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Yet here she is allow'd her virgin crants,
Luer. Must there no more be done?
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 should'st 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 270 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'er-top old Pelion or the skyish head Of blue Olympus.
Ham. Advancing. What is he whose grief Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of
Ham. So much for this, sir: now let me see the other;
You do remember all the circumstance?
Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting
That would not let me sleep; methought I lay
With, ho! such bugs and goblins in my life,
Is 't possible? Ham. Here's the commission: read it at more leisure.
But wilt thou hear me how I did proceed?
Ham. Being thus benetted round with villanies,
Ere I could make a prologue to my brains
Hor. It must be shortly known to him from England
What is the issue of the business there.
Ham. It will be short: the interim is mine; And a man's life no more than to say 'One.' But I am very sorry, good Horatio, That to Laertes I forgot myself; For, by the image of my cause, I see The portraiture of his: I'll court his favours: But, sure, the bravery of his grief did put me Into a towering passion. Hor.
Peace! who comes here! Enter OSRIC.
Osr. Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark.
Ham. I humbly thank you, sir. Dost know this water-fly?
Osr. Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I should impart a thing to you from his majesty.
Ham. I will receive it, sir, with all diligence of spirit. Put your bonnet to his right use; 'tis for the head.
Osr. I thank your lordship, 'tis very hot. Ham. No, believe me, 'tis very cold; the wind is northerly.
Osr. It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed. Ham. But yet methinks it is very sultry and hot for my complexion.
Osr. Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sultry, as 'twere, I cannot tell how. But, my lord, his majesty bade me signify to you that he has laid a great wager on your head. Sir, this is the matter,
Ham. I beseech you, remember
HAMLET moves him to put on his hat. Osr. Nay, good my lord; for mine ease, in good faith. Sir, here is newly come to court Laertes; believe me, an absolute gentleman, ful of most excellent differences, of very soft society and great showing; indeed, to speak feelingly of him, he is the card or calendar of gentry, for you shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would see.
Ham. Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you; though, I know, to divide him inventorially would dizzy the arithmetic of memory, and yet but yaw neither, in respect of his quick sail. But, in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul of great article; and his infusion of such dearth and rareness, as, to make true diction of him, his semblable is his mirror;
and who else would trace him, his umbrage, nothing more.
Osr. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him.
HAMLET, PRince of deNMARK.
Ham. The concernancy, sir? why do we wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath? Osr. Sir?
Hor. Is 't not possible to understand in another tongue? You will do 't, sir, really. Ham. What imports the nomination of this gentleman?
Hor. This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head.
Ham. He did comply with his dug before he
Osr. Of Laertes ?
Hor. His purse is empty already; all's golden words are spent.
Ham. Of him, sir.
Osr. I know you are not ignorantHam. I would you did, sir; yet, in faith, if you did, it would not much approve me. sir?
Enter a Lord.
Lord. My lord, his majesty commended him to you by young Osric, who brings back to him that you attend him in the hall; he sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, or that you will take longer time.
Ham. I am constant to my purposes; they follow the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks, be so able as now. mine is ready; now or whensoever, provided I
Lord. The king and queen and all are coming down.
Osr. You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is
Ham. I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with him in excellence; but, to know a man well, were to know himself.
Osr. I mean, sir, for his weapon; but in the imputation laid on him by them, in his meed he's unfellowed.
Ham. What's his weapon?
Ham. That's two of his weapons; but, well. Osr. The king, sir, hath wagered with him six Barbary horses; against the which he has imponed, as I take it, six French rapiers and poniards, with their assigns, as girdle, hangers, and so three of the carriages, in faith, are very dear to fancy, very responsive to the hilts, most delicate carriages, and of very liberal conceit.
Ham. What call you the carriages? Hor. I knew you must be edified by the margent ere you had done.
Ham. In happy time.
Lord. The queen desires you to use some to play. gentle entertainment to Laertes before you fall
Ham. She well instructs me.
Exit Lord. Hor. You will lose this wager, my lord. Ham. I do not think so; since he went into But thou would'st not France I have been in continual practice; shall win at the odds. think how ill all's here about my heart; but it is no matter.
Hor. Nay, good my lord,
Ham. It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gain-giving as would perhaps trouble a woman. Hor. If your mind dislike any thing, obey it ; are not fit. I will forestall their repair hither, and say you
Osr. The carriages, sir, are the hangers. Ham. The phrase would be more german to the matter if we could carry cannon by our sides; I would it might be hangers till then. But, on six Barbary horses against six French swords, their assigns, and three liberal-conceited carriages; that's the French bet against the Danish. Why is this 'imponed,' as you call it? Osr. The king, sir, hath laid, sir, that in a dozen passes between yourself and him, he shall not exceed you three hits; he hath laid on twelve for nine, and it would come to immediate trial if your lordship would vouchsafe the
If Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury; there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all. Since no man has anght of what he leaves, what is 't to leave betimes? Let be.
Ham. How if I answer no?
Osr. I mean, my lord, the opposition of your person in trial.
Ham. Sir, I will walk here in the hall; if it please his majesty, 'tis the breathing time of day with me; let the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the king hold his purpose, I will win for him an I can; if not, I will gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits.
Enter KING, QUEEN, LAERTES, Lords, OSRIC, and Attendants with foils, etc. King. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me.
The KING puts the hand of LAERTES into that of HAMLET. Ham. Give me your pardon, sir; I've done you wrong; But pardon 't, as you are a gentleman. This presence knows,
And you must needs have heard, how Iam punish'-
Osr. Shall I re-deliver you e'en so?
Ham. To this effect, sir; after what flourish your nature will.
Osr. I commend my duty to your lordship.
Queen. I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon me.
I do not think't. Laer. Aside. And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience.
Till by some elder masters, of known honour,
Ham. Come, for the third, Laertes. You but dally;
I have a voice and precedent of peace,
To keep my name ungor'd. But till that time, I pray you, pass with your best violence.
Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil
I stand aloof, and will no reconcilement,
Come, one for me. 270 Ham. I'll be your foil, Laertes; in mine ignorance
Your skill shall, like a star i' the darkest night,
You mock me, sir.
Ham. No, by this hand.
You know the wager?
all a length?
cups; And let the kettle to the trumpet speak, The trumpet to the cannoneer without, The cannons to the heavens, the heavens to earth, 'Now the king drinks to Hamlet!' Come, begin; And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.
Ham. Come on, sir.
Come, my lord.
Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit.
give me drink.
Here's to thy health. Give him the cup.
The drink, the drink! I am poison'd.
Ham. O villany! Ho! let the door be lock'd:
No medicine in the world can do thee good; s
Then, venom, to thy work.
Stabs the KING.
All. Treason! treason!
King. O yet defend me, friends; I am but hurt.
Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane,
Drink off this potion; is thy union here ?
I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu !
As thou 'rt a man, Give me the cup: let go; by heaven, I'll have 't. O God! Horatio, what a wounded name, 360 Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me.
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
March afar off, and shout within. What war-like noise is this? Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland,
To the ambassadors of England gives
O! I die, Horatio;
That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead.
Are here arriv'd, give order that these bodies
Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts,
Let us haste to hear it, And call the noblest to the audience. For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune; I have some rights of memory in this kingdom, Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me.
Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, And from his mouth whose voice will draw on