Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616

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This etext was prepared by Dianne Bean. 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. 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. 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?

What. Holla! Bernardo! Ber. Give you good-night. Ber. Bernardo has my place. A piece of him. Mar. Welcome. good Marcellus. And will not let belief take hold of him Touching this dreaded sight. Say. Horatio:--Welcome. Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy.Fran. Mar. twice seen of us: Therefore I have entreated him along With us to watch the .] Mar. I have seen nothing. has this thing appear'd again to-night? Ber. is Horatio there? Hor. [Exit. What.

The bell then beating one. And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.minutes of this night. 'twill not appear. Sit down awhile. That. Hor. Hor. Ber.] . armed. look where it comes again! [Enter Ghost. What we two nights have seen. tush.-Mar. Marcellus and myself. Last night of all. When yond same star that's westward from the pole Had made his course to illume that part of heaven Where now it burns. Peace. Tush. break thee off. Well. sit we down. Ber. And let us once again assail your ears. if again this apparition come He may approve our eyes and speak to it. That are so fortified against our story.

Most like:--it harrows me with fear and wonder. Ber. Horatio. speak to it. speak! Mar. that usurp'st this time of night. Together with that fair and warlike form In which the majesty of buried Denmark Did sometimes march? By heaven I charge thee. Ber. Mar. it stalks away! . Looks it not like the King? mark it. It would be spoke to. Horatio. See. like the king that's dead. Hor. Hor. Question it. It is offended. Ber. In the same figure. Mar. Horatio. What art thou. Thou art a scholar.Ber.

Mar. As thou art to thyself: Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway combated. Stay! speak. Is it not like the King? Hor. and jump at this dead . in an angry parle. speak! I charge thee speak! [Exit Ghost. Mar. How now.] Mar. and will not answer. 'Tis gone. 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. 'Tis strange.Hor. I might not this believe Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes. Ber. Before my God. Thus twice before. So frown'd he once when.

At least. This bodes some strange eruption to our state. Was. Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride. as you know.-. by Fortinbras of Norway. and tell me. in which our valiant Hamlet. Hor.For so this side of . And why such daily cast of brazen cannon. That can I. In what particular thought to work I know not. sit down. Why such impress of shipwrights. Whose image even but now appear'd to us. Good now. Mar. Our last king. Dar'd to the combat. But. What might be toward. Why this same strict and most observant watch So nightly toils the subject of the land. whose sore task Does not divide the Sunday from the week. in the gross and scope of my opinion. he that knows. the whisper goes so.hour. And foreign mart for implements of war. that this sweaty haste Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day: Who is't that can inform me? Hor. With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch.

Hath in the skirts of Norway.But to recover of us. Well ratified by law and heraldry. a moiety competent Was gaged by our king. Ber. For food and diet. who.Did slay this Fortinbras. those foresaid lands So by his father lost: and this.As it doth well appear unto our state.-. to the conqueror: Against the which. And carriage of the article design'd. to some enterprise That hath a stomach in't. Of unimproved mettle hot and full. by strong hand.-. which is no other. Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes. which had return'd To the inheritance of Fortinbras. I think it be no other but e'en so: Well . His fell to Hamlet. as by the same cov'nant. The source of this our watch. here and there. Which he stood seiz'd of. Had he been vanquisher.our known world esteem'd him. Did forfeit. Now. all those his lands. with his life. I take it.-. and the chief head Of this post-haste and romage in the land. Is the main motive of our preparations. by a seal'd compact. And terms compulsatory. sir. young Fortinbras.

-.-. and the moist star.] I'll cross it. so like the king That was and is the question of these wars.may it sort.--Stay.But. where it comes again! [Re-enter Ghost. illusion! If thou hast any sound. stars with trains of fire and dews of blood. soft. As.-.As harbingers preceding still the fates. behold! lo. A little ere the mightiest Julius fell. Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse: And even the like precurse of fierce events. And prologue to the omen coming on. though it blast me. The graves stood tenantless. or use of voice. Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands. Disasters in the sun. that this portentous figure Comes armed through our watch. Hor. Speak . and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets. In the most high and palmy state of Rome. A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye.Have heaven and earth together demonstrated Unto our climature and countrymen.

you spirits oft walk in death. For which. That may to thee do ease. . Speak to me: If thou art privy to thy country's fate. race to me. Ber. To offer it the show of violence.to me: If there be any good thing to be done. as the air. and speak!--Stop it. being so majestical. Marcellus! Mar.] We do it wrong. [The cock crows. 'Tis gone! [Exit Ghost. For it is. and.] Speak of it:--stay. O. happily. Shall I strike at it with my partisan? Hor. 'Tis here! Hor. Do. speak! Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life Extorted treasure in the womb of earth. foreknowing may avoid. 'Tis here! Mar. Which. they say. if it will not stand.

The bird of dawning singeth all night long. And then. No fairy takes. they say. And our vain blows malicious mockery. Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated. I have heard The cock. It was about to speak. The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine: and of the truth herein This present object made probation. The nights are wholesome. .invulnerable. in earth or air. nor witch hath power to charm. So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire. when the cock crew. And then it started. then no planets strike. like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. Mar. no spirit dare stir abroad. It faded on the crowing of the cock. Ber. that is the trumpet to the morn. Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day. Hor.

I pray. and do in part believe it.Hor. upon my life. fitting our duty? Mar. for. look. the morn. So have I heard. will speak to him: Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it. in russet mantle clad. Let's do't. and I this morning know Where we shall find him most conveniently.] . dumb to us. This spirit. Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill: Break we our watch up: and by my advice. But. As needful in our loves. Let us impart what we have seen to-night Unto young Hamlet. [Exeunt.

A room of state in the Castle. Voltimand. nor have we herein barr'd Your better wisdoms.-. that you know. In equal scale weighing delight and dole. With mirth in funeral. and our whole kingdom To be contracted in one brow of woe. Have we. Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature That we with wisest sorrow think on him. . Polonius. Elsinore. now our queen. as 'twere with a defeated joy. young Fortinbras. Hamlet. Cornelius. Queen. and that it us befitted To bear our hearts in grief. and with dirge in marriage.] King. Laertes. Therefore our sometime sister. Th' imperial jointress to this warlike state. which have freely gone With this affair along:--or all. Lords.With an auspicious and one dropping eye. and Attendant. [Enter the King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green. our thanks.-Taken to wife. Now follows. Together with remembrance of ourselves.Scene II.

-. To our most valiant brother.Who. Voltimand. in that the levies. scarcely hears Of this his nephew's purpose. He hath not fail'd to pester us with message. and full proportions are all made Out of his subject:--and we here dispatch You. Importing the surrender of those lands Lost by his father. with all bonds of law. Farewell. Giving to you no further personal power To business with the king. In that and all things will we . Colleagued with this dream of his advantage. and you.-. For bearers of this greeting to old Norway. more than the scope Of these dilated articles allow. Cor. The lists. Or thinking by our late dear brother's death Our state to be disjoint and out of frame. impotent and bed-rid. and let your haste commend your duty.Now for ourself and for this time of meeting: Thus much the business is:--we have here writ To Norway. good Cornelius. So much for him.Holding a weak supposal of our worth. and Volt. uncle of young Fortinbras.--to suppress His further gait herein.

what is't. [Exeunt Voltimand and Cornelius. not thy asking? The head is not more native to the heart. I must confess. And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon. Laertes.] And now. . My thoughts and wishes bend again toward France. Laertes? Laer. That shall not be my offer. The hand more instrumental to the mouth. Yet now. what's the news with you? You told us of some suit. Your leave and favour to return to France. To show my duty in your coronation. We doubt it nothing: heartily farewell. Laertes? You cannot speak of reason to the Dane. King. that duty done. From whence though willingly I came to Denmark. Laertes.show our duty. Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father. And lose your voice: what wouldst thou beg. What wouldst thou have. Dread my lord.

wrung from me my slow leave By laboursome petition. He hath.But now. And let thine eye look like a friend on . And thy best graces spend it at thy will!-. Good Hamlet. and my son-Ham. give him leave to go. and at last Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent: I do beseech you. King. and less than kind! King. How is it that the clouds still hang on you? Ham.King. Laertes. Have you your father's leave? What says Polonius? Pol. my lord. I am too much i' the sun. [Aside. cast thy nighted colour off. my lord. time be thine. my cousin Hamlet. Queen. Take thy fair hour. Not so.] A little more than kin.

nor the fruitful river in the eye. If it be. madam! Nay. Nor the dejected 'havior of the visage. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature. I know not seems. moods. For they are actions that a man might play. Hamlet. Passing through nature to eternity. it is common. To give these mourning duties . King. Nor customary suits of solemn black. Together with all forms. Do not for ever with thy vailed lids Seek for thy noble father in the dust: Thou know'st 'tis common.--all that lives must die.Denmark. it is. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak. Queen. madam. Ham. Why seems it so particular with thee? Ham. No. These but the trappings and the suits of woe. That can denote me truly: these. Seems. shows of grief. Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath. indeed. Ay. seem. good mother. But I have that within which passeth show.

and think of us As of a father: for let the world take note You are the most immediate to our throne. To reason most absurd. you must know. 'tis unmanly grief. For what we know must be.' We pray you. Why should we. and the survivor bound. From the first corse till he that died to-day. and who still hath cried. An understanding simple and unschool'd.to your father. and is as common As any the most vulgar thing to sense. throw to earth This unprevailing woe. In filial obligation. It shows a will most incorrect to heaven. And with no less nobility of love Than that which dearest father bears his son Do I impart toward you. But. 'This must be so. whose common theme Is death of fathers. lost his. That father lost. For your intent In going back to school in Wittenberg. Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven. A fault against the dead. in our peevish opposition. for some term To do obsequious sorrow: but to persevere In obstinate condolement is a course Of impious stubbornness. A heart unfortified. It is most . your father lost a father. a fault to nature. a mind impatient.

go not to Wittenberg. This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof. Why. Ham.retrograde to our desire: And we beseech you bend you to remain Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye. [Exeunt all but Hamlet. Come away. Our chiefest courtier. and our son. King.] Ham. cousin. Queen. Thaw. madam.--Madam. O that this too too solid flesh would melt. No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell. And the king's rouse the heaven shall bruit again. and resolve itself into a dew! Or . Re-speaking earthly thunder. Hamlet: I pray thee stay with us. 'tis a loving and a fair reply: Be as ourself in Denmark. come. Let not thy mother lose her prayers. I shall in all my best obey you.

Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in . all tears. My father's brother.-.that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God! How weary. That it should come to this! But two months dead!--nay.O God! a beast that wants discourse of reason. that was.-. she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on: and yet.Let me not think on't. but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month. and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden. thy name is woman!-.--Frailty. That grows to seed. things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely.A little month. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? Why.--why she. flat. stale. not so much. That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.--married with mine uncle. not two: So excellent a king. to this. even she. so loving to my mother. Hyperion to a satyr. within a month. or ere those shoes were old With which she followed my poor father's body Like Niobe. Would have mourn'd longer.

Ham. She married:-. sir. I'll change that name with you: And what make you from Wittenberg. The same.her galled eyes. most wicked speed.-. to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! It is not.--Good even.O.--or I do forget myself.Marcellus? Mar.] Hor. My good lord. in faith. and your poor servant ever. I am glad to see you well: Horatio. Horatio?-. my lord.-Ham.But what. and Bernardo. But break my heart. Marcellus. Sir. nor it cannot come to good. my good friend. I am very glad to see you.--for I must hold my tongue! [Enter Horatio. Hail to your lordship! Ham. Hor. make you from .

I prithee do not mock me. it follow'd hard upon. My lord. But what is your affair in Elsinore? We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. To make it truster of your own report Against yourself: I know you are no truant. I came to see your father's funeral. Thrift. I would not hear your enemy say so. good my lord. fellow-student. Ham. my lord. thrift. I think it was to see my mother's wedding. Hor. Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven Or ever I had seen that day.Wittenberg? Hor. A truant disposition. Nor shall you do my ear that violence. Hor. Ham. Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. Ham. Indeed. Horatio!-- .

till I may deliver. My lord. Hor. . Ham. Hor. Upon the witness of these gentlemen. This marvel to you. he was a goodly king. Saw who? Hor. Horatio. He was a man. Ham. Hor. The King my father! Hor. the king your father.--methinks I see my father. take him for all in all. my lord? Ham. Where. I saw him once. Ham. I shall not look upon his like again. My lord. In my mind's eye.My father. Season your admiration for awhile With an attent ear. I think I saw him yesternight.

A figure like your father. Been thus encounter'd. This to me In dreadful secrecy impart they did. Hor. Ham. distill'd Almost to jelly with the act of fear. upon the platform where we watch'd. Within his truncheon's length. on their watch In the dead vast and middle of the night. Marcellus and Bernardo. as they had deliver'd. Form of the thing. . 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. Two nights together had these gentlemen. Armed at point exactly. The apparition comes: I knew your father. whilst they. But where was this? Mar. and speak not to him. For God's love let me hear. each word made true and good. My lord. both in time. Stand dumb. cap-a-pe.Ham. These hands are not more like. And I with them the third night kept the watch: Where.

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

A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. My lord. very pale. from head to foot. Ham. Ham. yes. What. Pale or red? Hor. O. look'd he frowningly? Hor. And fix'd his eyes upon you? Hor. Most constantly. I would I had been there. Then saw you not his face? Hor. . From top to toe? Both. Nay. my lord: he wore his beaver up. Ham. Ham. Ham.Ham.

Very like. though hell itself should gape And bid me hold my peace. as I have seen it in his life. Hor. A sable silver'd. While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. I warr'nt it will. It would have much amaz'd you. longer. Perchance 'twill walk again. very like. and Ber. Hor. Ham. If you . If it assume my noble father's person. Ham.Hor. I'll speak to it. Ham. Ham. It was. I will watch to-night. Stay'd it long? Hor. I pray you all.--no? Hor. Mar. Not when I saw't. His beard was grizzled. Longer.

Let it be tenable in your silence still. I'll visit you. Though all the earth o'erwhelm them. and Bernardo. All.] My father's spirit in arms! All is not well. fare ye well: Upon the platform. but no tongue: I will requite your loves. And whatsoever else shall hap to-night. Our duty to your honour. Marcellus. I doubt some foul play: would the night were come! Till then sit still. Give it an understanding. as mine to you: farewell. 'twixt eleven and twelve. Ham. Your loves. [Exit. to men's eyes. [Exeunt Horatio.] . So. my soul: foul deeds will rise.have hitherto conceal'd this sight.

[Enter Laertes and Ophelia. Hold it a fashion.] Laer. For Hamlet. The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal. Do you doubt that? Laer. Think it no more: For nature. does not grow alone In thews and bulk. but as this temple waxes. Oph. Oph.Scene III. Forward. as the winds give benefit And convoy is assistant. and the trifling of his favour. A room in Polonius's house. not lasting. My necessaries are embark'd: farewell: And. do not sleep. Perhaps he loves you now. The perfume and suppliance of a minute. And now no soil nor cautel doth . crescent. and a toy in blood: A violet in the youth of primy nature. No more. sister. not permanent. sweet. No more but so? Laer. But let me hear from you.

Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain If with too credent ear you list his songs. Then if he says he loves you. For he himself is subject to his birth: He may not.besmirch The virtue of his will: but you must fear. my dear sister. Fear it. And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd Unto the voice and yielding of that body Whereof he is the head. which is no further Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. fear it. It fits your wisdom so far to believe it As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed. 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 . as unvalu'd persons do. Or lose your heart. or your chaste treasure open To his unmaster'd importunity. his will is not his own. Carve for himself. for on his choice depends The safety and health of this whole state. His greatness weigh'd. Ophelia. Out of the shot and danger of desire. And keep you in the rear of your affection.

good my brother. Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven. best safety lies in fear: Youth to itself rebels. though none else near. as some ungracious pastors do. for shame! The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail. And you are stay'd for. I shall th' effect of this good lesson keep As watchman to my heart. Be wary then. Oph. I stay too long:--but here my father comes. fear me not. There. Do not. Laer. Laertes! aboard. Occasion smiles upon a second leave.] A double blessing is a double grace. O. Yet here. But. [Enter Polonius. aboard. Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads And recks not his own read. like a puff'd and reckless libertine.--my . Pol. Whilst.liquid dew of youth Contagious blastments are most imminent.

rich. but reserve thy judgment. Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel. but by no means vulgar.blessing with thee! [Laying his hand on Laertes's head. Be thou familiar. Neither a borrower nor a lender be: For loan oft loses both itself and friend.] And these few precepts in thy memory Look thou character. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy. Give thy thoughts no tongue. Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Give every man thine ear. But not express'd in fancy. But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd. Those friends thou hast. and their adoption tried. being in. unfledg'd comrade. And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous chief in that. not gaudy: For the apparel oft proclaims the man. And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. but. Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of steel. but few thy voice: Take each man's censure. This above all.--to thine .

Laer. my lord. Laer. he hath said to you? Oph. go. Pol. as the night the day. your servants tend. What is't. Farewell. The time invites you. So please you. Farewell: my blessing season this in thee! Laer. Oph. Thou canst not then be false to any man.own self be true. Ophelia. [Exit. 'Tis in my memory lock'd. and remember well What I have said to you. And you yourself shall keep the key of it.] Pol. something touching the . And it must follow. Most humbly do I take my leave. Farewell. Ophelia.

He hath. Marry. what I should think. Pol. I'll teach you: think yourself a baby. my lord. my lord. What is between you? give me up the truth. Pol.--as so 'tis put on me.Lord Hamlet. Marry. If it be so. well bethought: 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late Given private time to you. Oph. And that in way of caution. as you call them? Oph. Do you believe his tenders.--I must tell you You do not understand yourself so clearly As it behooves my daughter and your honour. I do not know. Unsifted in such perilous circumstance. and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. of late made many tenders Of his affection to me. Pol. That you have ta'en these tenders for . Affection! pooh! you speak like a green girl.

For Lord Hamlet. Or. Giving more light than heat. my lord. that he is . go to.--you'll tender me a fool. Pol. how prodigal the soul Lends the tongue vows: these blazes. Set your entreatments at a higher rate Than a command to parley. as it is a-making. Ay.--extinct in both. Ay. From this time Be something scanter of your maiden presence. daughter. Oph. Wronging it thus. My lord. And hath given countenance to his speech. go to. Pol. Believe so much in him. fashion you may call it. springes to catch woodcocks. Oph.true pay. Which are not sterling.You must not take for fire. Even in their promise.-. When the blood burns.--not to crack the wind of the poor phrase. Tender yourself more dearly. With almost all the holy vows of heaven. he hath importun'd me with love In honourable fashion. I do know.

I would not. Oph. my lord. This is for all. The better to beguile.young.] .-.-Not of that dye which their investments show. I shall obey. Ophelia. I charge you. come your ways. [Exeunt. Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds. from this time forth Have you so slander any moment leisure As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet. Look to't. in plain terms. Do not believe his vows. And with a larger tether may he walk Than may be given you: in few. for they are brokers. But mere implorators of unholy suits.

[A flourish of trumpets. my lord? Ham. and ordnance shot off within. No. Ham. it is struck. The air bites shrewdly. I think it lacks of twelve. The platform. it is very cold. The King doth wake to-night and takes . [Enter Hamlet. Indeed? I heard it not: then draws near the season Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk. What hour now? Hor. It is a nipping and an eager air.] Ham. Horatio. Hor. Mar. Hor. and Marcellus.] What does this mean.Scene IV.

Is it a custom? Ham.--though I am native here. marry. Keeps wassail. as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down.--that these . The pith and marrow of our attribute. and with swinish phrase Soil our addition.-By the o'ergrowth of some complexion. Ay. Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason. it takes From our achievements. So oft it chances in particular men That. and the swaggering up-spring reels. And.--it is a custom More honour'd in the breach than the observance. Or by some habit. and. As in their birth. And to the manner born. But to my mind. that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners.his rouse. This heavy-headed revel east and west Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations: They clepe us drunkards. The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge. is't. for some vicious mole of nature in them. though perform'd at height. indeed. Since nature cannot choose his origin. Hor.--wherein they are not guilty.

hearsed in death. I say. the stamp of one defect. royal Dane. Be thy intents wicked or charitable.-. Being nature's livery.-Their virtues else.-. As infinite as man may undergo. Angels and ministers of grace defend us!-. King. or fortune's star. answer me! Let me not burst in ignorance. Have burst their cerements.--be they as pure as grace. it comes! [Enter Ghost. Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell.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. Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd.men. Thou com'st in such a questionable shape That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet. O. Hor.] Ham. Look. father. my lord. why the sepulchre. Hath .Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd.Carrying. but tell Why thy canoniz'd bones.

No. Making night hideous. It beckons you to go away with it. and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? Say. dead corse. As if it some impartment did desire To you alone.] Hor. Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon. It will not speak. That thou. then will I follow it. why is this? wherefore? what should we do? [Ghost beckons Hamlet. Hor. Ham.op'd his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again! What may this mean. by no means. again in complete steel. Mar. Do not. Look with what courteous action It waves you to a more removed ground: But do not go with it! Hor. . my lord.

Be rul'd. Ham. It waves me still. Being a thing immortal as itself? It waves me forth again. Why. I'll follow thee. What if it tempt you toward the flood. Hor. Hold off your hands. into every brain That looks so many fadoms to the sea And hears it roar beneath. Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff That beetles o'er his base into the sea.Go on.Ham. And there assume some other horrible form Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason. You shall not go. And for my soul. And draw you into madness? think of it: The very place puts toys of desperation. Hor. . my lord.--I'll follow it.-. Mar. what can it do to that. Ham. you shall not go. Without more motive. what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee. my lord.

-[Breaking free from them. Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination. I'll follow thee. away!--Go on. My fate cries out.] Hor.] Still am I call'd. Let's follow. [Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet.--To what issue will this come? Mar.-[Ghost beckons. gentlemen.Ham. And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve. Have after. Mar.I say. 'tis not fit thus to obey him. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. I'll make a ghost of him that lets me!-.--unhand me.] By heaven. .

let's follow him. [Exeunt. Heaven will direct it. Nay.] .Hor. Mar.

Scene V. Ham. poor ghost! Ghost. Whither wilt thou lead me? speak! I'll go no further. but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall unfold. Ham. Speak. So art thou to revenge. My hour is almost come. Pity me not. Ghost. Ghost. A more remote part of the Castle.] Ham. [Enter Ghost and Hamlet. Ghost. Alas. when thou shalt hear. I will. .I am bound to hear. Ham. Mark me. When I to sulph'uous and tormenting flames Must render up myself.

What? Ghost. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. O God! Ghost.Ham. Thy knotted and combined locks to part. freeze thy young blood. Make thy two eyes. . like stars. I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul. Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purg'd away. And for the day confin'd to wastein fires. start from their spheres.--List. list!-.If thou didst ever thy dear father love-Ham. I am thy father's spirit. O. Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night. 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.

Haste me to know't. and unnatural. that incestuous. sleeping in my orchard. May sweep to my revenge. with traitorous gifts. Ham.-.Ham. strange. I find thee apt. 'Tis given out that. A serpent stung me. With witchcraft of his wit. but know. Ham. with wings as swift As meditation or the thoughts of love. that I. Now. as in the best it is. hear. Wouldst thou not stir in this. O my prophetic soul! Mine uncle! Ghost. that have the .O wicked wit and gifts. The serpent that did sting thy father's life Now wears his crown. Hamlet. Ay. thou noble youth. But this most foul. Murder most foul. Murder! Ghost. so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abus'd. Ghost. And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf. that adulterate beast.

whose love was of that dignity That it went hand in hand even with the vow I made to her in marriage. like eager droppings into milk. Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven. so did it mine. And in the porches of my ears did pour The leperous distilment. as it never will be mov'd. And a most . The thin and wholesome blood. Will sate itself in a celestial bed And prey on garbage. My custom always of the afternoon.--Sleeping within my orchard. though to a radiant angel link'd. what a falling-off was there! From me. swift as quicksilver. Brief let me be. But soft! methinks I scent the morning air. whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man That. it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body. Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole. And with a sudden vigour it doth posset And curd. and to decline Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor To those of mine! But virtue.power So to seduce!--won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen: O Hamlet. So lust. With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial.

No reckoning made. at once dispatch'd: Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin. To prick and sting her. Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge. fie!--Hold. with vile and loathsome crust All my smooth body. Fare thee well at once! The glowworm shows the matin to be near. Thus was I. of crown. horrible! O. horrible! most horrible! If thou hast nature in thee. sleeping. howsoever thou pursu'st this act. [Exit. nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught: leave her to heaven. But. but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head: O. O all you host of heaven! O earth! what else? And shall I couple hell? O. unanel'd. my . by a brother's hand. Of life. adieu! Hamlet. remember me. Unhous'led. bear it not.instant tetter bark'd about. Most lazar-like. Taint not thy mind.] Ham. disappointed. of queen. And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire: Adieu.

At least. from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records. uncle.-- . while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. grow not instant old. my sinews. all forms. Hor. there you are. That one may smile. And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain. [Within.] My lord. and smile. it may be so in Denmark: [Writing. my lord. But bear me stiffly up. I am sure.O most pernicious woman! O villain. Now to my word. All saws of books. villain. It is 'Adieu. adieu! remember me:' I have sworn't. That youth and observation copied there. smiling. by heaven!-.] So.--Remember thee! Ay. and be a villain.heart.--meet it is I set it down. all pressures past. thou poor ghost. Remember thee! Yea. And you. Unmix'd with baser matter: yes. damned villain! My tables.

-Hor.Mar. Good my lord. you'll reveal it. ho. [Enter Horatio and Marcellus. ho. ho. come. So be it! Mar. boy! Come.] Lord Hamlet. my lord. Hillo. O. my lord? Ham. my lord! Ham.] Mar. Not I. tell it. wonderful! Hor. What news. [Within. No. by heaven. bird. How is't. Ham.] Heaven secure him! Ham. [Within. . my noble lord? Hor. [Within.] Illo. ho. Hor.

you are i' the right. my lord. There needs no ghost.But you'll be secret? Hor.For every man hath business and desire. without more circumstance at all. as your business and desires shall point you. Such as it is. come from the grave To tell us this.--and for my own poor part. by heaven. Ham. my lord. There's ne'er a villain dwelling in all Denmark But he's an arrant knave. Why. my lord. I'll go pray.Mar. And so. . right. Nor I. These are but wild and whirling words. and Mar.-. How say you then. Ham. Hor. Ham. Ay. I hold it fit that we shake hands and part: You. my lord. Hor. Look you. would heart of man once think it?-.

Ham. but there is. In faith. Hor. And now. .-. Nay. Touching this vision here. As you are friends. not I.It is an honest ghost. Ham. Yes. Never make known what you have seen to-night. we will not. O'ermaster't as you may. my lord. Ham. scholars. What is't. faith. Hor. heartily. My lord. but swear't. Hor. and soldiers. that let me tell you: For your desire to know what is between us. by Saint Patrick. Yes. my lord? we will. heartily. good friends. Horatio. There's no offence. and Mar. Hor.Ham. And much offence too. Give me one poor request. My lord. I'm sorry they offend you.

] Swear. Swear by my sword. ha boy! say'st thou so? art thou there. truepenny?-. Ham. [Beneath. in faith. Ham. Propose the oath. upon my sword.Consent to swear.-. gentlemen.-.] Swear.Mar. my lord. Nor I. Indeed. Hor. And lay . already. Mar. my lord. my lord.Come on!--you hear this fellow in the cellarage. We have sworn. Ghost. Never to speak of this that you have seen. indeed. Upon my sword. Ha.Come hither. Ham. Hic et ubique? then we'll shift our ground. Ghost. Ham. Ham. [Beneath.

Ham. [Beneath.] Swear. never. so help you mercy. O day and night. or this head-shake. never shall. old mole! canst work i' the earth so fast? A worthy pioner!--Once more remove.As I. at such times seeing me. There are more things in heaven and earth. Swear by my sword. Horatio. perchance.That you.-. But come. hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on. Hor. As 'Well. good friends. How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself. we . Ghost.-. Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase. Well said. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.-. but this is wondrous strange! Ham.Here. well. With arms encumber'd thus.your hands again upon my sword: Never to speak of this that you have heard. as before. Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

[Exeunt. Swear. or 'There be. Rest.know'. Ghost. And still your fingers on your lips. That ever I was born to set it right!-. I pray.Nay. Ham. an if they might'. an if we would'. Let us go in together. rest. shall not lack. let's go together. to express his love and friending to you. gentlemen.] . or 'We could. With all my love I do commend me to you: And what so poor a man as Hamlet is May do.] Swear.-. The time is out of joint:--O cursed spite. So grace and mercy at your most need help you. perturbed spirit!--So. come. God willing. [Beneath. to note That you know aught of me:--this is not to do.Or 'If we list to speak'.-Or such ambiguous giving out.

to make inquiry Of his behaviour. very well said. come you more nearer Than your . [Enter Polonius and Reynaldo. What company. and who. Give him this money and these notes. Rey. A room in Polonius's house. Look you. my lord. Reynaldo. Rey. sir. Before You visit him. I will. and where they keep. good Reynaldo. Scene I. what means. well said. You shall do marvellous wisely. That they do know my son. Marry. My lord. And how. Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris. By this encompassment and drift of question. at what expense.Act II. Pol. and finding. Pol. I did intend it.] Pol.

or drinking. Addicted so and so. Ay.--but. Rey.particular demands will touch it: Take you. quarrelling. swearing. Pol. none so rank As may dishonour him. Pol.--do you mark this.m. no. Reynaldo? Rey. wild. take heed of that. that would dishonour him. Rey. Pol. My lord. some distant knowledge of him. sir. my lord. But. 'And in part him. as you may season it in the . As gaming. my lord. and usual slips As are companions noted and most known To youth and liberty. he's very wild. Faith. such wanton. Ay. Drabbing:--you may go so far. 'I know his father and his friends.' and there put on him What forgeries you please. fencing. And in part hi. 'not well: But if't be he I mean. marry. as 'twere.' you may say. As thus. very well.

Pol. A savageness in unreclaimed blood.-Pol. or 'friend. Marry. here's my drift. That's not my meaning: but breathe his faults so quaintly That they may seem the taints of liberty. him you would sound.' or so. Your party in converse. Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes The youth you breathe of guilty. That he is open to incontinency. my good lord. 'Good sir.According to the phrase or the addition Of man and country.charge. Rey. 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. Wherefore should you do this? Rey. The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind. be assur'd He closes with you in this consequence. I would know that. sir.' or 'gentleman'-. my lord. Mark you. You must not put another scandal on him. But. Ay. . Of general assault.

or such. sir.'-. by my former lecture and advice. and.--or so forth. I was about to say something:--Where did I leave? Rey. my lord. a brothel. Pol. At 'closes in the consequence. At--closes in the consequence'--ay. or t'other day. and with assays of bias. With windlaces. Or then. marry! He closes with you thus:--'I know the gentleman. I saw him yesterday.' Pol.' and gentleman.-.--he does--What was I about to say?-. There was he gaming. And then. as you say. Shall you my son. there o'ertook in's rouse. By indirections find directions out: So. with such. 'I saw him enter such a house of sale. or then.Videlicet.See you now.Rey. There falling out at tennis': or perchance.By the mass. Very good. . does he this.' at 'friend or so. Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth: And thus do we of wisdom and of reach.

fare you well. Pol.] [Enter Ophelia. have you not? Rey. my lord. I shall. Well. God b' wi' you. Pol. Rey. Good my lord! Pol. Ophelia! what's the matter? . my lord.You have me. And let him ply his music. Rey. I have.] How now. Farewell! [Exit Reynaldo. Pol. My lord. Rey. Observe his inclination in yourself.

No hat upon his head. My lord. What said he? Oph.--he comes before me. Pol. My lord. his knees knocking each other.--with his doublet all unbrac'd. as I was sewing in my chamber. I have been so affrighted! Pol. Mad for thy love? Oph. Alas. With what. my lord. I do not know. his stockings foul'd. He took me by the wrist. i' the name of God? Oph. And with a look so piteous in purport As if he had been loosed out of hell To speak of horrors. But truly I do fear it. Lord Hamlet. And with his other hand thus o'er his brow. and down-gyved to his ankle. Then goes he to the length of all his arm. Ungart'red. Pale as his shirt. He falls to such perusal of my face As he would . Pol. and held me hard.Oph.

-. I did repel his letters and denied His access to me. I am sorry. he lets me go: And. And leads the will to desperate undertakings. have you given him any hard words of late? Oph.He rais'd a sigh so piteous and profound As it did seem to shatter all his bulk And end his being: that done. As oft as any passion under heaven That does afflict our natures. Pol. For out o' doors he went without their help. Pol.--a little shaking of mine arm. with his head over his shoulder turn'd He seem'd to find his way without his eyes. No.What. And to the last bended their light on me. I am sorry that . Long stay'd he so.draw it. but. as you did command. That hath made him mad. This is the very ecstasy of love. And thrice his head thus waving up and down. At last. my good lord. Come. Whose violent property fordoes itself.-. go with me: I will go seek the king.

which.with better heed and judgment I had not quoted him: I fear'd he did but trifle. 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. might move More grief to hide than hate to utter love. And meant to wreck thee. go we to the king: This must be known. [Exeunt. Come.] . being kept close.

and to gather. to us unknown. So much as from occasion you may glean. Since nor the exterior nor the inward man Resembles that it was. . More than his father's death. The need we have to use you did provoke Our hasty sending. afflicts him thus. [Enter King. Something have you heard Of Hamlet's transformation. That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court Some little time: so by your companies To draw him on to pleasures. so I call it.] King.Scene II. What it should be. Rosencrantz. dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern! Moreover that we much did long to see you. being of so young days brought up with him. I cannot dream of: I entreat you both That. lies within our remedy. open'd. And since so neighbour'd to his youth and humour. Guildenstern. Welcome. A room in the Castle. That. and Attendants. Whether aught. that thus hath put him So much from the understanding of himself.

Guil. Good gentlemen. by the sovereign power you have of us. some of . We both obey. If it will please you To show us so much gentry and good-will As to expend your time with us awhile. Thanks. To be commanded. Thanks. For the supply and profit of our hope. in the full bent. Ros.--Go. To lay our service freely at your feet. Put your dread pleasures more into command Than to entreaty. And here give up ourselves.Queen. Your visitation shall receive such thanks As fits a king's remembrance. Both your majesties Might. And sure I am two men there are not living To whom he more adheres. Queen. he hath much talk'd of you. Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern. Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz: And I beseech you instantly to visit My too-much-changed son. King.

you. my good lord. and some Attendants]. Thou still hast been the father of good news.] Pol. And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is. Both to my God and to my gracious king: And I do think. amen! [Exeunt Rosencrantz. Guildenstern. Heavens make our presence and our practices Pleasant and helpful to him! Queen.--that . Ay. Th' ambassadors from Norway. King. my good liege. my lord? Assure you. Pol. Have I. [Enter Polonius.--or else this brain of mine Hunts not the trail of policy so sure As it hath us'd to do. I hold my duty. as I hold my soul. Are joyfully return'd. Guil.

Well. Pol. Thyself do grace to them. King. I doubt it is no other but the main.] He tells me.] . [Enter Polonius. that do I long to hear. speak of that.I have found The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy. and bring them in. we shall sift him. King. Give first admittance to the ambassadors. [Exit Polonius. King. My news shall be the fruit to that great feast.-His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage. my sweet queen. Queen. with Voltimand and Cornelius. he hath found The head and source of all your son's distemper. O.

Upon our first.Welcome. which he. Gives him three thousand crowns in annual fee. Whereon old Norway. So levied as before. Voltimand. in brief.-. But. better look'd into. herein further shown. in fine. and impotence Was falsely borne in hand. Makes vow before his uncle never more To give th' assay of arms against your majesty.That so his sickness. And his commission to employ those soldiers. he truly found It was against your highness. [Gives a paper. which to him appear'd To be a preparation 'gainst the Polack. he sent out to suppress His nephew's levies. obeys. and. On such regards of safety and . my good friends! Say.] That it might please you to give quiet pass Through your dominions for this enterprise.--sends out arrests On Fortinbras. whereat griev'd. age. what from our brother Norway? Volt. overcome with joy. Most fair return of greetings and desires. against the Polack: With an entreaty. Receives rebuke from Norway.

What is't but to be nothing else but mad? But let that go. since brevity is the soul of wit. at night we'll feast together: Most welcome home! [Exeunt Voltimand and Cornelius. Why day is day. what duty is. I will be brief:--your noble son is mad: Mad call I it. and madam.My liege. and time. Answer. It likes us well. More matter. And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes. and time is time. And at our more consider'd time we'll read. King. day.] Pol. Meantime we thank you for your well-took labour: Go to your rest. Madam. with less art. Were nothing but to waste night.--to expostulate What majesty should be. Therefore. That he . night is night. I swear I use no art at all. This business is well ended. and think upon this business.allowance As therein are set down.-. for to define true madness. Queen. Pol.

And pity 'tis 'tis true: a foolish figure.is mad. But never doubt I love. and surmise. I am ill at these numbers. 'tis true: 'tis true 'tis pity. in her duty and obedience.'-. these. Good madam. Mad let us grant him then: and now remains That we find out the cause of this effect. Doubt that the sun doth move.--have whilst she is mine. mark. [Reads. Thus: [Reads.] 'To the celestial. a vile phrase. I have not art to reckon my groans: but that I love thee . and the remainder thus. 'beautified' is a vile phrase: but you shall hear. stay awhile.' Queen.That's an ill phrase. But farewell it. I will be faithful. Hath given me this: now gather. I have a daughter. for I will use no art. &c. the most beautified Ophelia. Or rather say.] 'Doubt thou the stars are fire. 'O dear Ophelia.] 'In her excellent white bosom. the cause of this defect. Doubt truth to be a liar.-Who. Came this from Hamlet to her? Pol. Perpend. For this effect defective comes by cause: Thus it remains. [Reads. and my soul's idol.

in obedience. HAMLET. whilst this machine is to him.-. most dear lady. hath his solicitings. mute and dumb.-. Pol. Before my daughter told me. believe it. But how hath she Receiv'd his love? Pol. hath my daughter show'd me. When I had seen this hot love on the wing. Or given my heart a winking. If I had play'd the desk or table-book. Or my dear majesty your queen here. And more above. What do you think of me? King. O most best. Adieu. But what might you think. As they fell out by time. out of thy sphere.-.what might you. I would fain prove so. and place. 'Thine evermore. Or look'd upon this love with idle sight.best. All given to mine ear. And my young mistress thus I did bespeak: 'Lord Hamlet is a prince. I went round to work. think.' This.As I perceiv'd it. As of a man faithful and honourable. I must tell you that.What might you think? No. This must . by means. King.

Admit no messengers. I will find Where truth is hid. Do you think 'tis this? Queen. King. It may be. Pol. though it were hid indeed Within the .-.That I have positively said ''Tis so. receive no tokens.Fell into a sadness. And all we wail for.] If circumstances lead me. then into a fast. Which done. Thence to a lightness. very likely. Not that I know. Take this from this. Into the madness wherein now he raves. Hath there been such a time. And he.--I'd fain know that-.--a short tale to make.not be:' and then I precepts gave her. thence into a weakness. if this be otherwise: [Points to his head and shoulder. Thence to a watch.' When it prov'd otherwise? King. That she should lock herself from his resort. repulsed. Pol. she took the fruits of my advice. and. by this declension.

How may we try it further? Pol. both away I'll board him presently:--O. So he does indeed. King. Pol. I do beseech you. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him: Be you and I behind an arras then. But look where sadly the poor wretch comes reading. You know sometimes he walks for hours together Here in the lobby. . give me leave. Queen. Away. Pol. King. Queen. Mark the encounter: if he love her not. And he not from his reason fall'n thereon Let me be no assistant for a state.centre. But keep a farm and carters. We will try it.

] [Enter Hamlet. to be honest. as this world goes. my lord! Ham. reading. Not I. For if the sun breed maggots in a dead . Ham. Honest. That's very true. Do you know me.] How does my good Lord Hamlet? Ham.[Exeunt King. Ay. my lord. is to be one man picked out of ten thousand. Well. sir. my lord. and Attendants. Pol. Pol. Queen. Pol. Then I would you were so honest a man. Excellent well. Pol. you're a fishmonger. God-a-mercy. my lord? Ham. Ham.

Pol.] Still harping on my daughter:--yet he knew me not at first. I mean. I'll speak to him again. my lord. my lord? Ham. I have. but not as your daughter may conceive:--friend. words. very near this. Let her not walk i' the sun: conception is a blessing. my lord? Ham. Pol. Ham.dog. words.--What do you read.--Have you a daughter? Pol. my lord. How say you by that?--[Aside. . look to't. the matter that you read. What is the matter. he said I was a fishmonger: he is far gone. Words. being a god-kissing carrion. far gone: and truly in my youth I suffered much extremity for love. Between who? Pol.

Will you walk out of the air. sir: for the satirical slave says here that old men have grey beards.] How pregnant sometimes his replies are! a happiness that often madness hits on.] Though this be madness. Indeed. their eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum. together with most weak hams: all which. for you yourself. sir. which reason and sanity could not so prosperously be delivered of. though I most powerfully and potently believe. yet there is a method in't. sir. like a crab. that their faces are wrinkled. [Aside. yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down. my lord? Ham. should be old as I am. Pol.-. and that they have a plentiful lack of wit. Slanders. I will leave him and suddenly contrive the means of meeting between him . Into my grave? Pol. if.Ham. [Aside. that is out o' the air. you could go backward.

sir.] God save you. You cannot. except my life. there he is.and my daughter. Pol. My honoured lord! Ros. Ros. take from me anything that I will more willingly part withal. my lord.--except my life. You go to seek the Lord Hamlet.--My honourable lord. These tedious old fools! [Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.] Pol. Ham. I will most humbly take my leave of you. Fare you well. [To Polonius. My most dear lord! .] Guil. except my life. Ham. sir! [Exit Polonius.

On fortune's cap we are not the very button. most true. Faith. she is a strumpet. My excellent good friends! How dost thou. Rosencrantz! Good lads. my lord. . Ham. but that the world's grown honest. What's the news? Ros. In the secret parts of fortune? O. how do ye both? Ros. my lord. None. Guildenstern? Ah. her privates we. Nor the soles of her shoe? Ros. Guil. Then you live about her waist.Ham. As the indifferent children of the earth. Neither. Ham. or in the middle of her favours? Guil. Happy in that we are not over-happy. Ham.

but your news is not true. my good friends. 'tis too narrow for your mind. Ham. your ambition makes it one. Why. my lord! Ham. Ros. deserved at the hands of fortune. Denmark's a prison. Let me question more in particular: what have you. . in which there are many confines. my lord. Denmark being one o' the worst. for there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison. Ros. that she sends you to prison hither? Guil. Prison. Ros. then. Then is the world one. and dungeons. We think not so. Why. then 'tis none to you. Ham.Ham. wards. Then is doomsday near. A goodly one.

to speak to you like an honest man. O God. Ros. and Guild. A dream itself is but a shadow. Shall we to the court? for. Then are our beggars bodies. and count myself a king of infinite space. Which dreams. Ham. I am most dreadfully . Guil. by my fay.Ham. indeed. I could be bounded in a nutshell. are ambition. Truly. No such matter: I will not sort you with the rest of my servants. were it not that I have bad dreams. Ham. I cannot reason. We'll wait upon you. Ros. for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. and I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality that it is but a shadow's shadow. and our monarchs and outstretch'd heroes the beggars' shadows. Ham. for.

Ros.attended. But. by . What should we say. my lord? Ham. in the beaten way of friendship. Beggar that I am. Ham. my lord? Ham. deal justly with me: come. but I thank you: and sure. come. speak. what make you at Elsinore? Ros. my thanks are too dear a halfpenny. and there is a kind of confession in your looks. To what end. I am even poor in thanks. Guil. To visit you. Were you not sent for? Is it your own inclining? Is it a free visitation? Come. by the rights of our fellowship. That you must teach me. Why. You were sent for. But let me conjure you. nay. no other occasion. anything--but to the purpose. my lord. which your modesties have not craft enough to colour: I know the good king and queen have sent for you. dear friends.

this majestical roof fretted with golden fire. I will tell you why. [Aside. be even and direct with me.--but wherefore I know not. and by what more dear a better proposer could charge you withal. look you.--lost all my mirth. and your secrecy to the king and queen moult no feather. then. Ros. this most excellent canopy.--If you love me.] What say you? Ham. [To Guildenstern. hold not off. Guil. by the obligation of our ever-preserved love. I have an eye of you. and indeed. whether you were sent for or no. so shall my anticipation prevent your discovery. this brave o'erhanging firmament. My lord. it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame. we were sent for. I have of late. Ham. forgone all custom of exercises.] Nay. the earth.the consonancy of our youth. the air. it appears . seems to me a sterile promontory.--why.

to me. and hither are they coming to offer you service. He that plays the king shall be . my lord. how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet. there was no such stuff in my thoughts. what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me. how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension. Ros. when I said 'Man delights not me'? Ros. if you delight not in man. nor woman neither.no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. though by your smiling you seem to say so. My lord. what lenten entertainment the players shall receive from you: we coted them on the way. no. Ham. To think. Ham. What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving. Why did you laugh then.

the humorous man shall end his part in peace.--his majesty shall have tribute of me. or the blank verse shall halt for't. was better both ways. How chances it they travel? their residence. I think their inhibition comes by the means of the late innovation. are they not.welcome. the lover shall not sigh gratis.--the tragedians of the city. the adventurous knight shall use his foil and target. Ham. and the lady shall say her mind freely. Even those you were wont to take such delight in. Ham. the clown shall make those laugh whose lungs are tickle o' the sere. Ros. indeed. What players are they? Ros. Do they hold the same estimation they did when I was in the city? Are they so followed? Ros. . both in reputation and profit. No.

and so berattle the common stages. if they should grow themselves to common players.Ham.--that many wearing rapiers are afraid of goose-quills and dare scarce come thither. an aery of children. Ham. and the nation holds it no sin to tarre them to controversy: there was. Nay. How comes it? do they grow rusty? Ros. 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. sir.--their writers do them wrong to make them exclaim against their own succession? Ros.--as it is most like. their endeavour keeps in the wonted pace: but there is. What. no . that cry out on the top of question.--so they call them. Faith. if their means are no better. for awhile. and are most tyrannically clapped for't: these are now the fashion. little eyases. there has been much to do on both sides.

fifty. . a hundred ducats a-piece for his picture in little. Ham. and those that would make mouths at him while my father lived. Hercules and his load too. forty. Is't possible? Guil.] Guil. It is not very strange. there has been much throwing about of brains. Do the boys carry it away? Ros. O. Ay. 'Sblood. give twenty. that they do. if philosophy could find it out. There are the players. my lord.money bid for argument unless the poet and the player went to cuffs in the question. there is something in this more than natural. [Flourish of trumpets within. Ham. for my uncle is king of Denmark. Ham.

--and you too. which I tell you must show fairly outward.--at each ear a hearer: that great baby you see there is not yet out of his swaddling clouts. Gentlemen. gentlemen! Ham. should more appear like entertainment than yours. Hark you. You are welcome: but my uncle-father and aunt-mother are deceived. In what. Guil. I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw. Well be with you. Guildenstern.] Pol. come: the appurtenance of welcome is fashion and ceremony: let me comply with you in this garb. Your hands. you are welcome to Elsinore. my dear lord? Ham. .Ham. [Enter Polonius. lest my extent to the players.

Ros. Happily he's the second time come to them; for they say an old man is twice a child. Ham. I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the players; mark it.--You say right, sir: o' Monday morning; 'twas so indeed. Pol. My lord, I have news to tell you. Ham. My lord, I have news to tell you. When Roscius was an actor in Rome,-Pol. The actors are come hither, my lord. Ham. Buzz, buzz! Pol. Upon my honour,-Ham. Then came each actor on his ass,-Pol. The best actors in the world, either for tragedy, comedy, history, pastoral, pastoral-comical, historical-pastoral,

tragical-historical, tragical-comical-historical-pastoral, scene individable, or poem unlimited: Seneca cannot be too heavy nor Plautus too light. For the law of writ and the liberty, these are the only men. Ham. O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou! Pol. What treasure had he, my lord? Ham. Why-- 'One fair daughter, and no more, The which he loved passing well.'

Pol. [Aside.] Still on my daughter. Ham. Am I not i' the right, old Jephthah? Pol. If you call me Jephthah, my lord, I have a daughter that I love passing well. Ham. Nay, that follows not.

Pol. What follows, then, my lord? Ham. Why-- 'As by lot, God wot,' and then, you know, 'It came to pass, as most like it was--' The first row of the pious chanson will show you more; for look where my abridgment comes. [Enter four or five Players.] You are welcome, masters; welcome, all:--I am glad to see thee well.--welcome, good friends.--O, my old friend! Thy face is valanc'd since I saw thee last; comest thou to beard me in Denmark?--What, my young lady and mistress! By'r lady, your ladyship is nearer to heaven than when I saw you last, by the altitude of a chopine. Pray God, your voice, like a piece of uncurrent gold, be not cracked within the ring.--Masters, you are all welcome. We'll e'en to't like French falconers, fly at anything we see: we'll have a speech straight: come, give us a taste of your quality: come, a passionate speech.

I Play. What speech, my lord? Ham. I heard thee speak me a speech once,--but it was never acted; or if it was, not above once; for the play, I remember, pleased not the million, 'twas caviare to the general; but it was,--as I received it, and others, whose judgments in such matters cried in the top of mine,--an excellent play, well digested in the scenes, set down with as much modesty as cunning. I remember, one said there were no sallets in the lines to make the matter savoury, nor no matter in the phrase that might indite the author of affectation; but called it an honest method, as wholesome as sweet, and by very much more handsome than fine. One speech in it I chiefly loved: 'twas AEneas' tale to Dido, and thereabout of it especially where he speaks of Priam's slaughter: if it live in your memory, begin at this line;--let me see, let me see:-The rugged Pyrrhus, like th' Hyrcanian

beast,-it is not so:-- it begins with Pyrrhus:-'The rugged Pyrrhus,--he whose sable arms, Black as his purpose,did the night resemble When he lay couched in the ominous horse,-Hath now this dread and black complexion smear'd With heraldry more dismal; head to foot Now is be total gules; horridly trick'd With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, Bak'd and impasted with the parching streets, That lend a tyrannous and a damned light To their vile murders: roasted in wrath and fire, And thus o'ersized with coagulate gore, With eyes like carbuncles, the hellish Pyrrhus Old grandsire Priam seeks.' So, proceed you. Pol. 'Fore God, my lord, well spoken, with good accent and good discretion. I Play. Anon he finds him, Striking too

Out. Then senseless Ilium. A silence in the heavens. like a neutral to his will and matter. Fortune! All . Pyrrhus stood. lies where it falls. the rack stand still. But with the whiff and wind of his fell sword The unnerved father falls. But as we often see. against some storm. seem'd i' the air to stick: So. with flaming top Stoops to his base. Which was declining on the milky head Of reverend Priam.short at Greeks: his antique sword. Rebellious to his arm. A roused vengeance sets him new a-work. forg'd for proof eterne. so. in rage strikes wide. The bold winds speechless. Did nothing. after Pyrrhus' pause. With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword Now falls on Priam. as a painted tyrant. out. and with a hideous crash Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear: for lo! his sword. And. Seeming to feel this blow. anon the dreadful thunder Doth rend the region. Repugnant to command: unequal match'd. And never did the Cyclops' hammers fall On Mars's armour.-. and the orb below As hush as death. Pyrrhus at Priam drives. thou strumpet.

or he sleeps:--say on. Ham. come to Hecuba. As low as to the fiends! Pol. Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel. This is too long. In general synod. take away her power.--Pr'ythee say on.-. About her lank and all o'erteemed loins. That's good! 'Mobled queen' is good. in the alarm of . and for a robe. 'The mobled queen'? Pol.-Ham. had seen the mobled queen. A blanket. I Play. But who.you gods. And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven. O who.He's for a jig or a tale of bawdry. It shall to the barber's. a clout upon that head Where late the diadem stood. threatening the flames With bisson rheum. I Play. Run barefoot up and down. with your beard.

-. Pol. and has tears in's eyes. And passion in the gods. 'Gainst Fortune's state would treason have pronounc'd: But if the gods themselves did see her then. When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport In mincing with his sword her husband's limbs. no more! Ham. The instant burst of clamour that she made.Good my lord.-Unless things mortal move them not at all. Look. Pol. 'Tis well.fear caught up. for they are the abstracts and brief chronicles of the time. with tongue in venom steep'd.--Pray you.-. My lord.-Would have made milch the burning eyes of heaven. will you see the players well bestowed? Do you hear? Let them be well used. I will use them according to . whether he has not turn'd his colour. I'll have thee speak out the rest of this soon. after your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live.Who this had seen.

man. sirs. Come. Ham. we'll hear a play to-morrow. Ay. old friend? Can you play 'The Murder of Gonzago'? I Play. We'll ha't to-morrow night.their desert. friends. study a speech of some dozen or sixteen lines which I would set down and insert . You could. Follow him. Take them in. Ham.] Dost thou hear me. for a need. Ham. [Exeunt Polonius with all the Players but the First. my lord. Pol. better: use every man after his desert. Odd's bodikin. and who should scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity: the less they deserve. the more merit is in your bounty.

Could force his soul so to his own conceit That from her working all his visage wan'd. Very well. what a rogue and peasant slave am I! Is it not monstrous that this player here. so. Good my lord! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. and look you mock him not. But in a fiction. my lord.]. I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore.in't? could you not? I Play. and Guild. O. and his . Ham.] Ham. A broken voice.] --My good friends [to Ros. God b' wi' ye! Now I am alone. Tears in his eyes. distraction in's aspect.--Follow that lord. [Exit First Player. Ay. Ros. Ay. in a dream of passion.

peak. and lack gall To make oppression bitter. Confound the ignorant. not for a king Upon whose property and most dear life A damn'd defeat was made. or he to Hecuba. and appal the free. Yet I. And can say nothing. and amaze. I should take it: for it cannot be But I am pigeon-liver'd. ha? 'Swounds. . indeed. That he should weep for her? What would he do. The very faculties of eyes and ears. or ere this I should have fatted all the region kites With this slave's offal: bloody. bawdy villain! Remorseless. Make mad the guilty. 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.whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing! For Hecuba? What's Hecuba to him. no. 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. A dull and muddy-mettled rascal. Like John-a-dreams. unpregnant of my cause.

Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell. and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy.-. vengeance! Why. I know my course. Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions. what an ass am I! This is most brave. though it have no tongue. I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench. will speak With most miraculous organ. my brain! I have heard That guilty creatures.As he is very potent with such spirits.treacherous. the son of a dear father murder'd. A scullion! Fie upon't! foh!--About. I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks.--the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape. Must. That I. like a whore.Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this. unpack my heart with words And fall a-cursing like a very drab. . kindless villain! O. yea. For murder. sitting at a play. lecherous.-.

] .[Exit.

Scene I. keeps aloof When we would bring him on to some confession Of his true state. Did he receive you well? Ros. . Ophelia. Most like a gentleman. Nor do we find him forward to be sounded. by no drift of circumstance. Polonius. [Enter King. He does confess he feels himself distracted. Grating so harshly all his days of quiet With turbulent and dangerous lunacy? Ros. Queen. with a crafty madness. But from what cause he will by no means speak. A room in the Castle. Queen. And can you. But. Guil. Rosencrantz.] King. and Guildenstern.ACT III. Get from him why he puts on this confusion.

Pol. And there did seem in him a kind of joy To hear of it: they are about the court. of our demands. but. and it doth much content me To hear him so inclin'd. And drive his purpose on to these delights. Did you assay him To any pastime? Ros. .Good gentlemen. Niggard of question. give him a further edge.-. Ros. And he beseech'd me to entreat your majesties To hear and see the matter. it so fell out that certain players We o'er-raught on the way: of these we told him. Queen. With all my heart. Madam. they have already order This night to play before him. as I think. And. Most free in his reply. 'Tis most true. King. But with much forcing of his disposition.Guil.

I wish it may. If't be the affliction of his love or no That thus he suffers for. unseen.--lawful espials.Ros. [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. as he is behav'd. may here Affront Ophelia: Her father and myself. Sweet Gertrude. Oph. [Exit Queen. leave us too.] . That he.And for your part. We shall. And gather by him. We may of their encounter frankly judge. Madam.Will so bestow ourselves that.-. To both your honours. as 'twere by accident. Ophelia. Queen. seeing. 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.] King. I shall obey you:-. my lord. For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither.

We will bestow ourselves.-.--that is the question:-.--Gracious.--We are oft to blame in this.Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to . To be. 'tis too true! How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience! The harlot's cheek. my lord.'Tis too much prov'd. beautied with plastering art. Ophelia. [Aside.] O.] Read on this book. so please you.--[To Ophelia. Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it Than is my deed to my most painted word: O heavy burden! Pol.] [Enter Hamlet. I hear him coming: let's withdraw. walk you here. That show of such an exercise may colour Your loneliness.Pol.] Ham.--that with devotion's visage And pious action we do sugar o'er The Devil himself. or not to be. King. [Exeunt King and Polonius.

-.suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune Or to take arms against a sea of troubles. the law's delay. Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time. there's the rub. And makes us rather bear those ills we . When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would these fardels bear.--'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die. And by opposing end them?--To die. from whose bourn No traveller returns. and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes. The pangs of despis'd love.-. But that the dread of something after death. and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to.To sleep! perchance to dream:--ay. When we have shuffled off this mortal coil.--puzzles the will.No more.--to sleep. and by a sleep to say we end The heartache. the proud man's contumely. The oppressor's wrong. The insolence of office.The undiscover'd country.-. To grunt and sweat under a weary life.--to sleep. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come.

My honour'd lord. in thy orisons Be all my sins remember'd. Oph. Oph. I never gave you aught. well. well. not I. Oph. now receive them. I pray you.--Soft you now! The fair Ophelia!--Nymph. I have remembrances of yours That I have longed long to re-deliver. you know right well you did.have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all. And enterprises of great pith and moment. My lord. No. And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought. And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd As made the things more . well. I humbly thank you. Ham. Good my lord. And lose the name of action. With this regard. How does your honour for this many a day? Ham. their currents turn awry.

There. Ha. truly. their perfume lost. Ham. Could beauty. What means your lordship? Ham. Are you fair? Oph. That if you be honest and fair. My lord? Ham. Oph. but now the time gives it proof. my lord. 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. Take these again.rich. for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind. my lord. I did . Ay. have better commerce than with honesty? Ham. ha! are you honest? Oph. your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty.

Ham. Where's your father? .love you once. Indeed. you made me believe so. What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves. Oph. believe none of us. You should not have believ'd me. Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest. my lord. with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in. Oph. all. but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me: I am very proud. or time to act them in. Go thy ways to a nunnery. ambitious. for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it: I loved you not. I was the more deceived. revengeful. imagination to give them shape. Ham.

if thou wilt needs marry. for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them. O. go. At home. God hath given you one face. To a nunnery. and you lisp. If thou dost marry. O heavenly powers. you amble.Oph.-. . Farewell.be thou as chaste as ice. Farewell. I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry. and quickly too. and you make yourselves another: you jig. and make your wantonness your ignorance. and nickname God's creatures. that he may play the fool nowhere but in's own house. go: farewell. help him. Get thee to a nunnery. as pure as snow. I have heard of your paintings too. well enough. Let the doors be shut upon him. restore him! Ham. marry a fool. you sweet heavens! Ham. Or. my lord. thou shalt not escape calumny. Oph. Ham. Oph.

tongue. The observ'd of all observers. it hath made me mad. woe is me. To a nunnery. what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's. O. shall live. I'll no more on't. soldier's. see what I see! [Re-enter King and Polonius. I say. [Exit. go. That unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth Blasted with ecstasy: O. scholar's. all but one. out of tune and harsh.] . the rest shall keep as they are. quite down! And I. Now see that noble and most sovereign reason.] Oph. sword.--quite. The expectancy and rose of the fair state. we will have no more marriages: those that are married already.Go to. of ladies most deject and wretched That suck'd the honey of his music vows. The glass of fashion and the mould of form. To have seen what I have seen. eye. Like sweet bells jangled.

There's something in his soul O'er which his melancholy sits on brood. Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus From fashion of himself. do as you please. so . Love! his affections do not that way tend. though it lack'd form a little. 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.--My lord. With variable objects. after the play. and countries different. Ophelia! You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said. But if you hold it fit. We heard it all.King. And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose Will be some danger: which for to prevent.--How now. What think you on't? Pol. It shall do well: but yet do I believe The origin and commencement of his grief Sprung from neglected love. Nor what he spake. Was not like madness. Let his queen mother all alone entreat him To show his grief: let her be round with him. And I'll be plac'd. shall expel This something-settled matter in his heart.

] .please you. in the ear Of all their conference. or confine him where Your wisdom best shall think. [Exeunt. King. It shall be so: Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go. To England send him. If she find him not.

for the most part.] Ham. I pray you. I Player. . to very rags. and. as I pronounced it to you. whirlwind of passion. who. to split the cars of the groundlings. I warrant your honour. as I may say. tempest. but use all gently: for in the very torrent. I had as lief the town crier spoke my lines. O. thus. it out-herods Herod: pray you avoid it. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand.Scene II. are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb shows and noise: I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant. A hall in the Castle. Speak the speech. you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters. trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it. as many of your players do. it offends me to the soul. [Enter Hamlet and cartain Players.

--not to speak it profanely. that. scorn her own image. pagan. there be players that I have seen play.--and heard others praise. though it make the unskilful laugh. Be not too tame neither. the word to the action. or come tardy off. nor man. they imitated humanity so abominably. cannot but make the judicious grieve. with this special observance. the censure of the which one must in your allowance. to hold. this overdone. that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature: for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing. the mirror up to nature. both at the first and now. and not made them well. whose end. nor the gait of Christian. o'erweigh a whole theatre of others. have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men. Now. neither having the accent of Christians. . O. to show virtue her own image. was and is. as 'twere. and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. and that highly.Ham. but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word.

I hope we have reform'd that indifferently with us. to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too. 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. Ham. And the queen too. [Exeunt Players. Bid the players make haste. Ham. my lord! will the king hear this piece of work? Pol. Rosencrantz.] [Enter Polonius. and Guildenstern.] How now. 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. sir. O. reform it altogether. . Go make you ready.I Player. and that presently.

O. my dear lord. Nay.] Will you two help to hasten them? Ros. at your service. sweet lord. and Guil. my lord. What. That no revenue hast. and Guil. do not think I flatter. To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flatter'd? .] Ham. [Exeunt Ros. Hor.[Exit Polonius. but thy good spirits. ho. Ham. Horatio. thou art e'en as just a man As e'er my conversation cop'd withal. Here. For what advancement may I hope from thee.-Ham. Horatio! [Enter Horatio.] Hor. We will.

There is a play to-night before the king.-. Dost thou hear? Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice.No. her election Hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been As one. and I will wear him In my heart's core. Give me that man That is not passion's slave. in suffering all. let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp. in my heart of heart. And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning. And my imaginations are as foul As . 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. One scene of it comes near the circumstance. ay. As I do thee. And could of men distinguish. when thou see'st that act a-foot. 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.--Something too much of this. that suffers nothing. Which I have told thee. It is a damned ghost that we have seen.

How fares our cousin Hamlet? Ham. Ophelia. I will pay the theft. Queen. we will both our judgments join In censure of his seeming. these words are not mine. Enter King. Polonius. I have nothing with this answer. Hamlet. Well. I must be idle: Get you a place. of the chameleon's dish: I eat the air. my lord: If he steal aught the whilst this play is playing. Excellent. They are coming to the play. For I mine eyes will rivet to his face. Hor. promise-crammed: you cannot feed capons so.Vulcan's stithy. Rosencrantz. A flourish. King. Ham. [Danish march. Guildenstern. And scape detecting. and others. Give him heedful note. i' faith.] King. . And. after.

Come hither. Ham. That did I. My lord. I did enact Julius Caesar. .Ham. they stay upon your patience. Queen. Brutus killed me. It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a calf there. you play'd once i' the university. I was kill'd i' the Capitol. you say? [To Polonius. Ham. my dear Hamlet.] Pol. and was accounted a good actor. No. here's metal more attractive.--Be the players ready? Ros. Ay. sit by me. Ham. my lord. nor mine now. my lord. No. What did you enact? Pol. good mother.

Oph. Ay. You are merry. Ham. O.] Oph. I mean. I think nothing. my head upon your lap? Oph. Do you think I meant country matters? Oph. my lord? Ham. my lord.] Ham. . ho! do you mark that? [To the King. Lady.Pol. my lord. Nothing. my lord. Oph. No. What is. my lord. shall I lie in your lap? [Lying down at Ophelia's feet. Ham. That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs. Ham.

for. O heavens! die two months ago. my lord. 'tis twice two months. So long? Nay then. The dumb show enters.] [Enter a King and a Queen very lovingly. I? Oph. Ay. let the devil wear black. the . he must build churches then. whose epitaph is 'For. for I'll have a suit of sables. by'r lady. O. Nay. and not forgotten yet? Then there's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year: but. the hobby-horse is forgot!' [Trumpets sound. Oph. Who.Ham. with the hobby-horse. O. Ham. my lord. Ham. O. and my father died within 's two hours. your only jig-maker! What should a man do but be merry? for look you how cheerfully my mother looks. or else shall he suffer not thinking on.

He takes her up. The Poisoner with some three or four Mutes. She kneels. she seems loth and unwilling awhile. takes off his crown.Queen embracing him and he her. finds the King dead. my lord? Ham. The Queen returns. and declines his head upon her neck: lays him down upon a bank of flowers: she. but in the end accepts his love. Anon comes in a fellow. it means mischief. pours poison in the king's ears. and makes passionate action. Oph. this is miching mallecho. . and exit. kisses it. comes in again. The dead body is carried away. seeing him asleep. Belike this show imports the argument of the play.] Oph. Marry. and makes show of protestation unto him. leaves him. seeming to lament with her.] [Exeunt. What means this. The Poisoner wooes the Queen with gifts.

Ham. Oph. Is this a prologue. Oph. they'll tell all. or any show that you'll show him: be not you ashamed to show. You are naught. Pro.[Enter Prologue. . you are naught: I'll mark the play. We beg your hearing patiently. or the posy of a ring? Oph. my lord. and for our tragedy.] Ham. For us. Ay. As woman's love. Ham. Here stooping to your clemency. 'Tis brief. We shall know by this fellow: the players cannot keep counsel. Will he tell us what this show meant? Ham. he'll not shame to tell you what it means.

Now. Yet. my fear is so: Where love is great. proof hath made you know. P. my lord. great love grows there.] P. So far from cheer and from your former state. And thirty dozen moons with borrow'd sheen About the world have times twelve thirties been. Queen. Since love our hearts. So many journeys may the sun and moon Make us again count o'er ere love be done! But. King. it nothing must: For women's fear and love holds quantity. and Hymen did our hands. you are so sick of late. the littlest doubts are fear. woe is me. That I distrust you. though I distrust. Unite commutual in most sacred bands. what my love is.[Enter a King and a Queen. And as my love is siz'd. Full thirty times hath Phoebus' cart gone round Neptune's salt wash and Tellus' orbed ground. Where little fears grow great. In neither aught. . Discomfort you. or in extremity.

Queen. Of violent birth. but poor validity: Which now. I must leave thee. Purpose is but the slave to memory. love. Most necessary 'tis that .P. Honour'd.-P. but none of love. and shortly too. The instances that second marriage move Are base respects of thrift. sticks on the tree. But fall unshaken when they mellow be. like fruit unripe. I do believe you think what now you speak. P. My operant powers their functions leave to do: And thou shalt live in this fair world behind. and haply one as kind For husband shalt thou. King. wormwood! P. A second time I kill my husband dead When second husband kisses me in bed. O. belov'd. Queen. But what we do determine oft we break.] Wormwood. [Aside. King. Faith. 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.

The passion ending. you mark his favourite flies. grief doth most lament. nor 'tis not strange That even our loves should with our fortunes change. The poor advanc'd makes friends of enemies. Whether love lead fortune. And hitherto doth love on fortune tend: For who not needs shall never lack a friend. The violence of either grief or joy Their own enactures with themselves destroy: Where joy most revels. This world is not for aye. . Grief joys. joy grieves.we forget To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt: What to ourselves in passion we propose.-Our wills and fates do so contrary run That our devices still are overthrown. Directly seasons him his enemy. For 'tis a question left us yet to prove. orderly to end where I begun. Our thoughts are ours. But. The great man down. or else fortune love. their ends none of our own: So think thou wilt no second husband wed. on slender accident. And who in want a hollow friend doth try. doth the purpose lose. But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead.

] Ham. If she should break it now! [To Ophelia. [Sleeps. 'Tis deeply sworn. And never come mischance between us twain! [Exit. Queen. Madam.P. King. and it destroy! Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife. methinks. 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! Each opposite that blanks the face of joy Meet what I would have well. If. My spirits grow dull. . Sleep rock thy brain. once a widow. leave me here awhile. Queen.] P. Sweet.] P. The lady protests too much. and fain I would beguile The tedious day with sleep. ever I be wife! Ham. Nor earth to me give food. how like you this play? Queen.

'tis a knavish piece of work: but what o' that? your majesty. . and we that have free souls. Have you heard the argument? Is there no offence in't? Ham.] This is one Lucianus. our withers are unwrung. it touches us not: let the gall'd jade wince. [Enter Lucianus. but she'll keep her word. how? Tropically. This play is the image of a murder done in Vienna: Gonzago is the duke's name.Ham. no! They do but jest. No. King. his wife. poison in jest. Baptista: you shall see anon. O. nephew to the King. no offence i' the world. What do you call the play? Ham. Marry. King. The Mouse-trap.

pox. my lord. Thy natural magic and dire property On wholesome life usurp immediately. my lord. So you must take your husbands. Still better. . thrice infected. Ham. murderer. Come:--'The croaking raven doth bellow for revenge. hands apt. Thou mixture rank. Thoughts black. It would cost you a groaning to take off my edge. leave thy damnable faces. Oph. Ham. and worse. You are keen. else no creature seeing. Ham. Oph. drugs fit. You are a good chorus. and time agreeing. With Hecate's ban thrice blasted.--Begin. Confederate season. and begin. of midnight weeds collected. you are keen. I could interpret between you and your love.' Luc. if I could see the puppets dallying.Oph.

His name's Gonzago: The story is extant. King. . He poisons him i' the garden for's estate. Oph. and written in very choice Italian. Ham. frighted with false fire! Queen. Give o'er the play. How fares my lord? Pol. you shall see anon how the murderer gets the love of Gonzago's wife. Give me some light:--away! All. lights! [Exeunt all but Hamlet and Horatio. Lights. The King rises. lights. Why. let the strucken deer go weep.] Ham.] Ham. What.[Pours the poison into the sleeper's ears.

sir? Hor. A whole one. O Damon dear.The hart ungalled play. I.Would not this. Hor. Upon the talk of the poisoning?-- . Half a share.-. This realm dismantled was Of Jove himself. Ham. O good Horatio. very--pajock. my lord. Ham. sir. You might have rhymed. For thou dost know. For some must watch. Ham. Very well. while some must sleep: So runs the world away.--with two Provincial roses on my razed shoes. I'll take the ghost's word for a thousand pound! Didst perceive? Hor. get me a fellowship in a cry of players. and a forest of feathers--if the rest of my fortunes turn Turk with me. and now reigns here A very.

ha!--Come. Good my lord. I did very well note him. the recorders!-.] Guil. some music! Come. Ay.Hor.For if the king like not the comedy. Ah. some music! [Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. rather with choler. Ham. perdy. Come. marvellous distempered. sir-Ham. what of him? Guil. Ham. my lord. belike he likes it not. a whole history. Why then. sir? Guil. No. Guil. With drink. The king. Sir. in his retirement. Is. . Ham. vouchsafe me a word with you. sir.

Your wisdom should show itself more richer to signify this to the doctor. The queen. Guil. You are welcome. sir:--pronounce. Ham. for me to put him to his purgation would perhaps plunge him into far more choler. this courtesy is not of the right breed. Guil. good my lord. I am tame. . I cannot. Ham. put your discourse into some frame. Nay. and start not so wildly from my affair. If it shall please you to make me a wholesome answer. in most great affliction of spirit. your pardon and my return shall be the end of my business.Ham. your mother. Ham. Good my lord. hath sent me to you. I will do your mother's commandment: if not. Sir. Guil.

you say. She desires to speak with you in her closet ere you go to bed. Ham. . or rather. Make you a wholesome answer. sir. my mother: therefore no more. My lord. Ham. my wit's diseased: but. my lord? Ham. you once did love me. such answer as I can make. that can so stonish a mother!--But is there no sequel at the heels of this mother's admiration? Ros. you shall command. Then thus she says: your behaviour hath struck her into amazement and admiration. We shall obey. were she ten times our mother.-Ros. as you say. Have you any further trade with us? Ros. O wonderful son. What. but to the matter: my mother.Guil.

by these pickers and stealers. Ros. sir. How can that be. but 'While the grass grows'--the proverb is something musty. what is your cause of distemper? you do.--To withdraw with you:--why do you go about to recover the wind of me. [Re-enter the Players. Ay. Ros. as if you would drive me into a toil? . surely. the recorders:--let me see one. bar the door upon your own liberty if you deny your griefs to your friend.] O. I lack advancement. And so I do still. with recorders. Good my lord.Ham. Ham. when you have the voice of the king himself for your succession in Denmark? Ham. Sir.

Will you play upon this pipe? Guil. I cannot. 'Tis as easy as lying: govern these ventages with your finger and thumb. I do not well understand that. My lord. these are the stops. Ham. Guil. and it will discourse most eloquent music. no touch of it. I pray you. Look you. Ham. Ham. I cannot. Ham. if my duty be too bold. Guil. I do beseech you. my lord. But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony. I know. Guil. give it breath with your mouth. O my lord. Believe me. my love is too unmannerly.Guil. . I have not the skill.

Ham. Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me. [Enter Polonius.] God bless you, sir! Pol. My lord, the queen would speak with you, and presently. Ham. Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel? Pol. By the mass, and 'tis like a camel indeed.

Ham. Methinks it is like a weasel. Pol. It is backed like a weasel. Ham. Or like a whale. Pol. Very like a whale. Ham. Then will I come to my mother by and by.--They fool me to the top of my bent.--I will come by and by. Pol. I will say so. [Exit.] Ham. By-and-by is easily said. [Exit Polonius.] --Leave me, friends. [Exeunt Ros, Guil., Hor., and Players.]

'Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on. Soft! now to my mother.-- O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom: Let me be cruel, not unnatural; I will speak daggers to her, but use none; My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites,-- How in my words somever she be shent, To give them seals never, my soul, consent! [Exit.]

Scene III. A room in the Castle. [Enter King, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern.] King. I like him not; nor stands it safe with us To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you; I your commission will forthwith dispatch, 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. Guil. 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. Ros. The single and peculiar life is bound, With all the strength and armour of the mind, To keep itself from 'noyance; but much more That spirit upon whose weal depend and rest The lives of many. The cease of majesty Dies not alone; but like a gulf doth draw What's near it with it: it is a massy wheel, Fix'd on the

summit of the highest mount, To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things Are mortis'd and adjoin'd; which, when it falls, Each small annexment, petty consequence, Attends the boisterous ruin. Never alone Did the king sigh, but with a general groan. King. Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy voyage; For we will fetters put upon this fear, Which now goes too free-footed. Ros and Guil. We will haste us. [Exeunt Ros. and Guil.] [Enter Polonius.] Pol. My lord, he's going to his mother's closet: Behind the arras I'll convey myself To hear the process; I'll warrant she'll tax him home: And, as you said, and wisely was it said, 'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother, Since nature makes them partial, should o'erhear The speech, of vantage. Fare you well, my

But. O.That cannot be. it smells to heaven. Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent. And both neglect.liege: I'll call upon you ere you go to bed. . my offence is rank.A brother's murder!--Pray can I not. [Exit Polonius. And.-. And tell you what I know. Thanks. King.] O. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood.-. Or pardon'd being down? Then I'll look up.To be forestalled ere we come to fall. dear my lord.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. like a man to double business bound. My fault is past. I stand in pause where I shall first begin. what form of prayer Can serve my turn? Forgive me my foul murder!-. It hath the primal eldest curse upon't.-.

-. struggling to be free. 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.] . Art more engag'd! Help. There is no shuffling. heart. To give in evidence. and. mine own ambition. stubborn knees. but 'tis not so above. angels! Make assay: Bow.My crown. And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. and we ourselves compell'd. with strings of steel.--there the action lies In his true nature.since I am still possess'd Of those effects for which I did the murder. Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe! All may be well. [Retires and kneels. that.] [Enter Hamlet. Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults. May one be pardon'd and retain the offence? In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice. and my queen.

At gaming.--and so he goes to heaven. not revenge. or in his rage. swearing. With all his crimes broad blown.Ham. that his heels may kick at heaven. When he is fit and season'd for his passage? No. [Exit. My mother stays: This physic but prolongs thy sickly days. And so am I reveng'd. and know thou a more horrid hent: When he is drunk asleep. or about some act That has no relish of salvation in't. his sole son. as flush as May. who knows save heaven? But in our circumstance and course of thought.Then trip him. do this same villain send To heaven. And how his audit stands. Up. I. 'Tis heavy with him: and am I. reveng'd. this is hire and salary.] . full of bread. then. O. and for that. Now might I do it pat.--that would be scann'd: A villain kills my father. sword. now he is praying. Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed. He took my father grossly.-. To take him in the purging of his soul. And now I'll do't. And that his soul may be as damn'd and black As hell. whereto it goes.

] King. My words fly up. [Exit.[The King rises and advances.] . my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

Pray you. mother! Queen.] Mother.] [Enter Hamlet.Scene IV. [Enter Queen and Polonius. Another room in the castle. [Polonius goes behind the arras. Hamlet. Look you lay home to him: Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with. I'll silence me e'en here. And that your grace hath screen'd and stood between Much heat and him. I hear him coming. Now. I'll warrant you: Fear me not:--withdraw.] Pol. thou hast thy father much offended.] Ham. mother. be round with him. what's the matter? Queen. He will come straight. . [Within. mother. Ham.

. you answer with an idle tongue. No. how now. not so: You are the Queen.Ham. Mother.--would it were not so!--you are my mother. Queen. you question with a wicked tongue. I'll set those to you that can speak. then. you have my father much offended. Queen. Go. Hamlet! Ham. Ham. Come. What's the matter now? Queen. by the rood. Have you forgot me? Ham. Why. And. Nay. come. your husband's brother's wife. go. Queen.

and sit you down.] . come. [Behind.] Pol.Ham. you shall not budge. How now? a rat? [Draws. help. ho! Pol.Help. ho! help. dead! [Makes a pass through the arras. You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you. I am slain! [Falls and dies.] Queen. What wilt thou do? thou wilt not murder me?-. what hast thou done? Ham. I know not: is it the king? [Draws forth Polonius. [Behind. Nay.] O.] What. Come. Queen. O me. help! Ham.] Dead for a ducat. help.

Such an act That blurs the grace and . As kill a king! Ham. what a rash and bloody deed is this! Ham. If it be made of penetrable stuff. 'twas my word. Ay.Leave wringing of your hands: peace! sit you down. If damned custom have not braz'd it so That it is proof and bulwark against sense. lady.-. A bloody deed!--almost as bad. O.Queen. intruding fool.Thou wretched. Queen. good mother. And let me wring your heart: for so I shall.] I took thee for thy better: take thy fortune.-. Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger. Queen. As kill a king and marry with his brother. farewell! [To Polonius. What have I done. rash. that thou dar'st wag thy tongue In noise so rude against me? Ham.

takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love. the front of Jove himself.The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. indeed. and thunders in the index? Ham. this solidity and compound mass. Calls virtue hypocrite. A station like the herald Mercury New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill: A combination and a form. That roars so loud. Ah me. Look here upon this picture. Where every god did seem to set his seal. See what a grace was seated on this brow. This was your . what act. to threaten and command. Yea. Is thought-sick at the act. And sets a blister there. To give the world assurance of a man. makes marriage-vows As false as dicers' oaths: O. Queen. and on this. With tristful visage. An eye like Mars. as against the doom. Hyperion's curls. and sweet religion makes A rhapsody of words: heaven's face doth glow. such a deed As from the body of contraction plucks The very soul.blush of modesty.-.

If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones. it's humble. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed. To flaming youth let virtue be as wax. And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love. And waits upon the judgment: and what judgment Would step from this to this? Sense. like a milldew'd ear Blasting his wholesome brother. Nor sense to ecstacy was ne'er so thrall'd But it reserv'd some quantity of choice To serve in such a difference. What devil was't That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind? Eyes without feeling. feeling without sight. . sure. Or but a sickly part of one true sense Could not so mope. Ears without hands or eyes. O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell. for madness would not err. And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame When the compulsive ardour gives the charge.husband. Else could you not have motion: but sure that sense Is apoplex'd. for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame. Since frost itself as actively doth burn.--Look you now what follows: Here is your husband. you have. smelling sans all.

but to live In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed. A king of shreds and patches!-- . No more. A cutpurse of the empire and the rule. O. speak no more: Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul. These words like daggers enter in mine ears. sweet Hamlet.And reason panders will. Ham. Ham. A murderer and a villain. honeying and making love Over the nasty sty. No more. Stew'd in corruption. That from a shelf the precious diadem stole And put it in his pocket! Queen. O Hamlet.-Queen. Queen. A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe Of your precedent lord. a vice of kings. speak to me no more. Ham. Nay. And there I see such black and grained spots As will not leave their tinct.

[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, 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! 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. I will bestow him, and will answer well The death I gave him. So again, good-night.-- I must be cruel, only to be kind: Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.-- One word more, good lady. Queen. What shall I do? Ham. Not this, by no means, that I bid you do: Let the bloat king tempt you again to bed; Pinch wanton on your cheek; call you his mouse; And let him, for a pair of reechy kisses, Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers, Make you to ravel all this matter out, That I essentially am not in madness, But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know; For who that's but a queen, fair, sober, wise, Would from a paddock, from a bat, a gib, Such dear concernings hide? who would do so? No, in despite of sense and secrecy, Unpeg the

There's letters seal'd: and my two schoolfellows. Be thou assur'd. Let the birds fly. in the basket creep And break your own neck down. 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. and. And breath of life. 'tis most sweet.-. Queen. To try conclusions.basket on the house's top. Alack. Ham. I had forgot: 'tis so concluded on. Ham. you know that? Queen. When in one line two crafts directly meet.This man shall set me packing: . I must to England.Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd. they must sweep my way And marshal me to knavery.They bear the mandate. I have no life to breathe What thou hast said to me. Let it work. if words be made of breath.-.-. like the famous ape.

-Mother. Who was in life a foolish peating knave.] . good-night. to draw toward an end with you:-. mother. dragging out Polonius. this counsellor Is now most still. Hamlet. sir. Come. [Exeunt severally. most secret.I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room.Good night. and most grave.--Indeed.

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Mad as the sea and wind. There's matter in these sighs. [Enter King.] Ah. Whips out his rapier. a rat!' And in . Scene I.ACT IV. A room in the Castle. Gertrude? How does Hamlet? Queen. These profound heaves You must translate: 'tis fit we understand them. who go out. my good lord. when both contend Which is the mightier: in his lawless fit Behind the arras hearing something stir. Where is your son? Queen.] King. cries 'A rat. What. Bestow this place on us a little while. Queen. [To Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. what have I seen to-night! King.

how shall this bloody deed be answer'd? It will be laid to us. O Gertrude. But so much was our love We would not understand what was most fit. whose providence Should have kept short. 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 . Alas. King. Shows itself pure: he weeps for what is done. like some ore Among a mineral of metals base. King. To draw apart the body he hath kill'd: O'er whom his very madness.this brainish apprehension. To you yourself. But. to us. restrain'd. kills The unseen good old man. to every one. Where is he gone? Queen. To keep it from divulging. had we been there: His liberty is full of threats to all. and out of haunt This mad young man. O heavy deed! It had been so with us. like the owner of a foul disease. let it feed Even on the pith of life.

] Come.and excuse. Gertrude. [Exeunt. Transports his poison'd shot. I pray you. speak fair.-. go join you with some further aid: Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain. haste in this.] Friends both. Guildenstern! [Re-enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. And hit the woundless air.--may miss our name. As level as the cannon to his blank. come away! My soul is full of discord and dismay. we'll call up our wisest friends. And let them know both what we mean to do And what's untimely done: so haply slander.] Scene II.--O. .Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter. Another room in the Castle. And from his mother's closet hath he dragg'd him: Go seek him out.--Ho. and bring the body Into the chapel.

Safely stowed. Ros. Ros. [Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Believe what? . my lord. with the dead body? Ham. whereto 'tis kin. here they come.] Hamlet! Lord Hamlet! Ham. What noise? who calls on Hamlet? O. Tell us where 'tis.[Enter Hamlet. What have you done. that we may take it thence.] Ham. [Within. Ros. Compounded it with dust. Do not believe it. and Guil.] Ros. And bear it to the chapel.

in the corner of his jaw. and not mine own. his authorities. Take you me for a sponge. my lord? Ham. sir. my lord. I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear. first mouthed. Besides. That I can keep your counsel. Ros. it is but squeezing you. . sponge. But such officers do the king best service in the end: he keeps them. Ham. to be demanded of a sponge!--what replication should be made by the son of a king? Ros. you shall be dry again. like an ape. and. his rewards. I understand you not. you must tell us where the body is and go with us to the king. that soaks up the King's countenance. Ros. to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have gleaned. My lord.Ham. Ay.

[Exeunt. Hide fox.-Guil. Of nothing: bring me to him. The body is with the king. A thing. The king is a thing. and all after.Ham.] . my lord! Ham. but the king is not with the body.

but their eyes. I have sent to seek him and to find the body. 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. And where 'tis so. But where is he? . To bear all smooth and even. [Enter King. This sudden sending him away must seem Deliberate pause: diseases desperate grown By desperate appliance are reliev'd. Who like not in their judgment.] How now! what hath befall'n? Ros.attended. Another room in the Castle. Where the dead body is bestow'd. King. my lord.] King. Or not at all.Scene III. [Enter Rosencrantz. But never the offence. We cannot get from him. the offender's scourge is weigh'd.

Without. guarded. At supper! where? Ham. Ros. At supper. Now. . Your worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all creatures else to fat us. King. Hamlet. [Enter Hamlet and Guildenstern. Guildenstern! bring in my lord. Not where he eats. where's Polonius? Ham. but where he is eaten: a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. and we fat ourselves for maggots: your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service.Ros. Ho. King. but to one table: that's the end. to know your pleasure.--two dishes. my lord.] King. Bring him before us.

Where is Polonius? Ham. What dost thou mean by this? Ham. [To some Attendants.King. alas! Ham. if you find him not within this month.] . In heaven: send thither to see: if your messenger find him not there. you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby. King. seek him i' the other place yourself. Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar. King. indeed. A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king. King. and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. Go seek him there. But. Alas.

Ham. Good. So is it. Hamlet. for England!-.--But. Hamlet. Ay. for thine especial safety. Thy loving father. Ham. dear mother. Hamlet.Ham. I see a cherub that sees them. The bark is ready. King. come.--must send thee hence With fiery quickness: therefore prepare thyself. For England! King.Farewell. as we dearly grieve For that which thou hast done. [Exeunt Attendants.-. and everything is bent For England. The associates tend. King.Which we do tender. and the wind at help. .] King. if thou knew'st our purposes. He will stay till you come. this deed. Ham.

I'll have him hence to-night: Away! for everything is seal'd and done That else leans on the affair: pray you.--Come. if my love thou hold'st at aught. tempt him with speed aboard. Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red After the Danish sword. and so. For like the hectic in my blood he rages.Ham. and thy free awe Pays homage to us. England.] And. make haste.--thou mayst not coldly set Our sovereign process. man and wife is one flesh.As my great power thereof may give thee sense. [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.] King. Follow him at foot. My mother: father and mother is man and wife. England. which imports at full. for England! [Exit. And thou . The present death of Hamlet.-. my mother. Delay it not. Do it. By letters conjuring to that effect.

] . my joys were ne'er begun. [Exit. Howe'er my haps.must cure me: till I know 'tis done.

] Ham. We shall express our duty in his eye. They are of Norway. sir.] [Enter Hamlet. and Forces marching. And let him know so. my lord. from me greet the Danish king: Tell him that. [Enter Fortinbras. whose powers are these? Capt. Capt.Scene IV. by his license. Go softly on. Go. and Forces. [Exeunt all For. A plain in Denmark. I will do't. Guildenstern. Rosencrantz. Captain. If that his majesty would aught with us. Good sir. .] For. &c. For. Fortinbras Craves the conveyance of a promis'd march Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous.

Ham. I would not farm it. Why. it is already garrison'd. should it be sold in fee. sir. five. Capt. sir. Goes it against the main of Poland. and with no addition. We go to gain a little patch of ground That hath in it no profit but the name. I pray you? Capt. The nephew to old Norway. Yes. How purpos'd. Who commands them. Or for some frontier? Capt.Ham. . Ham. Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole A ranker rate. Fortinbras. Ham. then the Polack never will defend it. Truly to speak. Against some part of Poland. To pay five ducats. sir? Capt.

] Ros. [Exit. If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast. Go a little before. [Exeunt all but Hamlet. Will't please you go. sir. Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats Will not debate the question of this straw: This is the imposthume of much wealth and peace.Ham.--I humbly thank you. gave us not That capability . I'll be with you straight. Capt. Sure he that made us with such large discourse. sir. That inward breaks. Looking before and after. and shows no cause without Why the man dies.] How all occasions do inform against me And spur my dull revenge! What is a man. my lord? Ham. no more. God b' wi' you.

But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake.and godlike reason To fust in us unus'd. or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event. gross as earth. exhort me: Witness this army. to my shame. a mother stain'd. Whose spirit.--I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do. Go to their graves like beds. Excitements of my reason and my blood.' Sith I have cause. then. of such mass and charge.-. Led by a delicate and tender prince. quarter'd. Even for an egg-shell. and strength. for a fantasy and trick of fame. hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward. whether it be Bestial oblivion. fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the . with divine ambition puff'd. and means To do't. And let all sleep? while. That have a father kill'd. Exposing what is mortal and unsure To all that fortune. and danger dare. and will. Now. death. I see The imminent death of twenty thousand men That.A thought which. Examples. Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument. How stand I. Makes mouths at the invisible event.

] . Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain?--O. or be nothing worth! [Exit. from this time forth.cause. My thoughts be bloody.

says she hears There's tricks i' the world. That carry but half sense: her speech is nothing. Spurns enviously at straws. [Enter Queen and Horatio. and gestures yield them. Elsinore. speaks things in doubt.] Queen. I will not speak with her. as her winks. A room in the Castle. they aim at it. Queen. and nods. Gent. And botch the words up fit to their own thoughts. Which. What would she have? Gent. Yet the unshaped use of it doth move The hearers to collection. Indeed would make one think there might be thought. indeed distract: Her mood will needs be pitied. She is importunate. She speaks much of her father. Though nothing sure.Scene V. yet much unhappily. for she may strew Dangerous conjectures in . and beats her heart. 'Twere good she were spoken with. and hems.

Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark? Queen. [Exit Horatio. Each toy seems Prologue to some great amiss: So full of artless jealousy is guilt. what imports this song? . [Re-enter Horatio with Ophelia. Queen. It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. Ophelia? Oph. Let her come in. Queen.] Oph. [Sings.] How should I your true love know From another one? By his cockle bat and' staff And his sandal shoon.ill-breeding minds. Alas.] To my sick soul. How now. sweet lady. as sin's true nature is.

[Sings.] He is dead and gone.Oph.] shroud as the mountain snow. How do you. we know what we are. [Enter King. mark. pray you. Say you? nay. Pray you.] Queen. my lord! Oph. [Sings. but Ophelia-Oph. At his head a grass green turf. He is dead and gone. King. Well. God be White his . lady. Alas. but know not what we may be.] Larded all with sweet flowers. look here. Which bewept to the grave did go With true-love showers. God dild you! They say the owl was a baker's daughter. Nay. [Sings. Queen. At his heels a stone. pretty lady? Oph. mark. Lord.

To be your Valentine. You promis'd me to wed.] To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day All in the morning bedtime. and fie for shame! Young men will do't if they come to't.at your table! King. that out a maid Never departed more. Then up he rose and donn'd his clothes. before you tumbled me. la. So would I ha' done. Conceit upon her father. by . And I a maid at your window. let's have no words of this. but when they ask you what it means. I'll make an end on't: [Sings. By cock. Indeed. say you this: [Sings.] By Gis and by Saint Charity. without an oath. Quoth she. Oph. Let in the maid. King. Alack. they are to blame. Pray you. Pretty Ophelia! Oph. And dupp'd the chamber door.

yonder sun. good night. [Exit. my coach!--Good night.] King. bed. Gertrude.] O. Follow her close. How long hath she been thus? Oph. But in battalions! First. O Gertrude. her father . good night. An thou hadst not come to my King. to think they would lay him i' the cold ground. My brother shall know of it: and so I thank you for your good counsel. good night. I pray you.--Come. this is the poison of deep grief. give her good watch. We must be patient: but I cannot choose but weep. they come not single spies. it springs All from her father's death. [Exit Horatio. I hope all will be well. ladies. When sorrows come. sweet ladies.

And wants not buzzers to infect his ear With pestilent speeches of his father's death. [A noise within. O my dear Gertrude.slain: Next. and we have done but greenly In hugger-mugger to inter him: poor Ophelia Divided from herself and her fair judgment. Alack. Thick and and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers For good Polonius' death. and as much containing as all these. Wherein necessity. Without the which we are pictures or mere beasts: Last. Feeds on his wonder. Will nothing stick our person to arraign In ear and ear.] Queen. me superfluous death. of matter beggar'd. Her brother is in secret come from France. your son gone. Like to a murdering piece. Where are my Switzers? let them guard . and he most violent author Of his own just remove: the people muddied. keeps himself in clouds. in many places Give. this. what noise is this? King.

] King. my lord: The ocean.] What is the matter? Gent. The rabble call him lord. Save yourself. 'Laertes shall be king! Laertes king!' Queen. And. O'erbears your offices.the door. hands. in a riotous head. custom not known. They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!' Caps. The doors are broke. [Enter a Gentleman. . as the world were now but to begin. Antiquity forgot. Eats not the flats with more impetuous haste Than young Laertes. and tongues applaud it to the clouds. The ratifiers and props of every word. overpeering of his list. How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! O. you false Danish dogs! [A noise within. this is counter.

What is the cause. Danes.] Laer. That thy . Laer. between the chaste unsmirched brow Of my true mother. stand you all without. Calmly.--O thou vile king. King. Danes following. let's come in. I thank you:--keep the door. Cries cuckold to my father. [They retire without the door. I pray you. give me leave. armed. we will.] Laer. That drop of blood that's calm proclaims me bastard. good Laertes. Give me my father! Queen. Laertes. No.[Enter Laertes. Laer. brands the harlot Even here. Where is this king?--Sirs. Danes. We will.

Gertrude.-. Acts little of his will.Speak. Why thou art thus incens'd. Laer. Who shall stay you? . Gertrude:-. only I'll be reveng'd Most throughly for my father. to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation:--to this point I stand. to the blackest devil! Conscience and grace. allegiance! vows. Let him demand his fill. King. Queen.rebellion looks so giant-like?-. Let come what comes. Dead.--Let him go. That treason can but peep to what it would. Where is my father? King. Laertes. Laer. I give to negligence.--Tell me. man.Let him go. How came he dead? I'll not be juggled with: To hell.That both the worlds. King. do not fear our person: There's such divinity doth hedge a king. But not by him.

Good Laertes. you will draw both friend and foe. Why. now you speak Like a good child and a true gentleman. My will. I'll husband them so well. not all the world: And for my means. And. King. To his good friends thus wide I'll ope my arms. is't writ in your revenge That. That I am guiltless of your father's death. None but his enemies. Will you know them then? Laer. Repast them with my blood. If you desire to know the certainty Of your dear father's death. sweepstake. It shall as level to your judgment pierce As day does to your eye. They shall go far with little. Winner and loser? Laer. like the kind life-rendering pelican. King. King. . And am most sensibly in grief for it.Laer.

Burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye!-. Till our scale turn the beam. [Within] Let her come in.By heaven. dry up my brains! tears seven times salt. thy madness shall be paid by weight. my dove! .] They bore him barefac'd on the bier Hey no nonny. [Sings.] O heat.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. O rose of May! Dear maid. Laer. and where 'tis fine.Danes. nonny. fantastically dressed with straws and flowers. sweet Ophelia!-. How now! What noise is that? [Re-enter Ophelia. Oph. kind sister. It sends some precious instance of itself After the thing it loves.-Fare you well.

an you call him a-down-a. Oph. Oph. that's for remembrance. There's rosemary. Oph.--thoughts and remembrance fitted. that's for thoughts. You must sing 'Down a-down. This nothing's more than matter. how the wheel becomes it! It is the false steward. and didst persuade revenge.--There's a daisy:--I would give you some violets. A document in madness. and columbines:--there's rue for you. love. pray.-- . Hadst thou thy wits. but they wither'd all when my father died:--they say he made a good end. Laer. remember: and there is pansies. It could not move thus. and here's some for me:--we may call it herb of grace o' Sundays:--O. There's fennel for you.' O.Laer. Laer. you must wear your rue with a difference. that stole his master's daughter.

Do you see this. Oph. His beard was as white as snow. Go to thy death-bed. He never will come again. Thought and affliction. passion. [Exit. She turns to favour and to prettiness. [Sings. no.[Sings. hell itself.] And will he not come again? And will he not come again? No. Laertes.] joy. O God? King. I must commune with your . he is gone.] Laer.-- For bonny sweet Robin is all my Laer. he is dead.--God b' wi' ye. All flaxen was his poll: He is gone. I pray God. And we cast away moan: God ha' mercy on his soul! And of all Christian souls.

King.grief. our life. nor hatchment o'er his bones. his obscure burial. To you in satisfaction. [Exeunt.No trophy.-. Let this be so.-. Laer. So you shall. Or you deny me right. And where the offence is let the great axe fall. Go but apart. we will our kingdom give.Cry to be heard. And we shall jointly labour with your soul To give it due content. His means of death. but if not. as 'twere from heaven to earth. Make choice of whom your wisest friends you will. sword.] . Our crown. and all that we call ours. Be you content to lend your patience to us. No noble rite nor formal ostentation. That I must call't in question. I pray you go with me. And they shall hear and judge 'twixt you and me. If by direct or by collateral hand They find us touch'd.

--it comes from the . Let him bless thee too. Let them come in. Another room in the Castle. sir. sir: they say they have letters for you. What are they that would speak with me? Servant. if not from Lord Hamlet. [Exit Servant. Sailors.] I do not know from what part of the world I should be greeted. [Enter Sailors. sir. Sailor.] I Sailor. He shall. an't please him. sir. Hor. God bless you. There's a letter for you. Hor. [Enter Horatio and a Servant.] Hor.Scene VI.

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern hold their course for England: of them I have much to tell thee. we put on a compelled valour. so I alone became their prisoner. HAMLET. Finding ourselves too slow of sail. yet are they much too light for the bore of the matter. as I am let to know it is. These good fellows will bring thee where I am. Hor. a pirate of very warlike appointment gave us chase. They have dealt with me like thieves of mercy: but they knew what they did. and repair thou to me with as much haste as thou wouldst fly death. give these fellows some means to the king: they have letters for him. Let the king have the letters I have sent. He that thou knowest thine. Ere we were two days old at sea.' . if your name be Horatio. [Reads. Farewell. I am to do a good turn for them. and in the grapple I boarded them: on the instant they got clear of our ship. I have words to speak in thine ear will make thee dumb.] 'Horatio.ambassador that was bound for England. when thou shalt have overlooked this.

I will give you way for these your letters.] . that you may direct me To him from whom you brought them.Come. [Exeunt. And do't the speedier.

As by your safety. Another room in the Castle. I could not but by her. as the star moves not but in his sphere. And you must put me in your heart for friend. and for myself. It well appears:--but tell me Why you proceeded not against these feats. all things else.She's so conjunctive to my life and soul. [Enter King and Laertes. be it either which. perhaps.Scene VII.My virtue or my plague.-. Why to a public . O. That he which hath your noble father slain Pursu'd my life. You mainly were stirr'd up. Laer. King.] King. and with a knowing ear. Which may to you. But yet to me they are strong. wisdom. The queen his mother Lives almost by his looks. That. for two special reasons. The other motive.-. seem much unsinew'd. Sith you have heard. Now must your conscience my acquittance seal. So crimeful and so capital in nature.

And so have I a noble father lost. King.-.Whose worth. Is the great love the general gender bear him.-[Enter a Messenger. You shortly shall hear more: I lov'd your father. Convert his gyves to graces. I hope. Who. and we love ourself. Laer. And not where I had aim'd them. dipping all his faults in their affection. will teach you to imagine. like the spring that turneth wood to stone. And think it pastime. A sister driven into desperate terms.] . And that. Stood challenger on mount of all the age For her perfections:--but my revenge will come. Would. Too slightly timber'd for so loud a wind. if praises may go back again. so that my arrows. Would have reverted to my bow again.count I might not go. 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.

my lord.How now! What news? Mess. this to the queen. they say. [Exit Messenger. Letters. HAMLET. recount the occasions of my sudden and more strange return. To-morrow shall I beg leave to see your kingly eyes: when I shall. you shall hear them. my lord. first asking your pardon thereunto. from Hamlet: This to your majesty. I saw them not: They were given me by Claudio:--he receiv'd them Of him that brought them. King. King.] [Reads]'High and mighty. From Hamlet! Who brought them? Mess. Sailors. Laertes.--You shall know I am set naked on your kingdom. Leave us.' What should this mean? Are all the rest come .

' King. I am lost in it. 'Tis Hamlet's character:--'Naked!'-.' Can you advise me? Laer. Ay.As checking at his voyage. now ripe in my device. If it be so.-. my lord. and that he means No more to undertake it. But let him come.And in a postscript here.--I will work him To exploit.back? Or is it some abuse. So you will not o'errule me to a peace. Under the which he shall not choose but fall: And for .As how should it be so? how otherwise?-. It warms the very sickness in my heart That I shall live and tell him to his teeth. If he be now return'd-. my lord. King. he says 'alone. and no such thing? Laer.Will you be rul'd by me? Laer. 'Thus didest thou. To thine own peace. Know you the hand? King. Laertes.

And they can well on horseback: but . Of the unworthiest siege.-I've seen myself.his death no wind shall breathe. for youth no less becomes The light and careless livery that it wears Than settled age his sables and his weeds. It falls right. Laer. for a quality Wherein they say you shine: your sum of parts Did not together pluck such envy from him As did that one. And that in Hamlet's hearing. Yet needful too. Importing health and graveness. My lord. the French. Here was a gentleman of Normandy. You have been talk'd of since your travel much. and serv'd against. and that. in my regard. But even his mother shall uncharge the practice And call it accident. my lord? King. What part is that. Laer. King. I will be rul'd.--Two months since. A very riband in the cap of youth. The rather if you could devise it so That I might be the organ.

had neither . I know him well: he is the brooch indeed And gem of all the nation. And to such wondrous doing brought his horse. And for your rapier most especially. 'twould be a sight indeed If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation He swore. As had he been incorps'd and demi-natur'd With the brave beast: so far he topp'd my thought That I. Come short of what he did. He made confession of you. Laer. Laer. Lamond. That he cried out. King. Laer.this gallant Had witchcraft in't: he grew unto his seat. in forgery of shapes and tricks. The very same. A Norman was't? King. A Norman. Upon my life. And gave you such a masterly report For art and exercise in your defence. King.

And hath abatements and . Not that I think you did not love your father. for this 'would' changes. And that I see. out of this. We should do when we would. And nothing is at a like goodness still. For goodness. Dies in his own too much: that we would do. growing to a plurisy. nor eye.motion.-Laer. was your father dear to you? Or are you like the painting of a sorrow. A face without a heart? Laer. But that I know love is begun by time. Sir. guard. to play with him. What out of this. my lord? King. in passages of proof. If you oppos'd them. Why ask you this? King. Laertes. Now. Time qualifies the spark and fire of it. There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it. 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.

To cut his throat i' the church. being remiss. And then this 'should' is like a spendthrift sigh. Requite him for your father. 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. But. indeed. are hands. keep close within your chamber. Most generous. bring you in fine together And wager on your heads: he. should murder sanctuarize. . so that with ease. Will you do this.delays as many As there are tongues.Hamlet comes back: what would you undertake To show yourself your father's son in deed More than in words? Laer. are accidents. No place. and. But to the quick o' the ulcer:-. and free from all contriving. King. good Laertes. you may choose A sword unbated. That hurts by easing. Will not peruse the foils. Revenge should have no bounds. Or with a little shuffling. in a pass of practice.

And that our drift look through our bad performance. King. I will do't: And for that purpose I'll anoint my sword. I'll have prepar'd him A chalice for the nonce.We'll make a solemn wager on your cunnings. Collected from all simples that have virtue Under the moon. if I gall him slightly. Soft! let me see:-. that might hold If this did blast in proof.I ha't: When in your motion you are hot and dry. Weigh what convenience both of time and means May fit us to our shape: if this should fail. Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare. 'Twere better not assay'd: therefore this project Should have a back or second. If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck. whereon but sipping.-. but dip a knife in it. I bought an unction of a mountebank. that.As make your bouts more violent to that end.Laer. Our purpose may .And that he calls for drink. So mortal that. Let's further think of this.-.-. It may be death. can save the thing from death This is but scratch'd withal: I'll touch my point With this contagion.

Laer. daisies.hold there. There with fantastic garlands did she come Of crowflowers. And. That liberal shepherds give a grosser name. There is a willow grows aslant a brook. So fast they follow:--your sister's drown'd. Drown'd! O. But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them. an envious sliver broke. Her clothes spread wide. sweet queen! Queen. There. That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream. Which . [Enter Queen. mermaid-like. When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook. Laertes. One woe doth tread upon another's heel. on the pendant boughs her coronet weeds Clamb'ring to hang. nettles. awhile they bore her up.] How now. and long purples. where? Queen.

Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death. Gertrude. Too much of water hast thou. But that this folly douts it. heavy with their drink. How much I had to do to calm his rage! Now fear I this will give it start again. my lord: I have a speech of fire. The woman will be out.--Adieu. .time she chaunted snatches of old tunes. Or like a creature native and indu'd Unto that element: but long it could not be Till that her garments. that fain would blaze. And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet It is our trick. Laer. Laer. nature her custom holds. Alas. then she is drown'd? Queen. Therefore let's follow. Drown'd. [Exit. drown'd. poor Ophelia. As one incapable of her own distress. Let shame say what it will: when these are gone. Let's follow.] King.

] .[Exeunt.

and finds it Christian burial. to do. Scene I. It must be se offendendo. . 1 Clown.ACT V. Why. and to perform: argal. 1 Clown. with spades. it cannot be else. How can that be. I tell thee she is. it argues an act: and an act hath three branches. For here lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly. unless she drowned herself in her own defence? 2 Clown. and therefore make her grave straight: the crowner hath sat on her. A churchyard. &c.] 1 Clown. it is to act. she drowned herself wittingly. 'tis found so. [Enter two Clowns. Is she to be buried in Christian burial when she wilfully seeks her own salvation? 2 Clown.

Give me leave. nill he. But is this law? 1 Clown. she should have been buried out o' Christian burial. Why. argal. 2 Clown. good: here stands the man. is't--crowner's quest law. good: if the man go to this water and drown himself.-1 Clown. but hear you. 2 Clown. Here lies the water. . he goes. he that is not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life. will he. Ay. marry.--Come. Nay. my spade.--mark you that: but if the water come to him and drown him. it is.2 Clown. 1 Clown. 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. Will you ha' the truth on't? If this had not been a gentlewoman. he drowns not himself. goodman delver.

confess thyself.There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners.-2 Clown. 1 Clown. Why. 1 Clown. or the carpenter? 2 Clown. the shipwright. ditchers. and grave-makers: they hold up Adam's profession. for that frame outlives a thousand tenants. 2 Clown. he had none. What. . Was he a gentleman? 1 Clown. The gallows-maker. He was the first that ever bore arms. What is he that builds stronger than either the mason. 2 Clown. 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. Go to.

come. thou dost ill to say the gallows is built stronger than the church. now I can tell. Cudgel thy brains no more about it. Ay. the gallows may do well to thee. but how does it well? it does well to those that do ill: now. argal. 2 Clown. To't again. Mass. Who builds stronger than a mason. in good faith: the gallows does well. Marry.1 Clown. I cannot tell. and when you are asked this question . a shipwright. I like thy wit well. for your dull ass will not mend his pace with beating. To't.] 1 Clown. or a carpenter? 1 Clown. at a distance. [Enter Hamlet and Horatio. 2 Clown. 2 Clown. and unyoke. tell me that. 1 Clown.

] [Digs and sings. Ham. Methought it was very sweet. methought there was nothing meet.] But age. the time for. that he sings at grave-making? Hor. 'Tis e'en so: the hand of little employment hath the daintier sense. To contract. with his stealing steps. did love. [Exit Second Clown. ah. Hath claw'd me in his clutch. get thee to Yaughan. Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness. say 'a grave-maker. And . Has this fellow no feeling of his business. fetch me a stoup of liquor. my behove. O.] In youth when I did love. Ham. O. Go. [Sings.' the houses he makes last till doomsday.next. 1 Clown.

e'en so: and now my Lady Worm's. Ham. which this ass now o'erreaches. Ay. It might. never been such. Why. sweet lord! How dost thou. my lord. my lord. chapless. and could sing once: how the knave jowls it to the ground. good lord?' This might be my lord such-a-one. That skull had a tongue in it. and knocked about the .as if 'twere Cain's jawbone. that praised my lord such-a-one's horse when he meant to beg it. Ham. might it not? Hor.hath shipp'd me intil the land.--might it not? Hor. one that would circumvent God. that did the first murder! This might be the pate of a politician. Or of a courtier.] As if I had Ham. which could say 'Good morrow. [Throws up a skull.

There's another: why may not that be the skull of a lawyer? Where be his quiddits now.] A pickaxe and a spade. For and a shrouding sheet. a spade. his fines. with his statutes. his cases. and his tricks? why does he suffer this rude knave now to knock him about the sconce with a dirty shovel. and will not tell him of his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be in's time a great buyer of land. a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet. [Throws up another skull]. his quillets. his tenures.mazard with a sexton's spade: here's fine revolution. to have his fine . his double vouchers. Ham. [Sings. his recognizances. O. an we had the trick to see't. Did these bones cost no more the breeding but to play at loggets with 'em? mine ache to think on't. and the recovery of his recoveries. 1 Clown. his recoveries: is this the fine of his fines.

and double ones too. for thou liest in't. You lie out on't. and therefore 'tis . my lord. Ham. a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet. 1 Clown. than the length and breadth of a pair of indentures? The very conveyances of his lands will scarcely lie in this box. and must the inheritor himself have no more. sir. I think it be thine indeed. Ay. sir? 1 Clown. Ham. I will speak to this fellow. And of calf-skins too. Ham. They are sheep and calves which seek out assurance in that.] O. Is not parchment made of sheep-skins? Hor. Mine.--Whose grave's this.pate full of fine dirt? will his vouchers vouch him no more of his purchases. [Sings. my lord. sir. Not a jot more. ha? Hor.

therefore thou liest. Ham. Ham. What woman then? 1 Clown. but. 'Tis a quick lie.not yours: for my part. sir. For no man. yet it is mine. 1 Clown. For none neither. How absolute the knave is! We must . sir. What man dost thou dig it for? 1 Clown. to be in't and say it is thine: 'tis for the dead. One that was a woman. not for the quick. Ham. sir. Ham. I do not lie in't. she's dead. rest her soul. 't will away again from me to you. Ham. Thou dost lie in't. Who is to be buried in't? 1 Clown.

Ham. the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier he galls his kibe. Of all the days i' the year. I came to't that day that our last King Hamlet overcame Fortinbras. Ay. Why.--he that is mad.--How long hast thou been a grave-maker? 1 Clown. these three years I have taken note of it. why was be sent into England? 1 Clown. and sent into England. marry. Ham. or equivocation will undo us.speak by the card. Horatio. or. Cannot you tell that? every fool can tell that: it was the very day that young Hamlet was born. because he was mad: he shall recover his wits there. if he do not. it's no . How long is that since? 1 Clown. By the Lord.

How strangely? 1 Clown. Why? 1 Clown. here in Denmark: I have been sexton here. Ham. Ham. Ham. they say. Ham. Very strangely. Why.great matter there. How came he mad? 1 Clown. Upon what ground? 1 Clown. there the men are as mad as he. man and boy. if he be not rotten before he . Ham. Faith. 'Twill not he seen in him there. thirty years. Faith. e'en with losing his wits. How long will a man lie i' the earth ere he rot? 1 Clown.

this skull hath lain in the earth three-and-twenty years. Nay.--as we have many pocky corses now-a-days that will scarce hold the laying in. sir. was Yorick's . Whose was it? 1 Clown. This same skull. Ham. and your water is a sore decayer of your whoreson dead body. 1 Clown. A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! 'a pour'd a flagon of Rhenish on my head once. his hide is so tann'd with his trade that he will keep out water a great while. I know not. mad fellow's it was: whose do you think it was? Ham. Why he more than another? 1 Clown. Why.--he will last you some eight year or nine year: a tanner will last you nine year. Ham. A whoreson. sir. Here's a skull now.die.

skull, the king's jester. Ham. This? 1 Clown. E'en that. Ham. Let me see. [Takes the skull.] Alas, poor Yorick!--I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.--Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord?

Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i' the earth? Hor. E'en so. Ham. And smelt so? Pah! [Throws down the skull.] Hor. E'en so, my lord. Ham. To what base uses we may return, Horatio! Why may not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander till he find it stopping a bung-hole? Hor. 'Twere to consider too curiously to consider so. Ham. No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: as thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; of earth we make loam; and why

of that loam whereto he was converted might they not stop a beer-barrel? Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away. O, 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. [Enter priests, &c, in procession; the corpse of Ophelia, Laertes, and Mourners following; King, Queen, their Trains, &c.] The queen, 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. Couch we awhile and mark. [Retiring with Horatio.] Laer. What ceremony else? Ham. That is Laertes, A very noble youth: mark.

Laer. What ceremony else? 1 Priest. Her obsequies have been as far enlarg'd As we have warranties: her death was doubtful; And, but that great command o'ersways the order, She should in ground unsanctified have lodg'd Till the last trumpet; for charitable prayers, Shards, flints, and pebbles should be thrown on her, Yet here she is allowed her virgin rites, Her maiden strewments, and the bringing home Of bell and burial. Laer. Must there no more be done? 1 Priest. 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. Laer. Lay her i' the earth;-- And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring!--I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering angel shall

my sister be When thou liest howling. Ham. What, the fair Ophelia? Queen. Sweets to the sweet: farewell. [Scattering flowers.] I hop'd thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's wife; I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid, And not have strew'd thy grave. Laer. O, treble woe Fall ten times treble on that cursed head Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense Depriv'd thee of!--Hold off the earth awhile, Till I have caught her once more in mine arms: [Leaps into the grave.] Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead, Till of this flat a mountain you have made, To o'ertop old Pelion or the skyish head Of blue Olympus. Ham. [Advancing.] What is he whose grief Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of sorrow Conjures the wandering stars, and makes them stand Like wonder-wounded hearers? this is I, Hamlet the Dane. [Leaps into

I pr'ythee.] Ham. Gentlemen!-Hor. and they come out of the grave. Good my lord.the grave. Which let thy wiseness fear: away thy hand! King.] Laer. Pluck them asunder. be quiet. . Hamlet! Hamlet! All. Why. Queen. take thy fingers from my throat. [The Attendants part them. Thou pray'st not well. though I am not splenetive and rash. Yet have I in me something dangerous. The devil take thy soul! [Grappling with him. I will fight with him upon this theme Until my eyelids will no longer wag. For.] Ham.

I'll rant as well as thou. O.--What wilt thou do for her? King. what theme? Ham. forty thousand brothers Could not. This is mere madness: And thus a . 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. till our ground. O my son. Queen. 'Swounds. Singeing his pate against the burning zone. with all their quantity of love. Make up my sum.--Dost thou come here to whine? To outface me with leaping in her grave? Be buried quick with her. Laertes. an thou'lt mouth. let them throw Millions of acres on us. if thou prate of mountains. and so will I: And. For love of God. forbear him! Ham. Make Ossa like a wart! Nay. I lov'd Ophelia. he is mad. Queen.Queen.

His silence will sit drooping. wait upon him. Ham. When that her golden couplets are disclos'd. I pray thee.-. [Exeunt. The cat will mew. [Exit. set some watch over your son. What is the reason that you use me thus? I lov'd you ever: but it is no matter. good Horatio.Good Gertrude. Let Hercules himself do what he may.This grave shall have a living monument: An hour of quiet shortly shall we see.while the fit will work on him. Anon. sir. and dog will have his day.] [To Laertes] Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech.] King. We'll put the matter to the present push. Till then in patience our proceeding be. as patient as the female dove.] . Hear you.-[Exit Horatio.-.

in . Up from my cabin. Sir. Finger'd their packet. my lord! Ham. My sea-gown scarf'd about me. 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. Ham. When our deep plots do fail.] Ham. and that should teach us There's a divinity that shapes our ends. And prais'd be rashness for it.--let us know. So much for this. Remember it. Rashly. Hor. in the dark Grop'd I to find out them: had my desire. and. sir: now let me see the other. You do remember all the circumstance? Hor. [Enter Hamlet and Horatio. Rough-hew them how we will. That is most certain. A hall in the Castle. Our indiscretion sometime serves us well.Scene II.

no leisure bated. With. No. as our statists do. not to stay the grinding of the axe. A . to unseal Their grand commission. on the supervise. wrote it fair: I once did hold it.That. Importing Denmark's health.-. ho! such bugs and goblins in my life. They had begun the play. My head should be struck off. Ham.Larded with many several sorts of reasons. My fears forgetting manners. Hor. Is't possible? Ham. I beseech you. Here's the commission: read it at more leisure.-.--I sat me down. Horatio. But wilt thou bear me how I did proceed? Hor. Being thus benetted round with villanies. where I found. O royal knavery! an exact command. withdrew To mine own room again: making so bold.fine. and England's too.Or I could make a prologue to my brains. Devis'd a new commission.-.

good my lord. and labour'd much How to forget that learning. now It did me yeoman's service. Wilt thou know The effect of what I wrote? Hor. Why. An earnest conjuration from the king. Without debatement further. As love between them like the palm might flourish. How was this seal'd? Ham. more or less.-As England was his faithful tributary. As peace should still her wheaten garland wear And stand a comma 'tween their amities. Not shriving-time allow'd. Subscrib'd it: . Which was the model of that Danish seal: Folded the writ up in the form of the other. He should the bearers put to sudden death.baseness to write fair. sir.That.-. I had my father's signet in my purse. Ay. on the view and know of these contents. Hor. even in that was heaven ordinant. but. And many such-like as's of great charge. Ham.

Why. thinks't thee. Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't. Why. 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. stand me now upon. the next day Was our sea-fight. Popp'd in between the election and my hopes. man. The changeling never known. Thrown out his angle for my proper life. plac'd it safely. they did make love to this employment.-. and what to this was sequent Thou know'st already. what a king is this! Ham. and whor'd my mother. They are not near my conscience.gave't the impression. Now. Ham. Does it not. 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? .He that hath kill'd my king. Hor.

For by the image of my cause I see The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours: But. sir. . But I am very sorry. I humbly thank you. who comes here? [Enter Osric. No. Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark. And a man's life is no more than to say One. It must be shortly known to him from England What is the issue of the business there. It will be short: the interim is mine.Hor. Peace. sure. good Horatio. That to Laertes I forgot myself. Dost know this water-fly? Hor. the bravery of his grief did put me Into a towering passion.] Osr. Hor. my good lord. Ham. Ham.

and his crib shall stand at the king's mess. if your lordship were at leisure. spacious in the possession of dirt. believe me. No. Osr.Ham. as I say. Sweet lord. 'tis a chough. Osr. and fertile: let a beast be lord of beasts. Put your bonnet to his right use. I will receive it with all diligence of spirit. Ham. It is indifferent cold. 'tis for the head. Ham. I should impart a thing to you from his majesty. He hath much land. 'tis very cold. Osr. t'is very hot. my lord. the wind is northerly. but. indeed. Thy state is the more gracious. for 'tis a vice to know him. Ham. Methinks it is very sultry and hot for my . I thank your lordship.

Sir. Ham.complexion. it is very sultry. to divide him inventorially would dizzy the arithmetic of memory. But. for mine ease. to speak feelingly of him.-Ham. in good faith. of very soft society and great showing: indeed. in good faith. my lord. remember. full of most excellent differences.-.--as 'twere--I cannot tell how. Osr. I know. Sir. for you shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would see. Exceedingly. here is newly come to court Laertes. his majesty bade me signify to you that he has laid a great wager on your head.--though. an absolute gentleman.[Hamlet moves him to put on his hat. Nay. in respect of . he is the card or calendar of gentry. his definement suffers no perdition in you. this is the matter. believe me. and yet but yaw neither. my lord. I beseech you.] Osr. Sir.

sir. What imports the nomination of this gentleman? Osr. The concernancy. Osr. in the verity of extolment. I take him to be a soul of great article. Ham. all's golden . and who else would trace him. his semblable is his mirror.his quick sail. and his infusion of such dearth and rareness as. really. But. Of Laertes? Hor. His purse is empty already. Sir? Hor. his umbrage. sir? why do we wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath? Osr. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him. Ham. Is't not possible to understand in another tongue? You will do't. to make true diction of him. nothing more.

--Well.-Ham. Osr. I mean. Osr. I know. in faith. sir.words are spent. you are not ignorant. I dare not confess that. . for his weapon. Ham. but in the imputation laid on him by them. in his meed he's unfellowed.-Ham. Rapier and dagger. What's his weapon? Osr. sir. but to know a man well were to know himself. sir. if you did. Osr. sir. Ham. yet. it would not much approve me. You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is. I would you did. Of him. lest I should compare with him in excellence.

as I take it. as girdle. The carriages. The king. I knew you must be edified by the margent ere you had done. sir. most delicate carriages. are the hangers. and so: three of the carriages. very responsive to the hilts. Ham. That's two of his weapons:--but well. Ham. The phrase would be more german to the matter if we could carry cannon by our sides. Osr. hangers. But. I would it might be hangers till then. sir. Osr. What call you the carriages? Hor. on: six Barbary horses against six French swords. six French rapiers and poniards. with their assigns. are very dear to fancy.Ham. hath wager'd with him six Barbary horses: against the which he has imponed. and of very liberal conceit. and three liberal conceited carriages: that's the French bet . in faith. their assigns.

Ham. if not. the gentleman willing. in a dozen passes between your and him. he shall not exceed you three hits: he hath laid on twelve for nine. Osr. How if I answer no? Osr. I will walk here in the hall: if it please his majesty. Ham. The king. hath laid that.against the Danish: why is this all imponed. I will win for him if I can. as you call it? Osr. it is the breathing time of day with me: let the foils be brought. and it would come to immediate trial if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer. the opposition of your person in trial. sir. and the king hold his purpose. I mean. I will gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits. my lord. Sir. To this effect. after what flourish . sir. Shall I re-deliver you e'en so? Ham.

the bubbles are out. Osr. Yours. Hor. Thus has he. which carries them through and through the most fanned and winnowed opinions.] He does well to commend it himself.-. there are no tongues else for's turn.your nature will. I commend my duty to your lordship. [Exit Osric. yours.--and many more of the same bevy that I know the drossy age dotes on. and do but blow them to their trial. . Ham.only got the tune of the time and outward habit of encounter. This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head. Ham. He did comply with his dug before he suck'd it. a kind of yesty collection.

Ham. The King and Queen and all are coming down. they follow the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks. My lord. In happy time.] Lord. provided I be so able as now. Lord. Ham. or that you will take longer time. his majesty commended him to you by young Osric. The queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to Laertes before you fall to play. mine is ready. Lord. She well instructs me. Ham. . now or whensoever. I am constant to my purposes.[Enter a Lord. who brings back to him that you attend him in the hall: he sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes.

we defy augury: there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.-Ham. It is but foolery. good my lord. Ham. Not a whit. But thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart: but it is no matter. and say you are not fit. If your mind dislike anything. it will be now. if it be not to come. obey it: I will forestall their repair hither. but it is such a kind of gain-giving as would perhaps trouble a woman. You will lose this wager. Nay. 'tis not to come.[Exit Lord.] Hor. Ham. Hor. If it be now. Hor. I do not think so. if it be not now. since he went into France I have been in continual practice: I shall win at the odds. my lord. yet it will come: .

Hamlet. Queen. and you must needs have heard. What I have done That might your nature. Then Hamlet does it not. Give me your pardon. Lords.the readiness is all: since no man has aught of what he leaves. How I am punish'd with sore distraction.] King. I here proclaim was madness. as you are a gentleman. and Attendants with foils &c. Osric. This presence knows. and take this hand from me. then? His madness: if't be so. what is't to leave betimes? [Enter King. come.] Ham. and exception Roughly awake. sir: I have done you wrong: But pardon't. Hamlet denies it. Come. Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd. [The King puts Laertes' hand into Hamlet's. Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet: If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away. Laertes. His madness is . And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes. Who does it. honour.

one for me. like a star in the darkest night. Whose motive. should stir me most To my revenge.-. in this case.poor Hamlet's enemy. 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.Give us the foils. But till that time I do receive your offer'd love like love. Ham. come on. Laertes. Sir. Laer. in mine ignorance Your skill shall. 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. Come. in this audience. Ham. I embrace it freely. I'll be your foil. And will not wrong it. Laer. And will this brother's wager frankly play. . But in my terms of honour I stand aloof. I am satisfied in nature. Stick fiery off indeed.

young Osric.] Osr. You know the wager? Ham. let me see another. Cousin Hamlet. No. Give them the foils. I do not fear it. Ay. Set me the stoups of wine upon that . But since he's better'd. Laer. King. my lord. Ham.Laer. This is too heavy. This likes me well. King. my good lord. by this hand. You mock me. I have seen you both. Your grace has laid the odds o' the weaker side. These foils have all a length? [They prepare to play. sir. Very well. we have therefore odds. Ham. King.

If Hamlet give the first or second hit. Give me the cups. Let all the battlements their ordnance fire. And in the cup an union shall he throw. No. my lord. Laer. bear a wary eye. sir. the judges. begin:-.-. Ham. 'Now the king drinks to Hamlet. Come on.And you. The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath. And let the kettle to the trumpet speak. Come. Richer than that which four successive kings In Denmark's crown have worn.table. Judgment! .] Ham. Or quit in answer of the third exchange.'--Come. The trumpet to the cannoneer without. The cannons to the heavens. [They play. the heavens to earth. Laer. Ham. One.

what say you? [They play. Hamlet. Ham. Well.-. A touch. Here's to thy health. set it by awhile. .-Come. and scant of breath. Hamlet. Stay.] Laer. I'll play this bout first.Osr.--Hamlet. a touch.Here. this pearl is thine. He's fat. rub thy brows: The queen carouses to thy fortune.] Give him the cup. A hit. Laer.-[Trumpets sound.--Another hit.--again. give me drink. take my napkin. a very palpable hit. King. and cannon shot off within. King. Our son shall win. Queen. I do confess.

[Aside. I pray you pardon me. King. [Aside. Queen. My lord. Laer. . it is too late. madam. I pray you pass with your best violence: I am afeard you make a wanton of me. for the third. do not drink. by-and-by. Gertrude. I dare not drink yet. let me wipe thy face. King. I'll hit him now. I do not think't. Ham.Ham. Come.] It is the poison'd cup. Queen. Ham. Laer. I will. my lord. Come. Laertes: you but dally. Good madam! King.] And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience.

Have at you now! [Laertes wounds Hamlet. ho! Hor.] Osr. they are incens'd. my lord? . then. Ham. come again! [The Queen falls. they change rapiers.] Osr. in scuffling. and Hamlet wounds Laertes. Part them. Nay. They bleed on both sides. Nothing.--How is it. [They play.Laer. Look to the queen there. Say you so? come on.] King. Laer. neither way.

as a woodcock to my own springe. She swoons to see them bleed. thou art slain. Laertes? Laer. Ham. Hamlet: Hamlet. It is here. Why. No. I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. Queen. The . In thee there is not half an hour of life. [Laertes falls. no! the drink. No medicine in the world can do thee good. How does the Queen? King. the drink!--O my dear Hamlet!-.] Laer.Osr. O villany!--Ho! let the door be lock'd: Treachery! seek it out. [Dies. Osric. the drink!--I am poison'd. How is't.] Ham.The drink.

noble Hamlet: Mine and my father's .--Is thy union here? Follow my mother.] Laer. damned Dane.-. Drink off this potion. to thy work.treacherous instrument is in thy hand. here I lie. yet defend me. O. murderous. Ham. thou incestuous. friends! I am but hurt. Unbated and envenom'd: the foul practice Hath turn'd itself on me. He is justly serv'd. Treason! treason! King.Exchange forgiveness with me. [Stabs the King. lo. Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd: I can no more:--the king. Ham. venom. It is a poison temper'd by himself. The point envenom'd too!-.Then. [King dies. the king's to blame.] Osric and Lords. Here.

what a wounded name.-.-. Thou liv'st. I'll have't. let go. That are but mutes or audience to this act. shall live behind me! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart.--as this fell sergeant. Is strict in his arrest.--Wretched queen.O good Horatio. I could tell you. I am dead. Give me the cup.I am dead. Ham. by heaven. Never believe it: I am more an antique Roman than a Dane.You that look pale and tremble at this chance.Here's yet some liquor left. Absent thee from felicity awhile. adieu!-. And in this harsh world draw .] Ham.--O. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee. Had I but time.-. Things standing thus unknown.death come not upon thee. report me and my cause aright To the unsatisfied. death. Hor.--Horatio. Horatio. As thou'rt a man.But let it be. Nor thine on me! [Dies.-.

I die. Young Fortinbras. O.] What warlike noise is this? Osr. [Dies. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! Why does the drum come hither? . The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit: I cannot live to hear the news from England.] Hor. Horatio. Now cracks a noble heart. To the ambassadors of England gives This warlike volley. So tell him. But I do prophesy the election lights On Fortinbras: he has my dying voice. Which have solicited.--Good night. with conquest come from Poland. more and less. sweet prince. with the occurrents. To tell my story. Ham. and shot within.--the rest is silence.-[March afar off.thy breath in pain.

This quarry cries on havoc. and others. The sight is dismal.] Fort. That thou so many princes at a shot So bloodily hast struck? 1 Ambassador. What feast is toward in thine eternal cell. What is it you will see? If aught of woe or wonder. Where is this sight? Hor. cease your search.--O proud death.] [Enter Fortinbras. And our affairs from England come too late: The ears are senseless that should give us hearing. Fort. 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. Had it the ability of life to thank you: He never gave .[March within. the English Ambassadors.

And. in this upshot. For me. bloody and unnatural acts.commandment for their death. But since. . Of accidental judgments. Which now. Fort. with sorrow I embrace my fortune: I have some rights of memory in this kingdom. purposes mistook Fall'n on the inventors' heads: all this can I Truly deliver. and you from England. to claim my vantage doth invite me. so jump upon this bloody question. And call the noblest to the audience. You from the Polack wars. Let us haste to hear it. And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more: But let this same be presently perform'd. Hor. Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause. casual slaughters. And let me speak to the yet unknowing world How these things came about: so shall you hear Of carnal. Of that I shall have also cause to speak. give order that these bodies High on a stage be placed to the view. Even while men's minds are wild: lest more mischance On plots and errors happen. Are here arriv'd.

bearing off the dead bodies. Go.Take up the bodies. after the which a peal of ordnance is shot off. bid the soldiers shoot.--Such a sight as this Becomes the field. To have prov'd most royally: and. had he been put on.Fort. for his passage.] [Exeunt. For he was likely. [A dead march. but here shows much amiss. Let four captains Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage.] .-. The soldiers' music and the rites of war Speak loudly for him.

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