scene I. most secret. Alas. Mad as the sea and wind. dragging out Polonius. Bestow this place on us a little while. What. kills The unseen good old man. Queen. to draw toward an end with you:-Good night. A room in the Castle. O heavy deed! It had been so with us. mother. let it feed Even on the pith of life. when both contend Which is the mightier: in his lawless fit Behind the arras hearing something stir. to every one. Hamlet.] King. But so much was our love We would not understand what was most fit. [To Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Who was in life a foolish peating knave. my good lord.81 Is now most still. Where is your son? Queen. to us. had we been there: His liberty is full of threats to all. like the owner of a foul disease. [Enter King. To keep it from divulging. To draw apart the body he hath kill'd: . and out of haunt This mad young man. To you yourself. sir. cries 'A rat. But. how shall this bloody deed be answer'd? It will be laid to us.] Ah. Whips out his rapier. Gertrude? How does Hamlet? Queen. [Exeunt severally. who go out. restrain'd.] ACT IV. King. a rat!' And in this brainish apprehension. and most grave. what have I seen to-night! King.

come away! My soul is full of discord and dismay. King. . As level as the cannon to his blank. we'll call up our wisest friends.] Ham. my lord. And from his mother's closet hath he dragg'd him: Go seek him out. like some ore Among a mineral of metals base. What noise? who calls on Hamlet? O.--may miss our name. [Exeunt.] Scene II.] Hamlet! Lord Hamlet! Ham. Gertrude. go join you with some further aid: Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain. and Guil.] Friends both. Compounded it with dust. What have you done. And hit the woundless air. [Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. [Within.--Ho. haste in this. Safely stowed.82 O'er whom his very madness. Transports his poison'd shot.] Ros. speak fair. whereto 'tis kin. with the dead body? Ham.] Come.--O. [Enter Hamlet. Shows itself pure: he weeps for what is done. here they come. I pray you.-Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter. [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. 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. Another room in the Castle. Guildenstern! [Re-enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. and bring the body Into the chapel. And let them know both what we mean to do And what's untimely done: so haply slander. O Gertrude. Ros.

that we may take it thence. The body is with the king.attended. I understand you not. like an ape. you must tell us where the body is and go with us to the king. Take you me for a sponge. Tell us where 'tis. but their eyes. sir.83 Ros. it is but squeezing you. The king is a thing. I have sent to seek him and to find the body. Believe what? Ham. A thing. Do not believe it. Ham. and not mine own. Ham. And bear it to the chapel.] Scene III. Of nothing: bring me to him. you shall be dry again. to be demanded of a sponge!--what replication should be made by the son of a king? Ros. Besides. Ay. his authorities. Another room in the Castle. but the king is not with the body. and all after. Ros. 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. sponge. in the corner of his jaw. my lord? Ham. My lord. my lord. I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear. first mouthed.-Guil. Who like not in their judgment. my lord! Ham.] King. that soaks up the King's countenance. But such officers do the king best service in the end: he keeps them. Ros. [Enter King. to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have gleaned. Ham. his rewards. and. Ros. That I can keep your counsel. [Exeunt. . Hide fox.

[Enter Rosencrantz.] How now! what hath befall'n? Ros.84 And where 'tis so. guarded. To bear all smooth and even. At supper. Alas. Not where he eats. King.--two dishes. Or not at all. But never the offence. Hamlet. This sudden sending him away must seem Deliberate pause: diseases desperate grown By desperate appliance are reliev'd. to know your pleasure. Ros. the offender's scourge is weigh'd. A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king. my lord. and we fat ourselves for maggots: your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service. King. King. alas! Ham. We cannot get from him. Ho. my lord. and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. Bring him before us. Without. King. Your worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all creatures else to fat us. where's Polonius? Ham. At supper! where? Ham. Where the dead body is bestow'd. but to one table: that's the end. King. What dost thou mean by this? . Now.] King. Guildenstern! bring in my lord. But where is he? Ros. [Enter Hamlet and Guildenstern. but where he is eaten: a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him.

[Exeunt Attendants. and the wind at help. Hamlet.] . this deed. [To some Attendants.--Come. But. My mother: father and mother is man and wife.] Ham. and so.] King. Hamlet. man and wife is one flesh. The associates tend. Hamlet. come.85 Ham. as we dearly grieve For that which thou hast done.--must send thee hence With fiery quickness: therefore prepare thyself. for thine especial safety.-Which we do tender. my mother. Go seek him there. Good. seek him i' the other place yourself. for England! [Exit. Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. and everything is bent For England. The bark is ready.--But. Ay. Thy loving father. Where is Polonius? Ham. for England!-Farewell. Ham. you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby. dear mother. if you find him not within this month. In heaven: send thither to see: if your messenger find him not there. Ham. King. if thou knew'st our purposes. I see a cherub that sees them. He will stay till you come. So is it. King. Ham. indeed. King. King. For England! King. Ham.

Rosencrantz.] Scene IV. For. [Enter Fortinbras. The present death of Hamlet. Captain.--thou mayst not coldly set Our sovereign process. I will do't. Go softly on. Fortinbras Craves the conveyance of a promis'd march Over his kingdom. [Exeunt all For. Ham. I'll have him hence to-night: Away! for everything is seal'd and done That else leans on the affair: pray you.-As my great power thereof may give thee sense. my joys were ne'er begun. and Forces marching. By letters conjuring to that effect. Capt.] Ham. [Exit. If that his majesty would aught with us. Good sir. make haste. &c.] For. And let him know so.86 King. Howe'er my haps. from me greet the Danish king: Tell him that. which imports at full. Do it. sir. England. by his license. whose powers are these? Capt.] [Enter Hamlet. [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red After the Danish sword. Guildenstern. We shall express our duty in his eye. And thou must cure me: till I know 'tis done. A plain in Denmark. my lord. England.] And. tempt him with speed aboard. They are of Norway. Follow him at foot. and Forces. and thy free awe Pays homage to us. For like the hectic in my blood he rages. Go. if my love thou hold'st at aught. Delay it not. You know the rendezvous. .

Goes it against the main of Poland. To pay five ducats.] How all occasions do inform against me And spur my dull revenge! What is a man. sir. [Exeunt all but Hamlet. Fortinbras. my lord? Ham. I'll be with you straight. Ham. Or for some frontier? Capt. Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole A ranker rate. then the Polack never will defend it. God b' wi' you. sir. That inward breaks. and with no addition. five. The nephew to old Norway. I would not farm it.--I humbly thank you. sir. sir. Who commands them. If his chief good and market of his time . Go a little before. Ham. should it be sold in fee. Against some part of Poland. Will't please you go. We go to gain a little patch of ground That hath in it no profit but the name. Capt. Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats Will not debate the question of this straw: This is the imposthume of much wealth and peace.87 How purpos'd. Ham. and shows no cause without Why the man dies. it is already garrison'd. Ham. [Exit. Why. sir? Capt.] Ros. Truly to speak. I pray you? Capt. Capt. Yes.

no more. for a fantasy and trick of fame. Queen. and beats her heart.88 Be but to sleep and feed? a beast.--I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do. Makes mouths at the invisible event. to my shame. speaks things in doubt.-A thought which. Spurns enviously at straws. Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument. or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event.] Queen. gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unus'd. [Enter Queen and Horatio. Gent. then. What would she have? Gent. Looking before and after. exhort me: Witness this army. Elsinore. Sure he that made us with such large discourse. My thoughts be bloody. I see The imminent death of twenty thousand men That. How stand I. Now. says she hears There's tricks i' the world.' Sith I have cause. She speaks much of her father. Excitements of my reason and my blood. and hems. hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward. Led by a delicate and tender prince. or be nothing worth! [Exit. I will not speak with her. She is importunate. and strength. And let all sleep? while. Go to their graves like beds. A room in the Castle. Whose spirit. from this time forth. Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune. and means To do't. with divine ambition puff'd. quarter'd. Examples. of such mass and charge. a mother stain'd. That have a father kill'd. whether it be Bestial oblivion. . Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain?--O.] Scene V. death. and danger dare. and will. indeed distract: Her mood will needs be pitied. But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake. fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause. gross as earth.

Say you? nay. Ophelia? Oph. Queen. Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark? Queen. Queen. mark. and nods. lady. Nay. [Sings. pray you. [Sings. Alas. [Re-enter Horatio with Ophelia. what imports this song? Oph.] Oph.89 That carry but half sense: her speech is nothing. It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. He is dead and gone. [Exit Horatio. Pray you. yet much unhappily. and gestures yield them. And botch the words up fit to their own thoughts. At his head a grass green turf. but Ophelia-Oph. they aim at it. How now. for she may strew Dangerous conjectures in ill-breeding minds.] To my sick soul.] How should I your true love know From another one? By his cockle bat and' staff And his sandal shoon. mark.] He is dead and gone. Each toy seems Prologue to some great amiss: So full of artless jealousy is guilt. as sin's true nature is. At his heels a stone. . Indeed would make one think there might be thought. Which. 'Twere good she were spoken with. sweet lady. Let her come in. as her winks. Yet the unshaped use of it doth move The hearers to collection. Though nothing sure. Queen.

And I a maid at your window. God dild you! They say the owl was a baker's daughter. [Sings. without an oath. God be at your table! King. pretty lady? Oph.90 [Sings. look here. Lord. my lord! Oph. Oph. that out a maid Never departed more. Indeed.] To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day All in the morning bedtime. la. Alack. we know what we are. let's have no words of this.] Queen. King.] Larded all with sweet flowers. Let in the maid. I'll make an end on't: [Sings. By cock.] By Gis and by Saint Charity. Pretty Ophelia! Oph. How do you. Which bewept to the grave did go With true-love showers. Conceit upon her father. To be your Valentine. they are to blame. Well. Pray you.] White his shroud as the mountain snow. and fie for shame! Young men will do't if they come to't. Alas. And dupp'd the chamber door. Then up he rose and donn'd his clothes. [Enter King. say you this: [Sings. but when they ask you what it means. . but know not what we may be. King.

Wherein necessity. You promis'd me to wed. give her good watch. and we have done but greenly In hugger-mugger to inter him: poor Ophelia Divided from herself and her fair judgment. your son gone. Will nothing stick our person to arraign In ear and ear. Where are my Switzers? let them guard the door.] Queen. O my dear Gertrude. her father slain: Next. in many places Give. before you tumbled me. How long hath she been thus? Oph. When sorrows come.91 Quoth she. [Enter a Gentleman. they come not single spies. good night. Feeds on his wonder. Follow her close. it springs All from her father's death.--Come. good night. [Exit. Without the which we are pictures or mere beasts: Last. Her brother is in secret come from France. We must be patient: but I cannot choose but weep. keeps himself in clouds. me superfluous death. My brother shall know of it: and so I thank you for your good counsel. So would I ha' done. sweet ladies. and he most violent author Of his own just remove: the people muddied. to think they would lay him i' the cold ground. ladies. and as much containing as all these. Gertrude. Thick and and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers For good Polonius' death.] . Alack. An thou hadst not come to my bed. I pray you. by yonder sun. good night. [A noise within. And wants not buzzers to infect his ear With pestilent speeches of his father's death. King.] O. of matter beggar'd. But in battalions! First. I hope all will be well. my coach!--Good night. what noise is this? King. O Gertrude.] King. Like to a murdering piece. this. this is the poison of deep grief. [Exit Horatio.

92 What is the matter? Gent. you false Danish dogs! [A noise within. The rabble call him lord. Calmly. my lord: The ocean. I thank you:--keep the door. 'Laertes shall be king! Laertes king!' Queen. between the chaste unsmirched brow Of my true mother. let's come in. We will. stand you all without. Eats not the flats with more impetuous haste Than young Laertes. and tongues applaud it to the clouds. Where is this king?--Sirs. Give me my father! Queen. Laer. custom not known. [They retire without the door. as the world were now but to begin. in a riotous head. Laer. O'erbears your offices.] King. armed. brands the harlot Even here. this is counter. How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! O. Danes following.] Laer. The ratifiers and props of every word. Save yourself. That drop of blood that's calm proclaims me bastard. Danes.--O thou vile king. I pray you. Danes. Antiquity forgot. we will. [Enter Laertes.] Laer. . And. good Laertes. overpeering of his list. Cries cuckold to my father. give me leave. hands. The doors are broke. They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!' Caps. No.

allegiance! vows. Good Laertes.93 King. King. I'll husband them so well. Laertes. King. Dead.-That both the worlds. is't writ in your revenge That. My will. That thy rebellion looks so giant-like?-Let him go. What is the cause. I give to negligence. Where is my father? King. Who shall stay you? Laer. Gertrude:-Speak. Let come what comes. Will you know them then? . That treason can but peep to what it would. Acts little of his will. not all the world: And for my means. to the blackest devil! Conscience and grace. Laer. Gertrude. Queen. man. But not by him. you will draw both friend and foe. Why thou art thus incens'd.--Let him go. They shall go far with little. Laertes. Laer. None but his enemies. sweepstake. Let him demand his fill. King. only I'll be reveng'd Most throughly for my father. If you desire to know the certainty Of your dear father's death. King. do not fear our person: There's such divinity doth hedge a king. How came he dead? I'll not be juggled with: To hell. Winner and loser? Laer.--Tell me. to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation:--to this point I stand.

that stole his master's daughter.-Fare you well. an you call him a-down-a.] They bore him barefac'd on the bier Hey no nonny. King. and where 'tis fine. To his good friends thus wide I'll ope my arms. Oph. It sends some precious instance of itself After the thing it loves.' O. 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. hey nonny And on his grave rain'd many a tear. like the kind life-rendering pelican. fantastically dressed with straws and flowers. Till our scale turn the beam. my dove! Laer. And am most sensibly in grief for it. [Sings. Laer. And.94 Laer. Burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye!-By heaven. You must sing 'Down a-down. Repast them with my blood. Why. kind sister. That I am guiltless of your father's death. Danes. dry up my brains! tears seven times salt. . now you speak Like a good child and a true gentleman. It could not move thus. Hadst thou thy wits. Oph. thy madness shall be paid by weight. nonny.] O heat. O rose of May! Dear maid. How now! What noise is that? [Re-enter Ophelia. and didst persuade revenge. [Within] Let her come in. It shall as level to your judgment pierce As day does to your eye. Laer. how the wheel becomes it! It is the false steward. This nothing's more than matter.

And we cast away moan: God ha' mercy on his soul! And of all Christian souls. remember: and there is pansies. Laertes. you must wear your rue with a difference. Oph.--God b' wi' ye. Be you content to lend your patience to us. A document in madness. that's for remembrance. that's for thoughts. [Exit. Make choice of whom your wisest friends you will. His beard was as white as snow. Do you see this. love. hell itself. Oph. To you in satisfaction.-[Sings. And they shall hear and judge 'twixt you and me.--There's a daisy:--I would give you some violets.-Laer. but they wither'd all when my father died:--they say he made a good end. There's rosemary. Go but apart. no. and columbines:--there's rue for you. Thought and affliction. . There's fennel for you. He never will come again. our life.] And will he not come again? And will he not come again? No. but if not.95 Oph. Go to thy death-bed. If by direct or by collateral hand They find us touch'd. Laer.--thoughts and remembrance fitted. and all that we call ours. he is gone. [Sings. Our crown. I pray God.] Laer. All flaxen was his poll: He is gone.] For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy. we will our kingdom give. passion. I must commune with your grief. Or you deny me right. She turns to favour and to prettiness. O God? King. and here's some for me:--we may call it herb of grace o' Sundays:--O. pray. he is dead.

I pray you go with me. Another room in the Castle. if not from Lord Hamlet. as I am let to know it is. an't please him. sword.] Scene VI. as 'twere from heaven to earth.] Hor.] I do not know from what part of the world I should be greeted.--it comes from the ambassador that was bound for England. Sailors.96 And we shall jointly labour with your soul To give it due content. There's a letter for you. give these fellows some means to the king: they have . sir. Let this be so. [Reads.] 'Horatio. sir. What are they that would speak with me? Servant. [Exeunt. [Enter Horatio and a Servant. Let them come in. sir. nor hatchment o'er his bones.] I Sailor. No noble rite nor formal ostentation. Hor. Sailor. his obscure burial. His means of death. And where the offence is let the great axe fall. That I must call't in question.-No trophy. Laer. King. Let him bless thee too. when thou shalt have overlooked this. [Exit Servant. if your name be Horatio. So you shall. [Enter Sailors. Hor. He shall. God bless you. sir: they say they have letters for you. Hor.-Cry to be heard.

I could not but by her. Let the king have the letters I have sent.-She's so conjunctive to my life and soul. dipping all his faults in their affection. for two special reasons. Too slightly timber'd for so loud a wind. As by your safety. be it either which. Farewell. He that thou knowest thine. The other motive. . all things else. And do't the speedier. But yet to me they are strong. and in the grapple I boarded them: on the instant they got clear of our ship. O. The queen his mother Lives almost by his looks. These good fellows will bring thee where I am. as the star moves not but in his sphere. Convert his gyves to graces. Ere we were two days old at sea. So crimeful and so capital in nature. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern hold their course for England: of them I have much to tell thee. we put on a compelled valour. wisdom.' Come. Why to a public count I might not go. Now must your conscience my acquittance seal. That. [Enter King and Laertes. Laer. that you may direct me To him from whom you brought them. And you must put me in your heart for friend. That he which hath your noble father slain Pursu'd my life. Finding ourselves too slow of sail. King. [Exeunt. Would. And not where I had aim'd them. I have words to speak in thine ear will make thee dumb. I will give you way for these your letters. like the spring that turneth wood to stone. Another room in the Castle.97 letters for him. a pirate of very warlike appointment gave us chase. Sith you have heard. and with a knowing ear. yet are they much too light for the bore of the matter. perhaps. Is the great love the general gender bear him. They have dealt with me like thieves of mercy: but they knew what they did. so that my arrows. HAMLET. Who. Would have reverted to my bow again. I am to do a good turn for them. seem much unsinew'd. Laer. so I alone became their prisoner. Which may to you.] King.] Scene VII. and repair thou to me with as much haste as thou wouldst fly death. You mainly were stirr'd up. It well appears:--but tell me Why you proceeded not against these feats. and for myself.-My virtue or my plague.

-Whose worth.' Can you advise me? Laer. King. and no such thing? Laer.98 And so have I a noble father lost. Stood challenger on mount of all the age For her perfections:--but my revenge will come. they say. and we love ourself. From Hamlet! Who brought them? Mess. I saw them not: They were given me by Claudio:--he receiv'd them Of him that brought them. Letters. will teach you to imagine. Know you the hand? King.] [Reads]'High and mighty. To-morrow shall I beg leave to see your kingly eyes: when I shall. [Exit Messenger.-[Enter a Messenger. I hope. Leave us. And think it pastime. Sailors.--You shall know I am set naked on your kingdom. if praises may go back again. 'Tis Hamlet's character:--'Naked!'-And in a postscript here. . first asking your pardon thereunto. from Hamlet: This to your majesty. King. he says 'alone. You shortly shall hear more: I lov'd your father. you shall hear them.' What should this mean? Are all the rest come back? Or is it some abuse.] How now! What news? Mess. A sister driven into desperate terms. this to the queen. 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. Laertes. my lord. my lord. HAMLET. King. recount the occasions of my sudden and more strange return. And that.

in my regard. now ripe in my device. If he be now return'd-As checking at his voyage. If it be so. My lord. Laertes. my lord. 'Thus didest thou. my lord. Laer.' King. It falls right. But let him come. King. for youth no less becomes The light and careless livery that it wears Than settled age his sables and his weeds.-I've seen myself. Ay. And that in Hamlet's hearing. I will be rul'd. . A very riband in the cap of youth. Under the which he shall not choose but fall: And for his death no wind shall breathe. To thine own peace. Laer.99 I am lost in it. the French. Of the unworthiest siege. The rather if you could devise it so That I might be the organ. It warms the very sickness in my heart That I shall live and tell him to his teeth. So you will not o'errule me to a peace. and that he means No more to undertake it. Here was a gentleman of Normandy. and that. You have been talk'd of since your travel much. King. Importing health and graveness. What part is that.-As how should it be so? how otherwise?-Will you be rul'd by me? Laer. But even his mother shall uncharge the practice And call it accident.--Two months since. And they can well on horseback: but this gallant Had witchcraft in't: he grew unto his seat. And to such wondrous doing brought his horse. and serv'd against. my lord? King. Yet needful too. for a quality Wherein they say you shine: your sum of parts Did not together pluck such envy from him As did that one.--I will work him To exploit.

100 As had he been incorps'd and demi-natur'd With the brave beast: so far he topp'd my thought That I. Sir. 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. There lives within the very flame of love . Laertes. And that I see. And gave you such a masterly report For art and exercise in your defence. Upon my life. The very same. Laer. Laer. Come short of what he did. had neither motion. He made confession of you. in forgery of shapes and tricks. was your father dear to you? Or are you like the painting of a sorrow. A face without a heart? Laer. I know him well: he is the brooch indeed And gem of all the nation. A Norman was't? King. King. But that I know love is begun by time. And for your rapier most especially. That he cried out. What out of this. Lamond. Time qualifies the spark and fire of it. nor eye. A Norman. to play with him. my lord? King. Laer. King. guard. If you oppos'd them.-Laer. Not that I think you did not love your father. Now. Why ask you this? King. 'twould be a sight indeed If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation He swore. out of this. in passages of proof.

Let's further think of this. bring you in fine together And wager on your heads: he. Most generous. are hands. should murder sanctuarize.-- . King. and free from all contriving. But. Collected from all simples that have virtue Under the moon. It may be death. No place. 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. Laer. Or with a little shuffling. Will not peruse the foils. and. Revenge should have no bounds. good Laertes. To cut his throat i' the church. so that with ease. you may choose A sword unbated. We should do when we would. Requite him for your father. I will do't: And for that purpose I'll anoint my sword. So mortal that. I bought an unction of a mountebank. Dies in his own too much: that we would do. that might hold If this did blast in proof. Soft! let me see:-We'll make a solemn wager on your cunnings. 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. that. King. And that our drift look through our bad performance.101 A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it. And nothing is at a like goodness still. for this 'would' changes. keep close within your chamber. being remiss. indeed. 'Twere better not assay'd: therefore this project Should have a back or second. growing to a plurisy. in a pass of practice. For goodness. can save the thing from death This is but scratch'd withal: I'll touch my point With this contagion. if I gall him slightly. Weigh what convenience both of time and means May fit us to our shape: if this should fail. And then this 'should' is like a spendthrift sigh. Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare. That hurts by easing. And hath abatements and delays as many As there are tongues. but dip a knife in it. Will you do this. are accidents.

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.

O. Ham. ah. which could say 'Good morrow. Hath claw'd me in his clutch. my lord. sweet lord! How dost thou. That skull had a tongue in it. Ham. and could sing once: how the knave jowls it to the ground. my behove. 'Tis e'en so: the hand of little employment hath the daintier sense. and when you are asked this question next. that did the first murder! This might be the pate of a politician. at a distance. Methought it was very sweet.--might it not? Hor. Ay. And hath shipp'd me intil the land. for your dull ass will not mend his pace with beating. As if I had never been such. which this ass now o'erreaches. with his stealing steps. It might. say 'a grave-maker. Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness. that he sings at grave-making? Hor. that praised my lord such-a-one's horse when he meant to beg it. Go. Ham.] In youth when I did love.] But age. Has this fellow no feeling of his business. get thee to Yaughan. To contract. Cudgel thy brains no more about it. [Sings.105 [Enter Hamlet and Horatio. fetch me a stoup of liquor. might it not? Hor. methought there was nothing meet. [Throws up a skull.] Ham. the time for. Ham. 1 Clown. my lord. O.as if 'twere Cain's jawbone. Or of a courtier.' the houses he makes last till doomsday. [Exit Second Clown.] [Digs and sings. one that would circumvent God.] 1 Clown. good lord?' This might be my lord such-a-one. . did love.

1 Clown. [Throws up another skull]. sir. his quillets. and therefore 'tis not yours: for my part. For and a shrouding sheet. Ay. I do not lie in't. O. not for the quick. Ham.] O. an we had the trick to see't. Ham. 1 Clown.106 Why. [Sings. therefore thou liest. . and knocked about the mazard with a sexton's spade: here's fine revolution.] A pickaxe and a spade. my lord. Mine. and will not tell him of his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be in's time a great buyer of land. to have his fine pate full of fine dirt? will his vouchers vouch him no more of his purchases. sir? 1 Clown. Is not parchment made of sheep-skins? Hor.--Whose grave's this. There's another: why may not that be the skull of a lawyer? Where be his quiddits now. his tenures. yet it is mine. You lie out on't. his recognizances. and double ones too. a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet. And of calf-skins too. his cases. ha? Hor. Thou dost lie in't. a spade. They are sheep and calves which seek out assurance in that. sir. Ham. e'en so: and now my Lady Worm's. [Sings. to be in't and say it is thine: 'tis for the dead. his recoveries: is this the fine of his fines. and the recovery of his recoveries. than the length and breadth of a pair of indentures? The very conveyances of his lands will scarcely lie in this box. for thou liest in't. Did these bones cost no more the breeding but to play at loggets with 'em? mine ache to think on't. and must the inheritor himself have no more. and his tricks? why does he suffer this rude knave now to knock him about the sconce with a dirty shovel. Ham. Ham. his fines. I will speak to this fellow. Not a jot more. with his statutes. his double vouchers. my lord. a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet. I think it be thine indeed. chapless.

Ham. What man dost thou dig it for? 1 Clown. What woman then? 1 Clown.--How long hast thou been a grave-maker? 1 Clown. marry. Of all the days i' the year. why was be sent into England? 1 Clown. or equivocation will undo us. these three years I have taken note of it. the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier he galls his kibe. it's no great matter there. and sent into England. sir. Ham. Why? 1 Clown. Ay. I came to't that day that our last King Hamlet overcame Fortinbras. or. How long is that since? 1 Clown. Who is to be buried in't? 1 Clown. because he was mad: he shall recover his wits there. By the Lord. sir. there the men are as mad as he. 'Twill not he seen in him there. Ham. For none neither. Ham. Cannot you tell that? every fool can tell that: it was the very day that young Hamlet was born. One that was a woman.107 1 Clown.--he that is mad. Why. if he do not. How absolute the knave is! We must speak by the card. sir. rest her soul. Ham. 't will away again from me to you. 'Tis a quick lie. For no man. . but. Horatio. Ham. Ham. she's dead. Ham.

e'en with losing his wits. Upon what ground? 1 Clown.--he will last you some eight year or nine year: a tanner will last you nine year. Ham. here in Denmark: I have been sexton here. man and boy. Whose was it? 1 Clown. Nay. This same skull. was Yorick's skull. E'en that. Why. and your water is a sore decayer of your whoreson dead body. I know not. mad fellow's it was: whose do you think it was? Ham.108 How came he mad? 1 Clown. Ham.--as we have many pocky corses now-a-days that will scarce hold the laying in. sir. if he be not rotten before he die. thirty years. the king's jester. This? 1 Clown. Ham. . Faith. they say. 1 Clown. Faith. Ham. A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! 'a pour'd a flagon of Rhenish on my head once. Ham. Why. Very strangely. How long will a man lie i' the earth ere he rot? 1 Clown. sir. A whoreson. Here's a skull now. his hide is so tann'd with his trade that he will keep out water a great while. this skull hath lain in the earth three-and-twenty years. Why he more than another? 1 Clown. Ham. How strangely? 1 Clown.

Alexander returneth into dust. my lord. make her laugh at that. dead and turn'd to clay. of earth we make loam. No. let her paint an inch thick. my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i' the earth? Hor. Here hung those lips that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Couch we awhile and mark. Ham. Horatio! Why may not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander till he find it stopping a bung-hole? Hor. 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. and Mourners following. of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times. King. [Enter priests. To what base uses we may return. poor Yorick!--I knew him.] The queen. Ham. Might stop a hole to keep the wind away. Queen. O. E'en so. and why of that loam whereto he was converted might they not stop a beer-barrel? Imperious Caesar. .--Pr'ythee. how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. get you to my lady's chamber. to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now. that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now. [Takes the skull. 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. to this favour she must come. What's that. Horatio. the dust is earth. and likelihood to lead it: as thus: Alexander died. not a jot. &c. tell me one thing.] Hor. their Trains. a fellow of infinite jest. and now. faith. Ham.109 Ham. &c. and tell her. Horatio. E'en so. Laertes. in procession. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment. Let me see. but to follow him thither with modesty enough. the corpse of Ophelia.] Alas. 'Twere to consider too curiously to consider so. Alexander was buried. And smelt so? Pah! [Throws down the skull. Hor.

O. What ceremony else? 1 Priest. Laer. Laer. sweet maid. Must there no more be done? 1 Priest. And not have strew'd thy grave. She should in ground unsanctified have lodg'd Till the last trumpet. And. No more be done. We should profane the service of the dead To sing a requiem and such rest to her As to peace-parted souls.-And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring!--I tell thee.] I hop'd thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's wife. A very noble youth: mark. and the bringing home Of bell and burial. Her maiden strewments. and pebbles should be thrown on her.] Laer. What. the fair Ophelia? Queen. Lay her i' the earth.110 [Retiring with Horatio. churlish priest. Yet here she is allowed her virgin rites. treble woe Fall ten times treble on that cursed head . Ham. I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd. Shards. Sweets to the sweet: farewell. [Scattering flowers. That is Laertes. flints. for charitable prayers. What ceremony else? Ham. A ministering angel shall my sister be When thou liest howling. Her obsequies have been as far enlarg'd As we have warranties: her death was doubtful. Laer. but that great command o'ersways the order. Laer.

To o'ertop old Pelion or the skyish head Of blue Olympus.] What is he whose grief Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of sorrow Conjures the wandering stars. Till of this flat a mountain you have made.] Ham. and they come out of the grave. Till I have caught her once more in mine arms: [Leaps into the grave. Queen.111 Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense Depriv'd thee of!--Hold off the earth awhile. what theme? Ham.] Laer. For. Why. I pr'ythee. Which let thy wiseness fear: away thy hand! King. Pluck them asunder. Yet have I in me something dangerous. [The Attendants part them. The devil take thy soul! [Grappling with him. and makes them stand Like wonder-wounded hearers? this is I. Thou pray'st not well. I will fight with him upon this theme Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Ham. be quiet. Hamlet! Hamlet! All. O my son. Hamlet the Dane. Gentlemen!-Hor. Queen. [Leaps into the grave. though I am not splenetive and rash. I lov'd Ophelia.] Ham.] Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead. [Advancing. take thy fingers from my throat. forty thousand brothers . Good my lord.

We'll put the matter to the present push. as patient as the female dove. 'Swounds.] [To Laertes] Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech. till our ground. Singeing his pate against the burning zone. I'll rant as well as thou. . with all their quantity of love. For love of God. Queen.-[Exit Horatio. wait upon him. Till then in patience our proceeding be.] King. I pray thee. 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. Make up my sum. O. and dog will have his day. Ham. he is mad. [Exeunt. Anon. sir. Hear you. Laertes. an thou'lt mouth. [Exit. The cat will mew. let them throw Millions of acres on us.--What wilt thou do for her? King. Queen. and so will I: And. good Horatio. Let Hercules himself do what he may. forbear him! Ham.] Scene II.112 Could not. His silence will sit drooping. set some watch over your son. When that her golden couplets are disclos'd. A hall in the Castle. This is mere madness: And thus a while the fit will work on him. if thou prate of mountains. Make Ossa like a wart! Nay.-This grave shall have a living monument: An hour of quiet shortly shall we see.--Dost thou come here to whine? To outface me with leaping in her grave? Be buried quick with her. What is the reason that you use me thus? I lov'd you ever: but it is no matter.-Good Gertrude.

When our deep plots do fail. Being thus benetted round with villanies.-That. No. Horatio.113 [Enter Hamlet and Horatio. Finger'd their packet. With. Rashly. sir: now let me see the other. and. Hor. Here's the commission: read it at more leisure. withdrew To mine own room again: making so bold. to unseal Their grand commission. 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. My sea-gown scarf'd about me. That is most certain. ho! such bugs and goblins in my life. my lord! Ham. My head should be struck off. Importing Denmark's health. But wilt thou bear me how I did proceed? Hor. and that should teach us There's a divinity that shapes our ends. And prais'd be rashness for it.] Ham. My fears forgetting manners. Our indiscretion sometime serves us well. in fine.--let us know.-Larded with many several sorts of reasons. Sir. Rough-hew them how we will. and England's too. Up from my cabin. in the dark Grop'd I to find out them: had my desire. Is't possible? Ham. They had begun the play. Remember it. not to stay the grinding of the axe. I beseech you. no leisure bated.-Or I could make a prologue to my brains. Ham. So much for this. Ham. on the supervise. You do remember all the circumstance? Hor. Hor. .--I sat me down. O royal knavery! an exact command. where I found.

good my lord. sir. Ay. Subscrib'd it: gave't the impression. stand me now upon. and whor'd my mother. He should the bearers put to sudden death. Why. on the view and know of these contents. I had my father's signet in my purse. Ham. what a king is this! Ham. wrote it fair: I once did hold it. man. Does it not. more or less. Why. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't. now It did me yeoman's service. And many such-like as's of great charge. they did make love to this employment. A baseness to write fair.-That. Wilt thou know The effect of what I wrote? Hor. Which was the model of that Danish seal: Folded the writ up in the form of the other. 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. Hor. plac'd it safely. Without debatement further. An earnest conjuration from the king. and what to this was sequent Thou know'st already. The changeling never known. Ham. the next day Was our sea-fight. Why. Hor. Not shriving-time allow'd. thinks't thee. and labour'd much How to forget that learning. Now. even in that was heaven ordinant. Hor. They are not near my conscience. As love between them like the palm might flourish. .-He that hath kill'd my king. How was this seal'd? Ham. but.-As England was his faithful tributary. As peace should still her wheaten garland wear And stand a comma 'tween their amities.114 Devis'd a new commission. as our statists do.

No. Thy state is the more gracious. I will receive it with all diligence of spirit. t'is very hot. He hath much land. Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark. . 'tis for the head. 'tis a chough. And a man's life is no more than to say One. Peace. who comes here? [Enter Osric. Hor. 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. Dost know this water-fly? Hor.] Osr. That to Laertes I forgot myself. if your lordship were at leisure. Osr. I humbly thank you. I should impart a thing to you from his majesty. I thank your lordship. the bravery of his grief did put me Into a towering passion. my good lord. sure. Sweet lord. and fertile: let a beast be lord of beasts. Ham. for 'tis a vice to know him. Osr. but. Ham. Ham. as I say. It must be shortly known to him from England What is the issue of the business there. Ham. and his crib shall stand at the king's mess. sir. Ham. Thrown out his angle for my proper life. But I am very sorry. Put your bonnet to his right use. spacious in the possession of dirt. It will be short: the interim is mine. good Horatio. For by the image of my cause I see The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours: But.115 Popp'd in between the election and my hopes.

Methinks it is very sultry and hot for my complexion. Sir. an absolute gentleman. Osr. Sir? Hor. and who else would trace him. Sir. it is very sultry. Osr.--as 'twere--I cannot tell how. full of most excellent differences. and yet but yaw neither. of very soft society and great showing: indeed. Is't not possible to understand in another tongue? You will do't. all's golden words are spent. to speak feelingly of him. indeed. Ham. really. sir? why do we wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath? Osr. Nay. . and his infusion of such dearth and rareness as. in the verity of extolment. What imports the nomination of this gentleman? Osr. remember. Ham. in good faith. But. nothing more. Ham.116 No. in respect of his quick sail. sir. It is indifferent cold. But. I beseech you. he is the card or calendar of gentry. my lord. His purse is empty already. the wind is northerly. 'tis very cold. believe me. I know. his majesty bade me signify to you that he has laid a great wager on your head. Osr. Ham. my lord. to divide him inventorially would dizzy the arithmetic of memory. for you shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would see.--though. Ham.-[Hamlet moves him to put on his hat. Exceedingly. I take him to be a soul of great article. his umbrage. The concernancy. to make true diction of him. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him.-Ham. Of Laertes? Hor. here is newly come to court Laertes.] Osr. believe me. Sir. his semblable is his mirror. for mine ease. in good faith. his definement suffers no perdition in you. this is the matter. my lord.

their assigns. Ham. Osr. hath wager'd with him six Barbary horses: against the which he has imponed. and so: three of the carriages. I mean. but to know a man well were to know himself. are very dear to fancy. That's two of his weapons:--but well. The phrase would be more german to the matter if we could carry cannon by our sides.117 Of him. in his meed he's unfellowed. Osr. as girdle. on: six Barbary horses against six French swords. are the hangers. I dare not confess that. in a dozen passes between your and him. sir.--Well. as you call it? Osr. Ham. and of very liberal conceit. for his weapon. The king. I would it might be hangers till then. he shall not exceed you three hits: he hath . six French rapiers and poniards. as I take it.-Ham. I knew you must be edified by the margent ere you had done. but in the imputation laid on him by them. in faith. lest I should compare with him in excellence. hath laid that. What's his weapon? Osr. Ham. with their assigns.-Ham. Osr. if you did. very responsive to the hilts. in faith. What call you the carriages? Hor. I know. You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is. The king. sir. it would not much approve me. Ham. The carriages. I would you did. But. Osr. sir. most delicate carriages. sir. yet. sir. sir. Rapier and dagger. sir. Osr. and three liberal conceited carriages: that's the French bet against the Danish: why is this all imponed. hangers. you are not ignorant.

Osr. To this effect. or that you will take longer time. my lord. Osr. Yours. sir. Shall I re-deliver you e'en so? Ham. Lord. [Enter a Lord. and do but blow them to their trial. which carries them through and through the most fanned and winnowed opinions.] He does well to commend it himself. I commend my duty to your lordship.] Lord. I mean. How if I answer no? Osr. if not. The King and Queen and all are coming down. who brings back to him that you attend him in the hall: he sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes. his majesty commended him to you by young Osric. there are no tongues else for's turn. .--and many more of the same bevy that I know the drossy age dotes on. the opposition of your person in trial. provided I be so able as now. the bubbles are out. Ham. mine is ready. Thus has he. Ham. and the king hold his purpose. and it would come to immediate trial if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer. [Exit Osric.-. This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head. the gentleman willing. after what flourish your nature will. I will win for him if I can. yours. Ham. they follow the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks. a kind of yesty collection. I will gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits. My lord. I will walk here in the hall: if it please his majesty. Ham. I am constant to my purposes.only got the tune of the time and outward habit of encounter. Sir. Hor. it is the breathing time of day with me: let the foils be brought.118 laid on twelve for nine. Ham. He did comply with his dug before he suck'd it. now or whensoever.

] Ham. and you must needs have heard. Ham. as you are a gentleman. And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes. and exception Roughly awake. It is but foolery. Lords. Ham. if it be not to come. Not a whit. In happy time. if it be not now. Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet: If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away. it will be now. Lord. but it is such a kind of gain-giving as would perhaps trouble a woman. 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. come. Ham. good my lord. Come. How I am punish'd with sore distraction. my lord. Laertes. [Exit Lord. The queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to Laertes before you fall to play. 'tis not to come. [The King puts Laertes' hand into Hamlet's. Hor. If it be now. Hor. we defy augury: there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.] Hor. since he went into France I have been in continual practice: I shall win at the odds. what is't to leave betimes? [Enter King. honour.-Ham. Hamlet. Nay. obey it: I will forestall their repair hither. But thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart: but it is no matter.] King. This presence knows. I do not think so. Osric. She well instructs me.119 Ham. If your mind dislike anything. What I have done That might your nature. Queen. I here proclaim was madness. . Give me your pardon. and take this hand from me. You will lose this wager. and say you are not fit. and Attendants with foils &c.

in this audience. Who does it. Your grace has laid the odds o' the weaker side. Cousin Hamlet.-Give us the foils. Stick fiery off indeed. Give them the foils. 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. And will not wrong it. then? His madness: if't be so. I embrace it freely. Ham. Laertes. one for me. we have therefore odds. You know the wager? Ham. No. Hamlet denies it. like a star in the darkest night. I am satisfied in nature. I do not fear it. But till that time I do receive your offer'd love like love. my lord. come on. young Osric. Come. 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. His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy. Sir. Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd. in this case. King. by this hand. should stir me most To my revenge. Ham. Whose motive. in mine ignorance Your skill shall. sir. But since he's better'd. But in my terms of honour I stand aloof. Ham. Very well. And will this brother's wager frankly play. . Laer. I'll be your foil.120 Then Hamlet does it not. Laer. I have seen you both. You mock me. King. Laer.

Give me the cups. Ham. Come. This is too heavy. A hit. begin:-And you. One. Here's to thy health. Let all the battlements their ordnance fire. King. These foils have all a length? [They prepare to play. Ham. bear a wary eye. Laer.-If Hamlet give the first or second hit.-- . The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath. the heavens to earth. sir. Come on. let me see another. This likes me well. And let the kettle to the trumpet speak.] Ham.] Osr.--again. Or quit in answer of the third exchange. And in the cup an union shall he throw. Well. Judgment! Osr. Ham. No. Stay. Richer than that which four successive kings In Denmark's crown have worn. 'Now the king drinks to Hamlet. [They play. my lord. The trumpet to the cannoneer without. King.--Hamlet. the judges. Laer. Set me the stoups of wine upon that table. Ay. Laer.121 Laer. a very palpable hit. The cannons to the heavens. my good lord. give me drink. this pearl is thine.'--Come.

-Come. and cannon shot off within. what say you? [They play.] And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience. Queen. King. Come. my lord.] Laer. Ham. and scant of breath. King. I'll play this bout first. My lord. Ham. Good madam! King. A touch. I will. Laertes: you but dally. Our son shall win. I dare not drink yet. Laer.--Another hit. [Aside. Gertrude. Queen. Hamlet. for the third. I'll hit him now.] It is the poison'd cup. rub thy brows: The queen carouses to thy fortune. madam. Ham. Hamlet. He's fat. . it is too late. by-and-by.] Give him the cup. I pray you pardon me. Queen. a touch. do not drink. I pray you pass with your best violence: I am afeard you make a wanton of me. let me wipe thy face. Ham.-Here. take my napkin.122 [Trumpets sound. [Aside. I do not think't. King. Come. I do confess. Laer. set it by awhile.

then. Nothing.] Osr. the drink!--I am poison'd. come again! [The Queen falls. [Dies.] Ham. Queen. I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. no! the drink. they change rapiers. Laertes? Laer. neither way. in scuffling. Nay.] Osr. [They play. How does the Queen? King. as a woodcock to my own springe. They bleed on both sides.--How is it. Part them. Say you so? come on. Look to the queen there. She swoons to see them bleed. and Hamlet wounds Laertes. No. ho! Hor.123 Laer. they are incens'd.] . the drink!--O my dear Hamlet!-The drink. Ham. Have at you now! [Laertes wounds Hamlet. Osric. Laer. Why. O villany!--Ho! let the door be lock'd: Treachery! seek it out.] King. my lord? Osr. How is't. Ham. [Laertes falls.

Here. report me and my cause aright To the unsatisfied. [King dies. Hor. In thee there is not half an hour of life. Nor thine on me! [Dies. It is here.-I am dead.124 Laer. thou art slain. He is justly serv'd. I could tell you. Ham. No medicine in the world can do thee good. Never believe it: I am more an antique Roman than a Dane. O.--Wretched queen. yet defend me. noble Hamlet: Mine and my father's death come not upon thee. I am dead. here I lie. Unbated and envenom'd: the foul practice Hath turn'd itself on me. Is strict in his arrest.-- . lo.] Osric and Lords. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee.--Is thy union here? Follow my mother. friends! I am but hurt. Thou liv'st. the king's to blame.-But let it be.-Exchange forgiveness with me. Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd: I can no more:--the king. adieu!-You that look pale and tremble at this chance.--as this fell sergeant. Hamlet: Hamlet. The point envenom'd too!-Then.] Ham. That are but mutes or audience to this act.--O. [Stabs the King. murderous. The treacherous instrument is in thy hand. thou incestuous.] Laer. Treason! treason! King. to thy work. Ham. venom. Horatio. death.--Horatio. It is a poison temper'd by himself. Drink off this potion. Had I but time. damned Dane.

Young Fortinbras. I die. what a wounded name. cease your search. The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit: I cannot live to hear the news from England. And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain. Now cracks a noble heart.-[March afar off. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! Why does the drum come hither? [March within. O. To tell my story. Ham. Ham.] Hor. Horatio. and others.--the rest is silence. shall live behind me! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart. Fort. by heaven. So tell him. more and less.125 Here's yet some liquor left. Things standing thus unknown. This quarry cries on havoc.--Good night.-O good Horatio. What is it you will see? If aught of woe or wonder.--O proud death.] [Enter Fortinbras. I'll have't. the English Ambassadors. To the ambassadors of England gives This warlike volley.] What warlike noise is this? Osr. As thou'rt a man. with the occurrents.] Fort. let go. sweet prince. That thou so many princes at a shot . [Dies. But I do prophesy the election lights On Fortinbras: he has my dying voice. and shot within. What feast is toward in thine eternal cell. Where is this sight? Hor. Absent thee from felicity awhile. Give me the cup. Which have solicited. with conquest come from Poland.

You from the Polack wars. Go. Of accidental judgments. Fort. Are here arriv'd. in this upshot. but here shows much amiss. Fort. casual slaughters. The sight is dismal. The soldiers' music and the rites of war Speak loudly for him. . And call the noblest to the audience. And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more: But let this same be presently perform'd. for his passage. Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause. bloody and unnatural acts. To have prov'd most royally: and. give order that these bodies High on a stage be placed to the view. For me. And our affairs from England come too late: The ears are senseless that should give us hearing. And. purposes mistook Fall'n on the inventors' heads: all this can I Truly deliver. so jump upon this bloody question. And let me speak to the yet unknowing world How these things came about: so shall you hear Of carnal. Not from his mouth. To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead: Where should we have our thanks? Hor.126 So bloodily hast struck? 1 Ambassador. But since. Hor. Let us haste to hear it. bid the soldiers shoot. had he been put on. Of that I shall have also cause to speak. to claim my vantage doth invite me.-Take up the bodies. Even while men's minds are wild: lest more mischance On plots and errors happen. For he was likely. Let four captains Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage.--Such a sight as this Becomes the field. Had it the ability of life to thank you: He never gave commandment for their death. Which now. with sorrow I embrace my fortune: I have some rights of memory in this kingdom. and you from England.

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