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Ham. Whal! are they children? who maintains “One fair daughter, and no more, them? how are they escoted? Will they pursue

The whieh he loved passing well." the quality no longer than they can sing? will they Pol. Still on my daughter.

(Aside not say afterwards, if they should grow themselves Ham. Am I not i' the right, old Jephthah? to common players, (as it is most like, if their Pol. If you call me Jephthah, my lord, I have a means are not better) their writers do them wrong, daughter that I love passing well. to make them exclaim against their own succession ? Ham. Nay, that follows not.

Ros. 'Faith, there has been much to do on both Pol. What follows, then, my lord ? sides; and the nation holds it no sin to tarte them Ham. Why, to controversy: there was, for a while, no money

* As by lot, God wot," bid for argument, unless the poet and the player went And then, you know, to cuffs in the question.

" It came to pass, as most like it was," Ham. Is it possible?

The firsté row of the pious chanson will show you Guil. O! there has been much throwing about of more; for look, where my 'abridgment comes. brains. Ham. Do the boys carry it away ?

Enter Four or Five Players. Ros. Ay, that they do, my lord; Hercules, and You are welcome, masters; welcome, all. I am his d load too.

glad to see thee well :-welcome, good friends--, Ham. It is not very strange ; for my uncle is king old friend! why, thy face is myalanced since I se of Denmark, and those, that would make mowes at thee last: com'st thou to beard me in Denmark him while my father lived, give twenty, forty, fifty, What, my young lady and mistress! By'r-lady, your an hundred ducats a-piece for his picture in little. ladyship is nearer to heaven, then when I saw you 'Sblood! there is something in this more than nat- last, by the altitude of a chopine. Pray God, you ural, if pbilosophy could find it out.

voice, like a piece of uncurrent gold, be not cracked

[Trumpets within. within the ring.–Masters, you are all welcome. Guil. There are the players.

We'll e'en to't like French falconers, fly at any Ham. Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elsinore. thing we see: we'll have a speech straight. Come, Your hands. Come, then ; the appurtenance of wel give us a taste of your quality; come, a passionate come is fashion and ceremony: let me fcomply with speech. you in this, garb, lest my bextent to the players 1 Play. What speech, my good lord ? (which, I tell you, must show fairly outward) should Ham. I heard thee speak me a speech once,more appear like entertainment than yours. You but it was never acted ; or, if it was, not above ence, are welcome ; but my uncle-father, and aunt-mother, for the play, I remember, pleased not the million; are deceived.

'twas "caviare to the general: but it was (as I re Guil. In what, my dear lord ?

ceived it, and others, whose judgments in such mat Ham. I am bút mad north-north-west: when the ters cried in the P top of mine) an excellent play; wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a hand- well digested in the scenes, set down with as much

modesty as cunning. I remember, one said, there Enter Polonius.

was no salt in the lines to make the matter savery,

nor no matter in the phrase that might indict the Pol. Well be with you, gentlemen!

author of affectation, but called it an honest metbed, Ham. Hark you, Guildenstern ;=und you too ;

-as wholesome as sweet, and by very much are at each ear a hearer: that great baby, you see there, handsome than fine. One speech in it I cbief is not yet out of his swathing-clouts.

loved : 'twas Æneas' tale to Dido; and thereabort Ros. Haply, he's the second time come to them; of it especially, where he speaks of Priam's slaughfor, they say, an old man is twice a child.

ter. If it live in your memory, begin at this line: Ham. I will prophesy, he comes to tell me of the let me see, let me see ;players ; mark it.-You say right, sir: o' Monday "The rugged Pyrrhus, like the Hyrcanian beast," morning; 'twas then, indeed.

—'tis not so; it begins with Pyrrhus. Pol. My lord, I have news to tell you.

"The rugged Pyrrhus,-he, whose sable arms, Ham. My lord, I have news to tell you. When" Black as his purpose, did the night resemble Roscius was an actor in Rome,

“When he lay couched in the ominous horse, Pol. The actors are come hither, my lord. “Hath now this dread and black complexion smear'd Ham. Buz, Buz!

“With heraldry more dismal; head to foot Pol. Upon my honor,

“Now is he total "gules; horridly *trick'd Ham. Then came each actor on his abs, “With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, soms; Pol

. The best actors in the world, either for tra“ Bak'd and impasted with the parching streets, gedy, comedy, history, pastoral, pastoral-comical, “That lend a tyrannous and a damned light historical-pastoral, tragical-historical, tragical-com- "To their lord's murder: roasted in wrath, and tre ical-historical-pastoral, scene individable, or poem “And thus o'er-sized with coagulate gore, unlimited: Seneca cannot be too heavy, nor Plautus "With eyes like carbuncles, the hellish Pynhus too light. For the law of hwrit, and the liberty, Old grandsire Priam seeks ;"these are the only men.

So proceed you. Ham. O Jephthah, Judge of Israel, what a treas Pol. 'Fore God, my lord, well spoken; with good ure hadst thou !

accent, and good discretion. Pol. "What treasure had he, my lord ?

1 Play. "Anon he finds him Ham. Why

saw.

** Row," i e., column.-** Chanson," i e, ballnd** Eseoted," 1. e., prid. - "The quality," f. e., the "My abridgment," i. e., those who come to abridgery profession.-- To tarre them, is to set them on. The sign talk.m.Valanced," i, e., fringed with a beard. A chemie of Shakespeare's theatre is said to have been Hercules carry. was a clog or shoe with a thick cork sole. - Cariare was a ing the globe.- Mouths. -* Comply with you in this garb, condiment not generally relished.--* In the top of "le ! e, embrace you in this fashion.- Extent," 1. e., extend above.- "Indict". I. es, impeach - Gules, iu bendry is ing of the hand in friendship. Writ for writing.

red. -*"Trick'd," i en colored.

you not?

“Striking too short at Greeks: his antique sword, Pol. Come, sirs. “Rebellious to his arm, lies where it falls,

(Exit Polonius, with some of the Players. “Repugnant to command. Unequal match'd, Ham. Follow him, friends: we'll hear a play to

Pyrrhus at Priam drives; in rage strikes wide ; morrow.-Dost thou hear me, old friend ? can you " But with the whiff and wind of his fell sword play the murder of Gonzago 1 "The unnerved father falls. Then senseless Ilium, 1 Play. Ay, my lord. " Seeming to feel this blow, with flaming top Ham. We'll have it to-morrow night. You could, “ Stoops to his base; and with a hideous crash for a need, study a speech of some dozen or sixteen "Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear: for, lo! his sword lines, which I would set down and insert in't, could “Which was declining on the milky head "Of reverend Priam, seem'd i' the air to stick : 1 Play. Ay, my lord. “So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood ;

Ham. Very well.-- Follow that lord; and look “And, like a neutral to his will and matter, you mock him not. [Exit Player.] My good friends, "Did nothing.

[ To Ros. and Guil. ] I'll leave you till night: you "But, as we often see, against some storm,

are welcome to Elsinore. "A silence in the heavens, the rack stand still, Ros. Good my lord ! "The bold winds speechless, and the orb below

[Exeunt RosENCRANTZ and GuildENSTERN. “As bhush as death, anon the dreadful thunder Ham. Ay, so, good bye you.-Now I am alone. “ Doth rend the region ; so, after Pyrrhus' pause, O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! " Aroused vengeance sets him new a-work, Is it not monstrous, that this player here, “And never did the Cyclops' hammers fall

But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, “On Mars's armor, forg'd for proof eterne, Could force his soul so to bis own conceit, “ With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword That from her working all his visage I wann'd; “ Now falls on Priam.

Tears in his eyes, distraction in his aspect, “Out, out, thou strumpet, Fortune! All you gods, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting * In general synod, take away her power;

With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing : " Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel, For Hecuba! "And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven, What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, " As low as to the fiends!"

That he should weep for her? What would he do, Pol. This is too long.

Had he the motive and the cue for passion, Ham. It shall to the barber's, with your beard. That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, Prychee, say on : he's for a djig, or a tale of bawdry, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech; or he sleeps. Say on : come to Hecuba.

Make mad the guilty, and appal the free, 1 Play. "But who, O! who had seen the mobled Confound the ignorant; and amaze, indeed, queen"

The very faculties of eyes and ears. Yet I, Ham. The mobled queen ?

A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, 'peak, Pol. That's good; mobled queen is good. Like a John a-dreams, "unpregnant of my cause, 1 Play. "Run barefoot up and down, threat'ning And can say nothing; no, not for a king, the flames

Upon whose property, and most dear life, “With bisson (rheum; a clout upon that head, A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward ? “ Where late the diadem stood; and, for a robe Who calls me villain ? breaks my pate across ? "About her lank and all o'erteemed loins,

Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face? "A blanket, in th' alarm of fear caught up; Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the “Who this had seen, with tongue in venom steep'd, throat, “ 'Gainst fortune's state would treason have pro- As deep as to the lungs ? Who does me this? Ha! nounc'd:

'Swounds! I should take it; for it cannot be, “But if the gods themselves did see her then, But I am pigeon-liver'd, and lack gall • When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport To make transgression bitter, or ere this “In mincing with his sword her husband's limbs, I should have fatted all the region kites " The instant burst of clamor that she made, With this slave's offal. Bloody, bawdy villain ! “(Unless things mortal move them not at all) Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, Pkindless villain' “Would have made & milch the burning eyes of heaven, O, vengeance ! "And passionate the gods."

Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave ; Pol. Look, whether he has not turned his color, That I, the son of a dear father murder'd, and has tears in's eyes !--Pr’ythee, no more. Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell,

Ham. 'Tis well ; I'll have thee speak out the rest Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words, of this soon.--Good my lord, will you see the players and fall a cursing, like a very 9 drab, well bestowed ? Do you hear, let them be well used; A scullion ! for they are the abstracts, and brief chronicles, of Fie upon't! foh! " About my brain ! I have heard, the time: after your death you were better have a That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, bad epitaph, than their ill report while you live. Have by the very cunning of the scene

Pol. My lord, I will use them according to their Been struck so to the soul, that presently desert.

They have proclaim'd their malefactions; Ham. God's bodkin, man, much better: use every For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak man after his desert, and who should 'scape whip With most miraculous organ. I'll have these players ping? Use them after your own honor and dignity: Play something like the murder of my father, the less they deserve, the more merit is in your bounty. Take them in.

** Wann'd," i, e., turned pale or wan.-" The cue," i. e., the hint or prompt-word": a technical phrase among players.

"Peak," i, e, sneak.John a-dreams was a common ** The rack," 1 e., the clouds." As hush," i. e., as si- term for a droning simpleton.--"Uopregnant of," i. e, unfent.--- Eternal. - "Jig," i. e., ballad; ditty - Mobled," impressed with. - Defeat here signifies destruction. "Kind1. e., matlled.--.* Bieson rheum," i.'e, blinding tears-less," i. e, unnatural. - Drab," 1 e., harlot." About & Made milch," 1 e., filled with tears.--* And passionate my brain !" 1 e., To work, my brain | "Malefactions," the gods," i. e., ' And excited the compassion of the gods.' Le., evil deeds.

consideration. I" Of time," i. e., of the time, Bodtis

And with them words of so sweet breath coinpe'd

1 * Bestow," 1. e., hide; place. This mortal cat," id.

- Bourn," i. e., bound; limit.p"Orizons," he propos

Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks;

We will bestow ourselves.-Read on this book, I'll a tent him to the quick : if he but bblench,

[T. OPHELIA. I know my course. The spirit, that I have seen,

That show of such an exercise may color May be the devil; and the devil hath power

Your loneliness.-We are oft to blame in this,T' assume a pleasing shape; yea, and, perhaps, 'Tis too much provid, -that, with devotion's visage, Out of my weakness, and my melancholy,

And pious action, we do sugar

o'er As he is very potent with such spirits,

The devil himself. Abuses me to damn me. I'll have grounds

King O! 'tis too true.—[ Aside.] How smart More relative than this: the play's the thing, A lash that speech doth give my conscience ! Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king. The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art,

[Exil. Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it,

Than is my deed to my most painted word.

O heavy burden!
AOT III.

Pol. I hear him coming: let's withdraw, my lord,

[Exeunt King and Polosis. Mande

Ophelia behind, reading.
SCENE I.-A Room in the Castle.

Enter HAMLET.
Enter King, Queen, POLONIUS, OPHELIA, Rosen-

Ham. To be, or not to be: that is the questions CRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN.

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind, to suffer King. And can you, by no drift of conference,

The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune; Get from him why he puts on this confusion,

Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, Grating so harshly all his days of quiet

And by opposing end them 1-To die,-10 sleepWith turbulent and dangerous lunacy ?

No more ;-and, by a sleep, to say we end Ros. He does confess, he feels himself distracted; The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks But from what cause be will by no means speak.

That flesh is heir to,-'tis a consummation Guil. Nor do we find him forward to be sounded, Devoutly to be wish'd. To die ;-to sleep :But with a crafty madness keeps aloof,

To sleep! perchance to dream :-ay, there's the rab; When we would bring him on to some confession

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, Of his true state.

When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Queen. Did he receive you well ? Must give us pause.

There's the respect Ros. Most like a gentleman.

That makes calamity of so long life: Guil. But with much forcing of his disposition.

For who would bear the whips and scorns of life, Ros. Niggard of question; but 'to our demands

The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumeli, Most free in his reply.

The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, Queen. Did you assay him

The insolence of office, and the spurns To any pastime?

That patient merit of the unworthy takes, Ros. Madam, it so fell out, that certain players

When he himself might his quietus make We do'er-raught on the way of these we told him; With a bare mbodkin? who would " fardels bear, And there did seem in him a kind of joy

To grunt and sweat under a weary life, To hear of it. They are about the court;

But that the dread of something after death, And, as I think, they have already order

The undiscover'd country, from whose boura This night to play before him.

No traveller returns,-puzzles the will, Pol.

'Tis most true: And makes us rather bear those ills we hase, And he beseech'd me to entreat your majesties, Than fly to others that we know not of To hear and see the matter.

[tent me Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; King. With all my heart; and it doth much con. And thus the native hue of resolution To hear him so inclin'd.

Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, Good gentlemen, give him a farther edge,

And enterprises of great pith and moment, And drive his purpose on to these delights.

With this regard their currents turn awry, Ros. We shall, my lord.

And lose the name of action. --Soft you, now! [Exeunt RosENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. The fair Ophelia.—Nymph, in thy Porisons King.

Sweet Gertrude, leave us too; Be all my sins remember'd. For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither,

Oph. That he, as 'ıwere by accident, may here [pials) How does your honor for this many a day?

3 [Coming forward] Good my lærd, Affront Ophelia : her father, and myself (lawful bes

Ham. I humbly thank you; wel, well, well. Will so bestow ourselves, that, seeing, unseen,

Oph. My lord, I have remembrances of yours, We may of their encounter frankly judge ;

That I have longed long to re-deliver;
And gather by him, as he is behav'd,
If't be th' affliction of his love, or no,

I pray you, now receive them.

Ham.
That thus he suffers for.

I never gave you aught.
Queen.
I shall obey you.

Oph. My honor’a lord, “I know right well you didi
And, for your part, Ophelia, I do wish,
That your good beauties be the happy cause
of Hamlet's wildness ; 80 shall I hope, your virtues Take these again; for to the noble mind,

As made the things more rich: their perfume last Will bring him to his wonted way again,

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkiud. To both your honors.

There, my lord. Oph. Madam, I wish it may. [ Exil Queen.

Ham. Ha, ha! are you honest ? Pol. Ophelia, walk you here. Gracious, so please

you, relish. - * Affront." 1. e., confront-** Espials," 1 e.. spies.

No, not I;

: Oph, My lord!

Thus set it down. He shall with speed to England, Ham. Are you fair ?

For the demand of our neglected tribute : Oph. What means your lordship?

Haply, the seas, and countries different, Ham. That if you be honest, and fair, your hon- With variable objects, shall expel esty should admit no discourse to your beauty. This something settled matter in his heart,

Oph. Could beauty, my lord, have better com- Whereon his brain still beating puts him thus merce than with honesty ?

From fashion of bimself. What think you on't ? Ham. Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will Pol. It shall do well: but yet do I believe, sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd, The origin and commencement of his grief than the force of honesty can translate beauty into Sprung from neglected love.--How now, Ophelia ! his likeness: this was some time a paradox, but You need not tell us what lord Hamlet said; now the time gives it proof. I did love you once. We heard it all.-My lord, do as you please ;

Oph. Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so. But, if you hold it fit, after the play

Ham. You should not have believed me; for vir- Let his queen mother all alone entreat him tue cannot so inoculate our old stock, but we shall To show his griefs: let her be round with him; relish of it. I loved you not.

And I'll be plac'd, so please you, in the ear Oph. I was the more deceived.

Of all their conference. If she find him not, Ham. Get thee to a nunnery: why would'st thou To England send him; or confine him where be a breeder of sinners ? I am myself indifferent Your wisdom best shall think. honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things, King.

It shall be so: that it were better, my mother had not borne me. Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go. I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious ; with more

(Exeunt. offences at my 1 back, than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time SCENE II.-A Hall in the same. to act them in. What should such fellows as I do,

Enter Hamlet, and certain Players, Sunready.' crawling between heaven and earth ? We are arrant knaves, all; believe none of us.

Go thy ways

Ham. Speak the speech, I pray you, as I proto a nunnery. Where's your father?

nounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue; but if Oph. At home, my lord.

you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as Ham. Let the doors be shut upon him, that he lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not-saw may play the fool no where but in's own house the air too much with your hand, thus; but use all Farewell.

gently: for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I Oph. O! help him, you sweet heavens !

may say) whirlwind of passion, you must acquire Ham. If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this and beget a tenperance, that may give it smoothplague for thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as ness. O! it offends me to the soul, to hear a robuspure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get tious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, ihee to a nunnery; farewell. Or, if thou wilt needs to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings; marry, marry a fool, for wise men know well enough who, for the most part, are capable of nothing but what monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, inexplicable dumb shows, and noise : I would have go; and quickly too. Farewell.

such a fellow whipped for o'er-doing Termagant; Oph. Heavenly powers, restore him!

it out-herods Herod : pray you avoid it. Ham. I have beard of your paintings too, well 1 Play. I warrant your honor. enough: God hath given you one face, and you Ham. Be not too tame neither, but let your own make yourselves another: you jig, you amble, and discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word, you lisp, and nickname God's creatures, and make the word to the action, with this special observance, your wantonness your ignorance. Go to; I'll no more that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature ; for any on’t: it hath made me mad. I say, we will have thing so overdone is from the purpose of playing, no more marriages : those that are married already, whose end, both at the first, and now, was, and is, all but one, shall live; the rest shall keep as they to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show are. To a nunnery, go.

[Exit HAMLET. virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and Oph. O, what a noble mind is here o’erthrown! the very age and body of the time, his form and The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, 'pressure. Now, this overdone, or come tardy off, Th' expectancy and rose of the fair state, [sword: though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make The glass of fashion, and the mould of a form, the judicious grieve; the censure of which one must, Th' obsery'd of all observers, quite, quite down! in your ballowance, o'erweigh a whole theatre of And I, of ladies most deject and wretched,

of others. O! there be players, that I have seen That suck'd the honey of his music vows,

play,—and heard others praise, and that bighlyNow see that noble and most -sovereign reason, not to speak it profanely, that, neither having the Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh ; accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, paThat unmatch'd form and feature of blown youth, gan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that Blasted with becstasy. O, woe is me!

have thought some of nature's journeymen had To have seen what I have seen, see what I see! made men, and not made them well, they imitated Re-enter King and Polonius.

humanity so abominably, King. Love! bis affections do not that way tend ;

1 Play. I hope, we have reformed that indifferentNor what he spake, though it lack'd form a little,

ly with us. Was not like madness. There's something in his soul, that play your clowns, speak no more than is set

Ham. O! reform it altogether. And let those, O'er which his melancholy sits on brood ; And, I do doubt, the hatch, and the disclose,

down for them: for there be of them, that will Will be some danger: which for to prevent, I have, in quick determination,

“ Round," i. e., plain; candid.-d The groundlings were the spectators in the pit of the theatre - Termagant, in old

romances, was the name given to the tempestuous god of the deavored to form themselves,-** Ecstasy," 1. e., insanity. 8" Allowance," i. e, estimation ; Approval.

" The mould of form," i. e., the model by whom all en Saracens." Pressure,'' i. e., impression; resemblance.

STERN.

themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren King. I have nothing with this answer, Hamlet : spectators to laugh too; though in the mean time these words are not mine. some necessary * question of the play be then to be Ham. No, nor mine now. My lord, you played considered : that's villainous, and shows a most once in the university, you say? [To Polosius. pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it. Go, make Pol. That did I, my lord; and was accounted a you ready.

[Exeunt Players. good actor.

Ham. And what did you enact ? Enter POLONIUS, ROS ENCRANTZ, and Guilden

Pol. I did enact Julius Cæsar: I was killed i the

Capitol; Brutus killed me. How now, my lord! will the king hear this piece of Ham. It was a brute part of him to kill so capital work ?

a calf there. Be the players ready? Pol. And the queen too, and that presently. Ros. Ay, my lord ; they stay upon your patience Ham. Bid the players make haste.

Queen. Come hither, my dear Hamlet; sit by me.

Exit POLONIUS. Ham. No, good mother, here's metal more atWill you two help to hasten them?

tractive. Bolh. We will, my lord.

Pol. O ho! do you mark that? [To the King. [Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ham. Lady, shall I lie in your lap 7 Ham. What, ho! Horatio !

[Lying down at Ophelia's Fet. Enter HORATIO.

Oph. No, my lord.

Ham. I mean, my head upon your lap? Hor. Here, sweet lord, at your service.

Oph. Ay, my lord. Ham. Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man

Ham. Do you think I mean country matters As e'er my conversation coped withal.

Oph. I think nothing, my lord. Hor. O! my dear lord,

Ham. That's a fair thought to lie between maids Ham. Nay, do not think I flatter;

Oph. What is, my lord 1 For what advancement may I hope from thee,

Ham. Nothing That no revenue hast, but thy good spirits,

Oph. You are merry, my lord. To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be Ham. Who, I? fatter'd ?

Oph. Ay, my lord. No; let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, Ham. O God! your only jig-maker. What should And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee,

a man do, but be merry ? for, look you, how chers Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear ? fully my mother looks, and my father died with Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice,

these two hours. And could of men distinguish, her election

Oph. Nay, 'tis twice two months, my lord: Hath seal'd thee for berself: for thou hast been Ham. So long? Nay then, let the devil wek As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing;

black, for I'll have a suit of sables. O heavens! A man, that fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks: and bless'd are those, there's hope, a great man's memory may outlive bia

die two months ago, and not forgotten yet? Then Whose blood and judgment are so well co-mingled, life half a year; but, by'r-lady, he must build church That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger es then, or else shall he suffer not thinking on, with To sound what stop, she please. Give me that man the hobby-horse; whose epitaph is, “ For, O! for, That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him 0! the hobby-horse is forgot." In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.--Something too much of this.

Trumpets sound. The dumb Shox enters. There is a play to-night before the king:

Enter a King and Queen, very lovingly; the Queen One scene of it comes near the circumstance,

embracing him. She kneels, and makes shoe of Which I have told thee, of my father's death : protestation unto him. He takes her up, and do I prythee, when thou seest that act a-fuot,

clines his head upon her neck; lays him down spes Even with the very comment of thy soul

a bank of flowers : she, seeing him asleep, lears Observe mine uncle: if his occulted guilt

him. Anon comes in a fellore, takes off his creen, Do not itself unkennel in one speech,

kisses it, and pours poison in the King's ears, and It is a damned ghost that we have seen,

exit. The Queen returns, finds the King dead, And may imaginations are as foul

and makes passionate action. The poisoner, rita As Vulcan's stithy. Give him heedful note; some two or three Mutes, comes in again, seeming For I mine eyes will rivet to his face,

to lament with her. The dead body is carried And, after, we will both our judgments join

away. The poisoner woos the Queen with gifts: In censure of his seeming.

she seems loath and unrilling awkile, but a tåe Hor. Well, my lord; end accepts his love.

[Exeunt. If he steal aught the whilst this play is playing, Oph. What means this, my lord ? And 'scape detecting, I will pay the theft.

Ham. Marry, this is miching #mallecho; it means Ham. They are coming to the play: I must be idle; mischief. Get you a place.

Oph. Belike, this show imports the argument of * Sennet. Danish March. Enter King, Queen, the play. POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, GUILDEN

Enter Prologue STERN, and others.

Ham. We shall know by this fellow: the players King. How fares our cousin Hamlet?

cannot keep counsel; they'll tell all. Ham. Excellent, i'faith; of the camelion's dish :

Oph. Will he tell us what this show meant? I eat the air, promise-crammed. You cannot feed Ham. Ay, or any show that you will show him: capons so.

be not you ashamed to show, he'll not shame to tell

you what it means. "Question," i. e., point. -- " Pregnant," 1 e., quick; ready... "Occulted," { e., concealed; secret.--*Suthy," i e, smithy; workshop-* Censure," i. e., opinion

f" They stay upon your patience," i e, they wait upon your will. - Miching mallecho," i. e, lurking mischiet

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