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And think it pastime. You shortly shall hear King, The very same. more :
Laer. I know him well, he is the brooch, I loved your father, and we love ourself ;
indeed, And that, I hope, will teach you to imagine, And gem of all the nation. How now ? what news ?
King. He made confession of you :
And gave you such a masterly report,
For art and exercise in your defence, t
King. From Hamlet ! who brought them? If one could match you : the scrimers I of their Mess. Sailors, my lord, they say: I saw them
He swore had neither motion, guard, nor eye, 'They were given me by Claudio, he receiv'a If you oppos’d them.-Sir, this report of his thern
Did Hamlet so envenom with his envy, or him that brought them.
That he could nothing do, but wish and beg, King. Laertes, you shall hear them :
Your sudden coming o'er, to play with you. Leave us.
[Exit MESSENGER. Now, out of this,-[Reads.] High and mighty, you shall know, Laer. What out of this, my lord ? I am set naked on your kingdom. To-morrow King. Laertes, was your father dear to you? shall I beg leave to see your kingly eyes ; when Or are you like the paiuting of a sorrow I shall, first asking your pardon thereunto, A face without a heart? recount the occasion of my sudden and more Laer. Why ask you this ? strange return.
Hamlet. King. Not that I think, you did not love your
father ; What should this mean! Are all the rest come But that I know, love is begun by time; back?
And that I see, in passages of proof, ý Or is it some abuse, and no such thing? Time qualifies the spark and fire of it. Laer. Know you the hand ?
There lives within the very flame of love King. 'Tis Hamlet's character. Naked,- A kind of wick, or spuff, that will abate it; And in a postscript here, he says, alone : And nothing is at a like goodness still; Can you advise me?
For goodness, growing to a pleurisy, Laer. I am lost in it, my lord. But let him Dies in his own too much : That we would do, come ;
We should do when we would; for this would It warins the very sickness in my heart,
changes, That I shall live and tell him to his teeth, And hath abatements and delays as many, Thus diddest thou.
As there are tongues, are hands, are accidents; King. If it be so, Laertes,
And then this should is like a spendthrift sigh, As how should it be so ? how otherwise 3- That hurts by easing. But, to the quick o'the Will you be rul'd by me?
ulcer : Laer. Ay, my lord ;
Hamlet comes back; What would you under. So you will not o'errule me to a peace.
take, King. To bine own peace. If be now To show yourself deed your father's son return'd,
More than in words?
King. No place, indeed, should murder sancTo an exploit, now ripe in my device,
tvarize ; Under the which he shall not choose but fall :
Revenge should have no bounds. But, good And for his death no wind of blame sball
ber : breathe :
Will you do this, keep close within your chamBut even his mother shall uncharge the practice, Hamlet, return'd, shall know you are come And call it, accident.
home : Laer. My lord, I will be rul'd;
We'll put on those shall praise your excellence, The rather, if you could devise it so.
And set a double varnish on the same That I might be the organ.
The Frenchman gave you ; bring you, in fine, King. It falls right.
together, You have been talk'd of since your travel much, and wager o'er your heads : he, being remiss, And that in Hamlet's hearing, for a quality Most generous, and free from all contriving, Wherein, they say, you shine: your sum of will not peruse the foils ; so that, with ease, parts
Or with a little shuffling, you may choose Did not together pluck such envy from him, A sword unbated, 1. and, in a pass of practice, As did that one ; and that, in my regard, Requite him for your father. of the unworthiest siege. †
Laer. I will do't : Laer. What part is that, my lord ?
And, for the purpose, I'll anoint my sword. King. A very ribband in the cap of youth, I bought an unction of a mountebank, Yet needful too ; for youth no less becomes So mortal, that but dip a knife in it, The light and careless livery that it wears, Where it draws blood, no cataplasm so rare, Than settled age his sables, and his weeds, Collected from all simples that bave virtue Importing health and graveness.-Two months Under the moon, can save the thing from death, since,
That is but scratch'd withal : I'll touch my Here was a gentlemen of Normandy :
point I have seen myself, and serv'd against the French, With this contagion ; that, if I gall him slightly, And they can well' on horseback : but this gal- It may be death. lant
King. Let's further think of this ; Had witchcraft in't ; he grew unto his seat; Weigh" what convenience, both of time and And to such wondrous doing brought his horse,
means, As he had been incorps'd and demi-natur'd May fit us to our shape : if this should fail, With the brave beast : so far he topp'd my And that our drift look through our bad pertbought,
formance, That I, in forgery of shapes and tricks,
"Twere better ,not assay'd ; therefore this proCome short of what he did.
ject Laer. A Norman, was't ?
Should have a back, or second, that might hold, King. A Norman Laer. Upon my life, Lamord.
• Ornament. + Science of defence, i. e. fencing. i Fencers.
Daily experience. • Objecting to.
If this should blast in proof. Soft ;-let me 2 Clo. Nay, but hear you, goodman deliver. see ;
1 Clo. Give me leave. Here lies the water ; We'll make a solemn wager on your cun- good : here stands the man ; good : If the man nings,
go to this water, and drown bimself, it is, will I ha't :
he, nill he, be goes ; mark you that': but if the When in your motion you are hot and dry, water come to hiin, and drown bin, he drowns (As make your bouts more violent to that end,) not himself : argal, he, that is not guilty of his And that he calls for drink, I'll bave preferr'd I own death, shortens not his own life. him
2 Clo. But is this law ? A chalice for the nonce : 5 whereon but şipping, 1 Clo. Ay, marry is't; cowner's-quest law. If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck, I| 2 Clo. Will you ha' the truth on'i ? If this bad Our purpose inay hold there. But stay, what not been a gentlewoman, she should have been noise ?
buried out of Christian burial.
1 Clo. Why, there thou say'st : And the more Enter QUEEN.
pity; that great folks sball have countenance in How now, sweet queen ?
this world to drown or hang themselves, more Queen. One woe doth tread upon another's than their even Christian. Come, my spade. heel,
(Laertes, There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, So fast they follow :-Your sister's drowu'd, ditchers, and grave-makers ; they hold up Adam's Laer. Drown'd! Oh! where?
profession. Queen. There is a willow grows ascant the 2 Clo. Was he a gentlemen ? brook,
1 Clo, He was the first that ever bore arms. That shows bis hoar leaves in the glassy stream; 2 Clo. Why, he had none. Therewith fantastic garlands did she make
I Clo. What, art a heathen? How dost thou of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long understand the scripture? The scripture says, purples, f
Adam digged; Could he dig without arms ? That liberal ** shepherds give a grosser name, l'll put another question to thee: It thou anBut our cold maids do dead men's fingers call swerest me not to the purpose, confess thythem :
selfThere on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds 2 Clo. Go to. Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke ; I Clo. What is he, that builds stronger than When down her weedy trophies, and herself, either the mason, the shipwright, or the car. Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread penter ?
2 Clo. The gallows maker; for that frame And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up: out-lives a thousand tenants. Which time, shechaunted snatches of old 1 Clo. I like thy wit well, in good faith ; the As one incapable ft of her own distress, (tunes, gallows does well : But how does it well? it Or like a creature native and indu'd,
does well to those that do ill : now thou dost Unto that element: but long it could not be, ill, to say the gallows is built stronger than Till that ber garments, heavy with their drink, the church ; argal, the gallows may do well to Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay thee. To't again ; come. To muddy death.
2 Clo. Who builds stronger than a mason, a Laer. Alas then, she is drowu'd ?
shipwright, or a carpenter? Queen. Drown’d, drown'd.
i clo. Ay, tell me that, and unyoke. + Laer. Too much of water hast thou, poor 2 Clo. Marry, now I can tell. Ophelia,
1 Clo. To't. And therefore I forbid my tears : But yet
2 Clo. Mass, I cannot tell. It is our trick ; nature ber custom holds, Let sbame say wbat it will : when these are Enter HAMLET and HORATIO, at a distance. gone,
i Clo. Cudgel thy brains no more about it ; The woman will be out. I1 - Adieu, my lord ! for your dull ass will not mend his pace with I have a speech of fire, that fain would blaze, beating : and, when you are asked this question But that this folly drowns it.
(Exit. next, say, a grave-maker; the houses ibat he King. Let's follow, Gertrude :
makes last till doomsday. Go, get thee to How much I bad to do to calm his rage !
Yaughan, and fetch me a stoup of liquor. Now fear I, this will give it start again ;
Erit 2 CLOWN. Therefore, let's follow.
I CLOWN digs, and sings.
Methought, it was very sweet,
To contract, 0, the time, for, ah, my behove
0, methought, there was nothing meet, SCENE I.-A Church-Yard.
Ham. Has this fellow no feeling of bis busiEnter Two Clowns, with Spades, &c.
ness ? he sings at grave-making. 1 Clo. Is she to be buried in Christian burial, of easiness.
Hor. Custom hath made it in him a property that wilfully seeks her own salvation ? 2 Clo. I tell thee, she is ; therefore make her ployment hath the daintier sense.
Ham. 'Tis e'en so : the hand of little emgrave straight : 95 the crowner bath set on her, and finds it Christian burial.
i Clo. But age, with his stealing steps, 1 Clo. How can that be, unless she drowned
Hath claw'd me in his clutch, herself in her own defence ?
And hath shipped me into the land, 2 Clo. Why 'tis found so.
As if I had never been such. 1 Clo. It must be se offendendo ; it cannot be
(Throws up a Scull. else. For here lies the point: If I drown my. self wittingly, it argues an act : and an act could sing once : How the knave jowls it to
Ham. That scull had a tongue in it, and hath three branches ; it is, to act, to do, and the ground, as if it were Cain's jaw-bone, that to perform ; argal, Ill! she drowned herself wit did the first murder! This might be the pate tingly.
of a politician, which this ass now o'er-reaches :
not? . As fire arms sometimes burst in proving their one that would circumvent God, might strength. † Skill.
Presented. 1 A cnp for the purpose.
+ Give over.
The song entire is printed in Percy's Reliques of Au++ lusensible.
It Tears will flow. cient English Poetry, vol. 1. It was written by
Hor. It might, my lord.
Ham. Ay, marry, wby was be sent into Eng. Ham. Or of a courtier; which would say, land? Good-morroll, sweet lord! How dost thou, I Clo. Why, because he was mad : he shall good lord! This might be my lord such-a-one, recover his wits there : or, if he do not, tis no that praised my lord such-a-one's horse, when great matter there. he meant to beg it; might it not ?
Ham. Wby? Hor. Ay, my lord.
1 Clo, 'Twill not be seen in him there ; there Hum. why, e'en 50; and now my lady the men are as mad as be. Worm's ; chapless, and knocked about the Ham. How came he mad ? mazzard with a sexton's spade; Here's fine 1 Clo. Very strangely, they say, revolution, an we had the trick to see't. Did Ham. How strangely? these bones cost po more the breeding, but to 1 Clo. 'Faith, c'en with losing his wits. play at loggats * with them ? mine ache to think Ham. Upon what ground ? ou't.
1 Clo. Why, here in Denmark ; I bave been 1 Clo. A pick-are, and a spade, a spade, (Sings. sexton here, man and boy, thirty years. Formand a shrouding sheet;
Ham. How long will a man lie i'the earth
ere he rot ? 0, a pit of clay for to be made
1 Clo. 'Faith, if he be not rotten before he For such a guest is meet. (Throws up a Scull.
die, (as we have many pocky corses now-a
days, that will scarce hold the laying in,) he Ham. There's another; Why may not that will last you some eight year, or nine year : a he the scull of a lawyer ? Where be his quid tanner will last you nine year. dits + now, his quillets, I his cases, his tenures, Ham. Why he more than another? and his tricks? why does be suffer this rude 1 (lo. Why, Sir, his hide is so tanned with kyave now to knock him about the sconce his trade, that he will keep out water a great with a dirty shovel, and will not tell him of his while; and your water is a sore decayer of action of battery? Humph! This fellow might your whoreson dead body. Here's a scull be in's time a great buyer of land, with his now haib lain you i'the earth, three-and-twenty statutes, his recognizances, his fines, bis double years. vouchers, bis recoveries : Is this the fine of his Ham. Whose was it? fines, and the recovery of his recoveries, to 1 Clo. A wboreson med fellow's it was. have bis fine pate full of fine dirt ? will bis Whose do you think it was? vouchers vouch him no more of his purchases, Hum. Nay, I know not. and double ones too, than the length and breadth 1 ('lo. A pestilence ou him for a unad rogue ! of a pair of indeutures ? The very conveyances be poured à fagon of Rhenish on my head of his lands will hardly lie in this box; and ouce. This same scull, Sir, was Yorick's scull, must the inheritor himself have no more i ha? | the king's jester. Hor. Not a jot more, my lord.
Ham. This ?
[Takes the Scull. Ham. Is noi parchinent made of sheep-skins ? 1 Clo. E'en that. Hor. Ay, my lord, and of calves-skins too. Ham. Alas! poor Yorick !-I knew him,
Ham. They are sheep, and calves, which Horatio ; a fellow of infuite jest, of most exseek out assurance in that. I will speak to this cellent fancy : he hath borbe ine on his back a fellow :- Whose grave's this, Sirrah?
thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my 1 Clo. Mine, Sir.
imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here 0, a pit of clay for to be made
lwng those lips, that I have kissed I know not (Sings.
bow oft. For such a guest is meet.
Where be your gibes now? your
gambols? your songs ? your flashes of merriHam. I think it be thine, indeed ; for thou ment, that were wont to set the table on a liest iu't.
roar! Not one now, to mock your own griu1 Clo. You lie out on't, Sir, and therefore it niug? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my is not yours : for my part, I do not lie iu't, yet lady's chamber, and tell her, lei her paint an it is mine.
inch thick, to this favour" she must come ; Ham. Thou dost lie in't, to be in't and say it make her laugh at that.-Pr’ythee, Horatio, is thine ; 'uis for the dead, vot for the quick; tell me one thing. therefore thou liest.
Hor. What's that, my lord ? I Clo. 'Tis a quick lie, Sir ; 'twill away again, Han. Dost thou think, Alexander looked from me to yoll.
o'this fashion i'the eartb? Ham. Wbat man dost thou dig it for?
Hor. E'eu so. 1 (lo. For no man, Sir.
Ham. And smelt so? pah ! Ham. What woman then ?
[Throws down the Scull. 1 Clo. For none neither.
Hor. E'en so, my lord, Ham. Who is to be buried in't ?
Ham. To wbat base uses we may return, 1 Clo. One, that was a woman, Sir ; but, Horatio ! why inay not imagination trace the rest her soul she's dead.
noble dust of Alexander, till be tind it stopping Ham. How absolute the kuave is! we mast a bunghole? speak by the card, # or equivocation will undo Hor. 'Twere to consider too curiously, to us. By the Lord, Horatio, these three years I consider so. bave taken note of it; the age is grown SO Ham. No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him picked, that the toe of the peasant coines 80 thither with modesty enough, and likelihood near the heel of the courtier, he galls bis to lead it : As thus ; Alexander died, Alexander kibe.--How long hast thou been grave. was buried, Alexander returneth to dust; the maker?
dust is eartb; of earth we make loam : And I Clo. Of all the days i'the year, I came to't why of that loam, whereto he was converted, that day that our last king Hamlet overcame might they not stop a beer-barrel ? Fortinbras.
Imperious + Cesar, dead, and turn'd to clay, Ham. How long's that since ?
Might stop a hole to keep the wind away : 1 Clo. Cannot you tell that I every fool can Oh! that the earth, wbich kept the world in tell that: It was that very day that young Ham
awe, let was horn: he that is nnd, and sent into Should patch a wall to expel the winter's England.
But soft! but soft! aside :--Here comes the • An ancient game played as quoits are at present.
king. 1 Subulties. Frivolous distinctions. Ilead. By the compass, or chart of direction.
• Countenance, complexion. + Imperial. Spruce, affected.
Enter PRIESTS, &c. in Procession; the Corpse Could not, with all their quantity of love,
of OPHELIA; LAERTES ; and Mourners Make np my sum.- What wilt thou do for her! following ; KING, QUEEN, their Truins,&c. King. Oh! he is mad, Laertes.
Queen. For love of God, forbear him. The queen, the courtiers : who is this they
Ham. 'Zonnds, show me what thou'lt do: follow?
(token, Woul't weep? woul't fight? woult fast? woult And with such maimed rites ! . This doth beThe Corse, they follow, did with desperate woul't drink up Esil ? * eat a crocodile ?
tear thyself? hand
I'll do't.--Dost thou come here to whine ? Fordo + its own life. 'Twas of some estate : 1 To outface me with leaping in her grave? Couch we awhile, and mark.
Be buried quick with her, and so will 1 : (Retiring with HORATIO. Laer. What ceremony else?
And, if thoni prate of mountains, let them throw
Millions of acres on us; till our ground,
Singeing his pate against the burning zone,
Make Ossa like a wart! Nay, an thou'lt month,
I'll rant as well as thon. 1 Priest. Her obsequies have been as far en
Queen. This is mere madness : larg'd
And thus awhile the fit will work on him; As we have warranty: Her death was doubtful ; Anon, as patient as the female dove, And, but that great command o'ersways the When that her golden couplets are disclos'd, + order,
His silence will sit drooping.
Ham. Hear you, Sir;
What is the reason that you use me thus ?
Let Hercules himself do what he may, Yet here she is allow'd her virgin crants, ||
The cat will mew, and dog will have bis day. Her maiden strewments, and the bringing home
[Erit. of bell and burial.
King. I pray thee, good Horatio, wait upon Laer. Must there no more be done ?
him.1 Priest. No more be done !
[Erit Horatio. We should profane the service of the dead,
Strengthen your patience in our last niglit's speech;
(To LAERTES. To sing a requiem ( and such rest to her
We'll put the matter to the present push.-As to peace parted souls.
Good Gertrude, set sone watch over your son.Laer. Lay her i’the earth ;And from her fair and unpolluted flesh,
This grave shall have a living monnment : May violets spring !- I tell thee, charlish priest, Till then, in patience our proceeding be.
An hour of quiet shortly shall we see ; A minist'ring angel shall my sister be,
(Ereunt. When thou liest bowling. Ham. What, the fair Ophelia!
SCENE 11.-A Hall in the Castle. Queen. Sweets to the sweet : Farewell ! [Scattering Flowers.
Enter HAMLET and HORATIO. I hop'd, thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's
Ham. So much for this, Sir: now shall you
see the other;I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet You do remember all the circumstance ?
maid, And not have strew'd thy grave.
Hor. Remember it, my lord ! Laer. O treble woe
Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of
fighting, Fall ten times treble on that cursed head, Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense
That would not let me sleep : methought, I lay Depriv'd thee of!-Hold off the earth awhile,
Worse than the mutines t in the bílboes. Till I have caught her once more in mine arms and prais'd be 'rashness for it,- Let us know,
Rashly, (Leaps into the Grave: Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well, Now pile your dust upon the quick ** and dead ; When our deep plots do pall : || and that should Till of this fiat a mountain you have made
teach us, To o'ertop old Pelion, or the skyish head of blue Olympus.
There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Hor. That is most certai!ı.
Ham. Up from my cabin,
Grop'd I to find out them ; had my desire; Hamlet the Dane. (Leaps into the Grave. Finger'd their packet; and, in fine, withdrew Laer. The devil take thy soul!
To mine own room again ; making so bold, (Grappling with him. My fears forgetting mauners, to unseal Ham. Thou pray'st not well.
Their grand commission ; where I found, Ho1 pr'ythee, take thy fingers from my throat;
ratio, For, though I am not splenetive and rash,
A royal knavery ; an exact command,Yet bave i in me something dangerous,
Larded with many several sorts of reasons, Which let thy wisdom fear : Hold off thy hand. Witb, ho! such bugs "* and goblins in my
Importing Denmark's health, and England's too, King. Pluck them asunder. Queen. Hamlet, Hamlet !
life, Ål. Gentlemen,
That, on the supervise, ti no leisure bated, Hor. Good my lord, be quiet.
No, not to stay the grinding of the axe, [The Attendants part them, and they come My head should be struck off.
Hor. Is't possible ? out of the Grave. Ham. Why, I will fight with him upon this
Hans. Here's tbe commission ; read it at
more leisure. theme, Ontil my eye-lids will no longer wag.
But wilt thou hear now how I did proceed! Queen. O my son ! what theme?
Hor. Ay, beseech you. Ham. I lov'd Ophelia : forty thousand bro
Ham. Being thus benetted round with vil
• Eisel is vipegar; bat Mr. Steevens conjectures • Imperfect obsequies. + Undo, destroy, the word should be Weisel, a river which falls into the * Iligh rank.
$ Broken pots, or tiles.
1 Mutineers. A Cermon term for garland.
The ship's prison.
Garuished. Amass for the dead.
Or. I could make a prologue to my brains, Osr. Sweet lord, if your lordship were at
Ham. I will receive it, Sir, with all diligence
Ham. No, believe me, 'tis very cold; the wind
is northerly. Ham. An earnest conjuration from
the Osr. It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed. king,
Ham. But yet, methinks, it is very sultry and As England was his faithful tributary ;
bot; or my complexionAs love between them like the palm might Osr. Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sul. nourish;
try,--as 'twere,- 1 cannot tell how-My lord, his As peace should still her wheaten garland wear, majesty bade me signify to you, that he has laid And stand a comma I 'tween their amilies; a great wager on your head : Sir, this is the And many such like as's of great charge,
matter, That, on the view and knowing of these con- Ham. I beseech you, remember tents,
(HAMLET mores him to put on his Hat Without debatement further, more, or less, Osr. Nay, good my lord; for my ease, is He should the bearers put to sudden death, good faith. Sir, here is newly come to court Not shriving 9-time allow'd.
Laertes : believe me, an absolute gentleman, full Hor. How was this seal'd ?
of most excellent differences, + of very soft so. Ham. Why, even in that was heaven ordi- ciety, and great showing : Indeed, to speak feelnant;
ingly of him, he is the card I or calendar of I had my father's signet in my purse,
gentry for you shall find in bim the continents Which was the model || of that Danish seal : of what part a gentleman would see. Folded the writ up in form of the other ;
Ham. Sir, this definement suffers no perdition Subscrib'd it; gave't the impression ; plac'd it in you ;-though, I know, to divide him invensafely,
torially, would dizzy the arithmetic of memory; The changeling never known: Now, the next day and yet but raw neither, in respect of his quick Was our sea-ligbt; and what to this was se- sail.' But, in the verity of extolment, I take quent
him to be a soul of great article ; and his inThou know'st already.
fusion of such dearth and rareness, as, to make Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go true diction of him, bis semblable is his mirror; to't.
and, who else would trace him, bis umbrage, Ham. Why, man, they did make love to this uothing more. || employment ;
Osr. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of They are not near my conscience ; their defeat
him. Does by their own insinuation grow :
Ham. The concernancy, Sir ? why do we wrap 'Tis dangerous, when the baser nature comes the gentleman in our more rawer breath Between the pass and fell incensed points
Osr. Sir? Of mighty opposites.
Hor. Is't not possible to understand in anoHor. Why, what a king is this !
ther tongue? You will do't, Sir, really.
den words are spent. And with such cozenage ; is't not perfect con- Ham. Of him, Sir. science,
Osr. I know, you are not ignorant-To quit ** him with this arm ? and is't not to be Ham. I would, you did, sir; yet, in faith, if damn'd,
you did, it would not much approve ** me ;To let this canker of our nature come
Osr. You are not ignorant of what excellence
Ham. I dare not confess that, lest I should
compare with him in excellence; but, to know Ham. It will be short; the interim is mine ; a man well, were to know himself. And a man's life no more than to say, one.
Osr. I mean, Sir, for his weapon ; but in the But I am very sorry, good Horatio,
imputation laid on him by them, in his meed 1+ That to Laertes I forgot myself ;
be's unfellowed. For, by the image of my cause, I see
Ham. What's his weapon ?
Ost. The king, Sir, hath wagered with him
six Barbary horses : against the which he has
impawned, it as I take it, six French rapiers and Enter OSRIC.
poniards, with their assigns, as girdle, hang. Osr. Your lordship is right welcome back to ers, hj and so : Three of the carriages, in faith, Denmark.
are very dear to fancy, very responsive to the Ham. I bumbly thank you, sir.--Dost know hilts, most delicate carriages, and of very liberal this waterfly ? It
conceit. Hor. No, my good lord.
Ham. What call you the carriages ? Ham. Thy state is the more gracious ; for Hor. I knew, you must be edified by the 'tis a vice to know him: He hath much land, margent, III ere you had done. and fertile : let a beast be lord of beasts, and Ost. The carriages, Sir, are the hangers. bis crib shall stand at the king's mess : 'Tis a chough, fý but, as I say, spacious in the possession
• The affected phrase of the time. of dirt.
Distinguisbing excellencies. • Compass or chart.
The country and pattern for imitation.
# This speech is a ridicule of the court jargon of that • Before. + Statesmen, * A note of connection. time. Mentioning. ** Recommend. Confessing. I Copy.
Following. tt Praise. 11 lm.poned, put down, staked. 6. Requite.
11 For count some Editors read 16 That part of the belt by which the sword was sur court. it Water-flies are guats.
pended. 11 Margin of a book which contains exA bird like a jackdaw.