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Imperious Cæsar, dead and turn'd to clay, llam. Thou pray'st not well. Might stop a hole to keep the wind away : I prithee, take thy fingers from my throat; 0! that that earth, which kept the world in For though I am not splenitive and rash awe,

Yet have I something in me dangerous, Shonld patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw. Which let thy wiseness fear. Away thy hand ! But soft! but soft! aside : here comes the king, King. Pluck them asunder.


Hamlet! Hamlet! Enter Priests, etc. in procession ; the Corpse of All. Gentlemen,-OPHELIA, LAERTES and Mourners following ;


Good my lord, be quiet. KING, QUEEN, their Trains, etc.

The Attendunts part them, and they come out The queen, the courtiers : who is this they follow?

Ham. Why, I will fight with him upon this And with such maimed rites ? This doth be- theme token

Until my eyelids will no longer wag. The corse they follow did with desperate hand Queen. O my son! what theme! Fordo its own life; 'twas of some estate.

Ham. I lov'd Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Couch we awhile, and mark.

Could not, with all their quantity of love, Retiring with HORATIO. Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her ? Laer. What ceremony else?

King. O! he is mad, Laertes. Ham. That is Laertes,

Queen. For love of God, forbear him. A very noble youth : mark, Ham. 'Swounds! show me what thou 'It do : Laer. What ceremony else?

Woo't weep? woo't fight? woo't fast? woo't Priest. Her obsequies have been as far enlarg'd tear thyself? As we have warrantise; her death was doubtful, | Woo't drink up eisel ? eat a crocodile ? And, but that great command o'ersways the I'll do't. Dost thou come here to whine ? order,

252 To outface me with leaping in her grave ? She should in ground unsanctified have lodg'd Be buried quick with her, and so will I: Till the last trumpet ; for charitable prayers, And, if thou prate of mountains, let them Shards, flints, and pebbles should be thrown on throw her;

Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Yet here she is allow'd her virgin crants, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Her maiden strewments, and the bringing home Make Ossa like a wart! Nay, an thou 'lt mouth, Of bell and burial.

I'll rant as well as thou. Luer. Must there no more be done?


This is mere madness : Priest.

No more be done: And thus awhile the fit will work on him ; We should profane the service of the dead, 260 | Anon, as patient as the female dove, To sing a requiem and such rest to her

When that her golden couplets are disclos'd, As to peace-parted souls.

His silence will sit drooping.
Lay her i' the earth; Ham.

Hear you, sir; And from her fair and unpolluted flesh

What is the reason that you use me thus ?
May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, I lov'd you ever: but it is no matter ;
A ministering angel shall my sister be,

Let Hercules himself do what he may,
When thou liest howling.

The cat will mew and dog will have his day. Ham. What! the fair Ophelia ?

Erit. Queen, Sweets to the sweet : farewell!

King. I pray you, good Horatio, wait upon Scattering flowers. him.

Exit HORATIO. I hop'd thon should'st have been my Hamlet's 7'0 LAERTES. Strengthen your patience in our wife;

last night's speech; I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet We'll put the matter to the present pnsb. maid,

Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son. And not have strew'd thy grave.

This grave shall have a living monument : Laer.

0! treble woe 270 An hour of quiet shortly shall we see ; Fall ten times treble on that cursed head Till then, in patience our proceeding be. 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.

Scene II.-A Hall in the Castle.
Leaps into the grave.
Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead,

Till of this flat a mountain you have made, Ham. So much for this, sir : now let me see
To o'er-top old Pelion or the skyish head

the other ; Of blue Olympus.

You do remember all the circumstance! Ham. Advancing. What is he whose grief Hor. Remember it, my lord ? Bears such an emphasis ? whose phrase of Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of

fighting Conjures the wandering stars, and makes them That would not let me sleep; methought I lay stand

Worse than the mutines in the bilboes. Rashly, Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I, And prais'd be rashness for it, let us know, Hamlet the Dane.

Leaps into the grave. Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well

The devil take thy soul! When our deep plots do pall; and that should
Grapples with him.

teach us




There's a divinity that shapes our ends, 10 He that hath kill'd my king and whor'd my Rough-hew them how we will.

mother, Hor.

That is most certain. Popp'd in between the election and my hopes, Ham. Up from my cabin,

Thrown out his angle for my proper life, My sea-gown scarf'd about me, in the dark And with such cozenage-is 't not perfect Grop'd I to find out them, had my desire,

conscience Finger'd their packet, and in fine withdrew To quit him with this arm ? and is 't not to be To mine own room again; making so bold,

damn'd My fears forgetting manners, to unseal

To let this canker of our nature come
Their grand commission; where I found, In further evil?

Hor. It must be shortly known to him from O royal knavery! an exact command,

England Larded with many several sorts of reasons 20 What is the issue of the business there. Importing Denmark's health, and England's Ham. It will be short: the interim is mine; too,

And a man's life no more than to say .One.' With, hol such bugs and goblins in my life, But I am very sorry, good Horatio, That, on the supervise, no leisure bated,

That to Laertes I forgot myself ; No, not to stay the grinding of the axe,

For, by the image of my cause, I see My head should be struck off.

The portraiture of his : I'll court his favours: llor.

Is 't possible? But, sure, the bravery of his grief did put me Ham. Here's the commission : read it at Into a towering passion. more leisure.


Peace! who comes here! But wilt thou hear me how I did proceed ?

Enter OSRIC. Hor. I beseech you. Ham. Being thus bepetted round with Osr. Your lordship is right welcome back to villanies,

Denmark. Ere I could make a prologue to my brains Ham. I bumbly thank you, sir. Dost know They had begun the play,--I sat me down, this water-fly? Devis'd a new commission, wrote it fair;

Hor. No, my good lord. I once did hold it, as our statists do,

Ham. Thy state is the more gracious ; for 'tis A baseness to write fair, and labour'd much a vice to know him. He hath much land, and How to forget that learning ; but, sir, now fertile : let a beast be lord of beasts, and his It did me yeoman's service. Wilt thou know crib shall stand at the king's mess : 'tis a chough; The effect of what I wrote ?

but, as I say, spacious in the possession of Hor.

Ay, good my lord. dirt. Ham. An earnest conjuration from the king, Osr. Sweet lord, if your lordship were at As England was his faithful tributary,

leisure, I should impart a thing to you from his As love between them like the palm should majesty. flourish,

Ham. I will receive it, sir, with all diligence As peace should still her wheaten garland wear, of spirit. Put your bonnet to his right use; 'tis And stand a comma 'tween their amities, for the head. And many such-like · As'es of great charge, Osr. I thank your lordship, 'tis very hot. That, on the view and knowing of these con. Ham. No, believe me, 'tis very cold; the win tents,

is northerly. Without debatement further, more or less, Osr. It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed He should the bearers put to sudden death, Ham. But yet methinks it is very sultry and Not shriving-time allow'd.

hot for my complexion. Hor.

How was this seal'dl ? Osr. Exceedingly, my lord ; it is very sultry, Ham. Why, even in that was heaven ordinant. as 'twere, I cannot tell how. But, my lord, his I had my father's signet in my purse,

majesty bade me signify to you that he has la:] Which was the model of that Danish seal; a great wager on your head. Sir, this is the Folded the writ up in the form of the other, matter, Subscrib'd it, gave't the impression, plac'd it Ham. I beseech you, remembersafely,

HAMLET moves him to put on his hat The changeling never known. Now, the next Osr. Nay, good my lord ; for mine ease, in day

good faith. Sir, here is newly come to court Was our sea-fight, and what to this was sequent Laertes; believe me, an absolute gentleman, fuil Thou know'st already.

of most excellent differences, of very soft society Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go and great showing ; indeed, to speak feelingly to't.

of him, he is the card or calendar of gentry, for Ham. Why, man, they did make love to this you shall find in him the continent of wbat jart employment ;

a gentleman would see. They are not near my conscience; their defeat Ham. Sir, his definement suffers no perdition Does by their own insinuation grow.

in you; though, I know, to divide him inves'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes 60 torially would dizzy the arithmetic of memory, Between the pass and fell-incensed points and yet but yaw neither, in respect of his quick Of mighty opposites.

sail. But, in the verity of extolment, I take Hor.

Why, what a king is this! | him to be a soul of great article ; and his inHam. Does it not, thinks 't thee, stand me fusion of such dearth and rareness, as, to make now upon

true diction of him, his semblable is his mirror ;







and who else would trace him, his umbrage, Hor. This lapwing runs away with the shell nothing more.

on his head. Osr. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of Ham. He did comply with his dug before he bim.

sucked it. Thus has he, and many more of the Ham. The concernancy, sir ? why do we wrap same bevy that I know the drossy age dotes the gentleman in our more rawer breath? on, only got the tune of the time and outward Osr. Sir !

habit of encounter, a kind of yesty collection Hor. Is’t not possible to understand in an- which carries them through and through the other tongue? You will do’t, sir, really. most fond and winnowed opinions, and do but

Nam. What imports the nomination of this blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out. gentleman ? Osr. Of Laertes ?

Enter a Lord. Hor. His purse is empty already; all 's golden Lord. My lord, his majesty commended him words are spent.

to you by young Osric, who brings back to him Ham. Of him, sir.

140 that you attend him in the hall; he sends to Osr. I know you are not ignorant

know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, Ham. I would you did, sir ; yet, in faith, if or that you will take longer time. you did, it would not much approve me. Well, Ham. I am constant to my purposes ; they sir ?

follow the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks, Osr. You are not ignorant of what excellence mine is ready; now or whensoever, provided I Laertes is

be so able as now. Ham. I dare not confess that, lest I should Lord. The king and queen and all are coming compare with him in excellence; but, to know down. a man well, were to know himself.

Ham. In happy time. Osr. I mean, sir, for his weapon ; but in the Lord. The queen desires you to use some imputation laid on him by them, in his meed gentle entertainment to Laertes before you fall he's unfellowed.

to play. Ham. What's his weapon?

Ham. She well instructs me. Exit Lord. Osr. Rapier and dagger.

Hor. You will lose this wager, my lord. Ham. That's two of his weapons; but, well. Ham. I do not think so; since he went into

Osr. The king, sir, hath wagered with him France I have been in continual practice ; I six Barbary horses ; against the which he has shall win at the odds. But thou would'st not imponed, as I take it, six French rapiers and think how ill all's here about my heart; but it poniards, with their assigns, as girdle, hangers, is no matter. and so: three of the carriages, in faith, are very Hor. Nay, good my lord, dear to fancy, very responsive to the hilts, most Ham. It is but foolery ; but it is such a kind delicate carriages, and of very liberal conceit. of gain-giving as would perhaps trouble a woman. Ham. What call you the carriages ?

Hor. If your mind dislike any thing, obey it ; Hor. I knew you must be edified by the mar. I will forestall their repair hither, and say you gent ere you had done.

are not fit. Osr. The carriages, sir, are the hangers. llam. Not a whit, we defy augury; there's a

Ham. The phrase would be more german to special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If the matter if we could carry cannon by our it be now, 'tis not to come ; if it be not to come, sides; I would it might be hangers till then. it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come : But, on: six Barbary horses against six French the readiness is all. Since no man has aught swords, their assigns, and three liberal-conceited of what he leaves, what is 't to leave betimes ? carriages ; that's the French bet against the Let be. Danish. Why is this imponed, as you call it ? Osr. The king, sir, hath laid, sir, that in a

Enter King, QUEEN, LAERTES, Lords, OSRIC, dozen passes between yourself and him, he shall

and Attendants with foils, etc. not exceed you three hits ; he hath laid on King. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this twelve for nine, and it would come to immediate hand from me. trial if your lordship would vouchsafe the The King puts the hand of LAERTES into

that of HAMLET. Ham. How if I answer no ?

Ham. Give me your pardon, sir ; I've done Osr. I mean, my lord, the opposition of your you wrong ; person in trial.

But pardon't, as you are a gentleman. Ham. Sir, I will walk here in the hall; if it This presence knows, please his majesty, 'tis the breathing time of Andyoumust needs have heard, how Iam punish'd day with me; let the foils be brought, the With sore distraction. What I have done, gentleman willing, and the king hold his pur. That might your nature, honour and exception pose, I will win for him an I can ; if not, I will Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness. gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits. Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet: 08r. Shall I re-deliver you e'en so ?

If Hamlet from himself be ta’en away, Ham. To this effect, sir ; after what flourish And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes, your nature will.

Then Hamlet does it not ; Hamlet denies it. Osr. I commend my duty to your lordship. Who does it then? His madness. If't be so, Ham. Yours, yours.

Exit OSRIC. | Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; He does well to commend it himself ; there are His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy. no tongues else for 's turn,

Sir, in this audience,







Queen. I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon me.
King. Aside. It is the poison'd cup! it is too late.
Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by.
Queen. Come, let me wipe thy face.
Laer. My lord, I'll hit him now.


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.
I do receive your offer'd love like love,
I am afeard you make a wanton of me.
And will not wrong it.
Laer. Say you so? come on.
Osr. Nothing, neither way.

They plag

Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil
Free me so far in your most generous thoughts,
That I have shot mine arrow o'er the house,
And hurt my brother.

I am satisfied in nature, 260
Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most
To my revenge; but in my terms of honour

I stand aloof, and will no reconcilement,

I embrace it freely;
And will this brother's wager frankly play.
Give us the foils.
Come on.


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,
Stick fiery off indeed.


You mock me, sir.

Ham. No, by this hand.
King. Give them the foils, young Osric.
Cousin Hamlet,

You know the wager?

Very well, my lord;
Your grace hath laid the odds o' the weaker side.
King. I do not fear it; I have seen you both;
But since he's better'd, we have therefore odds.
Laer. This is too heavy; let me see another.
Ham. This likes me well. These foils have
They prepare to play.


all a length?
Osr. Ay, my good lord.
King. Set methe stoups of wine upon that table.
If Hamlet give the first or second hit,
Or quit in answer of the third exchange,
Let all the battlements their ordnance fire;
The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath;
And in the cup an union shall he throw,
Richer than that which four successive kings
In Denmark's crown have worn. Give me the


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.

They play.





Come, my lord.

Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit.


give me drink.


Well; again.
Hamlet, this

King. Stay
pearl is thine;

Here's to thy health. Give him the cup.

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The drink, the drink! I am poison'd.


Ham. O villany! Ho! let the door be lock'd:
Treachery! seek it out.
Laer. It is here, Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art

No medicine in the world can do thee good; s
In thee there is not half an hour of life;
The treacherous instrument is in thy hand,
Unbated and envenom'd. The foul practice
Hath turn'd itself on me; lo! here I lie,
Never to rise again. Thy mother's poison'd
I can no more. The king, the king's to blame.
Ham. The point envenom'd too!

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 ?
Follow my mother.
KING dies.
He is justly serv'd;
It is a poison temper'd by himself.
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet:
Mine and my father's death come not upon thee,
Nor thine on me!
Ham. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow

I am dead, Horatio. Wretched queen, adieu !
You that look pale and tremble at this chance,
That are but mutes or audience to this act,
Had I but time, as this fell sergeant, death,
Is strict in his arrest, O! I could tell you,-
But let it be. Horatio, I am dead;
Thou liv'st; report me and my cause aright
To the unsatisfied.

Never believe it;
I am more an antique Roman than a Dane:
Here's yet some liquor left.







As thou 'rt a man, That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead. Give me the cup: let go; by heaven, I 'll have't. Where should we have our thanks ? O God! Horatio, what a wounded name,


Not from his mouth, Things standing thus unknown, shall live be. Had it the ability of life to thank you : hind me.

He never gave commandment for their death. If thou didst ever bold me in thy heart, But since, so jump upon this bloody question, Absent thee from felicity awhile,

You from the Polack wars, and you from And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, England, To tell my story.

Are here arriv'd, give order that these bodies March afar off, and shout within. High on a stage be placed to the view ;

What war-like noise is this? And let me speak to the yet unknowing world Ost. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come How these things came about : so shall you from Poland,

hear To the ambassadors of England gives

Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts, This war-like volley.

Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters, Ham.

0! I die, Horatio ; Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause, The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit : And, in this upshot, purposes mistook I cannot live to hear the news from England, Fall'n on the inventors' heads; all this can I But I do prophesy the election lights 371 | Truly deliver. On Fortinbras : he has my dying voice ;


Let us haste to hear it, So tell him, with the occurrents, more and less, And call the noblest to the audience. Which have solicited--the rest is silence. Dics. For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune; Hor. Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, I have some rights of memory in this kingdom, sweet prince,

Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, Why does the drum come hither ?

And from his mouth whose voice will draw on March within.

But let this same be presently perform'd, Enter FORTINBRAS, the English Ambassadors,

Even while men's minds are wild, lest more mis. and others.

chance, Por. Where is this sight?

On plots and errors, happen.
What is it ye would see? Por.

Let four captains
If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search. Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage ;
Por. This quarry cries on havoc. O proud For he was likely, had he been put on,

380 To have prov'd most royally: and for his passage, What feast is toward in thine eternal cell, The soldiers' music and the rites of war That thou so many princes at a shot

Speak loudly for him. So bloodily hast struck ?

Take up the bodies : such a sight as this First Amb.

The sight is dismal ; | Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss. And our affairs from England come too late : Go, bid the soldiers shoot. The ears are senseless that should give us hearing, A dead march. Exeunt, bearing off the bodies ; To tell him his commandment is fulfill'd,

after which a peal of ordnance is shot off.



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