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Weigh, what convenience, both of time and But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call lueans,

them :

(weeds May fit us to our shape : if this should fail, There on the pendent boughs her coronet And that our drift look through our bad per. Clambering to hang, an envious sliver breke; formance,

(ject When down her weedy trophies, and berself, "Twere better not assay'd : therefore this pro- Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread Should have a back, or second, that might hold, wide; If this should blast in proof * Soft, -let me And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her op: see:

(nings +,- Which time, she chanted snatches of old tunes; We'll make a solemn wager on your cun- As one incapable t of her own distress, I ha't:

Or like a creature native and indued When in your motion you are hot and dry, Unto that element: but long it could not be, (As make your bouts more violent to that end) Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, And that he calls for drink, I'll have pre- Pall’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay ferr'd I him

[ping, To muddy death. A chalice for the nonceģ; whereon but sip- Laer.

Alasthen, she is drown'd? If he by chance escape your venom'd stuckil

, Queen. Drown'd, drown'd. Our purpose may hold there. But stay, what Laer. Too much of water hast thou, poor noise ?

Ophelia,
Enter Queen.

And therefore I forbid my tears: But yet
How now, sweet queen?

It is our trick; nature her custom holds, Queen. One woe doth tread upon another's Let shame say what it will: when these are heel,

(Laertes.

gone, So fast they follow:-Your sister's drown'd, The woman will be out II.-Adieu, my lord !

Laer. Drown'd! 0, where? (brook, I have a speech of fire, that fain would blaze, Queen. There is a willow grows ascaunt the But that this folly drowns it. [Exit. That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream; King.

Let's follow, Gertrude: Therewith fantastic garlands did she make- How much I had to do to calm his rage! Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long Now fear I, this will give it start again; purples,

Therefore, let's follow.

[Exeunt. That liberal ** shepherds give a grosser name,

ACT V.
SCENE I.- A Church-yard.

2 Clo. Will you ha' the truth on't ?. If this

had not been a gentlewoman, she should have Enter Two Clowns, with Spades, dic. beep buried out of christian burial. 1 Clo, Is she to be buried in christian bu- i Clo. Why, there thou say'st : And the rial, that wilfully seeks her own salvation ? more pity ; that great folks shall have counte

2 Clo. I tell thee, she is; therefore make nance in this world to drown or hang them. her grave straight gý: the crowner bath set on selves, more than their even lill christian. Come, her, and finds it christian burial.

my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but i Clo. How can that be, unless she drown- gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers; they ed herself in her own defence?

hold up Adam's profession. 2 Clo. Why, 'tis found so.

2 Clo. Was he a gentleman ? 1 Clo. It must be se ofendendo ; it cannot 1 Clo, He was the first that ever bore arms. be else. For here lies the point: If I drown 2 Clo. Why, he had none. myself wittingly, it argues an act: and an act i Clo. What, art a heathen? How dost thou hath three branches ; it is, to act, to do, and understand the scripture? The scripture says, to perform: Argal, she drowned herself wit- Adam digged; Could he dig without arms? tingly,

l'll put another question to thee: if thou an2 Clo. Nay, but hear you, goodman delver. swerest me not to the purpose, confess thy1 Clo. Give me leave. Here lies the water; selfgood : bere stands the man; good : If the 2.Cle. Go to. man go to this water, and drown himself, it is, 1 Cla. What is he, that builds stronger than will he, nill he, he goes ; mark you that: but either the mason, the shipwright, or the car. if the water coine to him, and drown him, he penter? drowns not himself: Argal, he, that is not 2 Cl. The gallows-maker; for that frame guilty of his own death, shortens not his own oatlives a thousand tenants. life.

1 Clo. I like thy wit well, in good faith; the 2 Clo. But is this law?

gallows does well. But how does it well?_i: I Clo, Ay, marry is't; crowner's-quest law. 'dves well to those thai do ill: now thou dost • As fire-arms sometimes burst in proving their strength. + Skill.

Presented, бA cup for the purpose. || Thrust.

Orchis morio mas.

** Licentions. *+ Insensible. # Tears will flow. 55 Immediately.

WFellow

ill, to say, the gallows is built stronger than , dits o now, his quillets ||, his cases, his tenures,

he church ; argal, the gallows may do well and his tricks ? 'why does he suffer this rude to thee. To't again: come.

knave now to knock him about the sconce I 2 Clo. Who builds stronger than a mason, a with a dirty shovel, and will not tell him of shipwright, or a carpenter ?

his action of battery? Humph! This fellow I Clo. Ay, tell me that, and unyoke*. might be in's time a great buyer of land, with 2 Clo. Marry, now I can tell.

his statutes, his recognizances, his fines, his 1 Clo. To't.

double vouchers, his recoveries: Is this the 2 Clo, Mass, I cannot tell.

fine of his fines, and the recovery of his recoEnter HAMLET and HORATIO, at a dis-veries, to have his fine pate full of fine dirt ? tance.

will bis vouchers vouch him no more of his 1 Clo. Cudgel thy brains no more about it; purchases, and double ones too, than the length for your dull ass will not mend his pace with and breadth of a pair of indentures? The beating; and when yon are asked this question very conveyances of his lands will hardly lie next, say, a grave-maker; the houses that he in this box? and must the inheritor himself makes, lasts till doomsday. Go, get thee to have no more? ha? Yaughan, and fetch me a stoup of liquor. Hor. Not a jot, my lord.

(Exit 2 Clown. Ham. Is not parchment made of sheep 1 Clown digs, and sings.

skins ? In youth when I did love, did lovet, Hor. Ay, my lord, and of calves'-skins too. Methought it was very sweet,

Ham. They are sheep, and calves, which seek To contract, 0, the time, for, ah, my behove out assurance in that. I will speak to this fel

(, methought, there was nothing meet. low :--Whose grave's this, sirrah?

Ham. Has this fellow no feeling of his bu- 1 Clo. Mine, sir.siness ? he sings at grave-inaking.

0, a pit of clay for to be made (Sings. Hor. Custom hath made it in him a pro- For such a guest is meet. perty of easiness.

Ham. I think it be thine, indeed; for thou Ham. 'Tis e'en so: the hand of little em- liest in't. ploynient hath the daintier sense.

1 Clo. You lie ont on't, sir, and therefore it 1 Clo. But age, with his stealing steps, is not your's: for my part, I do not lie in't, Hath claw'd me in his clutch,

yet it is mine. And hath shipped me into the land, Hum. Thou dost lie in't, to be in't, and say As if I had never been such. it is thine: 'tis for the dead, not for the quick ;

"Throws up a scull. therefore thou liest. Ham. That scull had a tongue in it, and 1 Clo. 'Tis a quick lie, sir; 'twill away could sing once: How the knave jowls it to again, from me to you. the ground, as if it were Cain's jaw-bone, that Ham. What man dost thou dig it for ? did the first murder! This might be the pate i Clo. For no man, sir. of a politician,which this ass now o'er-reaches; Ham. What woman, then? one that would circumvent God, might it 1 Clo. For none neither. not?

Ham. Who is to be buried in't? Hor. It might, my lord.

1 Clo. One, that was a woman, sir; but, rest Ham. Or of a courtier; which would say, her soul, she's dead. Good-morrow, my sweet lord! How dost Ham. How absolute the knave is! we must thou, good lord? This might be my lord such-a- speak by the card **, or equivocation will undo one, that praised my lord such-a-one's horse, us. By the Lord, Horatio, these three years I when he meant to beg it; might it not? have taken note of it; the age is grown so Hor. Ay, my lord.

picked tt, that the toe of the peasant comes so Ham. Why, e'en so: and now my lady near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe. Worm's ; chiapless, and knocked about the -How long hast thou been a grave-maker? mazzard with a sexton's spade: Here's fine 1 Clo. Of all the days i'the year, I came revolution, an we had the trick to see't. Did to't that day that our last king Hamlet over. these bones cost no more the breeding, but to came Fortinbras. play at loggats with them? mine ache to Ham. How long's that since? think on't.

1 Clo. Cannot you tell that? every fool can 1 Clown.

tell that: It was that very day that young A pick-are, and a spade, a spade, (Sings. Hamlet was born: he that is mad, and sent For-and a shrouding-sheet :

into England. 0, u pit of clay for to be made

Ham. Ay, marry, why was he sent into For such a guest is meet.

England ?

(Throws up a scull. I Clo. Wby, because he was mad: he shall Ham. There's another: Why may not that recover his wits there; or, if he do not, 'tis no be the scull of a lawyer ? Where be his quid. I great matter there. • Give over. + The song entire is printed in Percy's Reliques of Ancient English Poetry, Vol. 1. ; it was written by Lord Vaux. # An ancient game played as quoits are at present.

Subtleties. || Frivolous distinctions. 1 Head, ** By the coinpass, or chart of direction, ++ Spruce, affected.

4 S

Ham. Why?

hood to lead it: As thus; Alexander died, i Clo, 'Twill not be seen in him there: there Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth the men are as mad as he.

to dast; the dust is earth ; of earth we make Ham. How came he mad?

loam: And why of that loam, whereto he was I Clo. Very strangely, they say.

converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel ! Ham. How strangely?

Imperious + Cæsar, dead, and turn'd to clay, 1 Clo. 'Faith, e'en with losing his wits. Might stop a hole to keep the wind away: Ham. Upon what ground?

0, that the earth, which kept the world in awe, i Clo. Why, here in Denmark; I have been should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw! sexton here man and boy, thirty years. But soft! but soft! aside:–Here comes the

Ham. How long will a man lie i’the earth king. ere he rot?

Enter Priests, &c., in Procession ; the Corpse i Clo. 'Faith, if he be not rotten before he of OpheLIA, LA ERTES, and Mourners fol. die, (as we have many pocky corses now.a lowing ; King, Queen, their Trains, &c. days, tbat will scarce hold the laying in,) he The Queen, the courtiers: Who is this they will las. you some eight year, or nine year : a follow

[token, tanner will last you nine year.

And with such maimed rites ! This doth beHum. Why be more than another

The corse, they follow, did with desperate hand i Clo. Why, sir, his bide is so tanned with Fordo || its own life. 'Twas of some estates. his trade, that he will keep out water a great Couch"we a while, and mark. while; and your water is a sore decayer of

[Retiring with HORATIO. your whoreson dead body. Here's a scull Laer. What ceremony else? now hath lain you i'the earth three-and-twenty Ham.

That is Laertes, years.

A very noble youth: Mark. Ham. Whose was it?

Laer. What ceremony else? [enlarged 1 Clo. A whoreson mad fellow's it was; i Priest. Her obsequies have been as far Whose do you think it was?

As we have warranty: Her death was doubt Ham. Nay, I know not.

ful;

[order, i Clo. A pestilence on him for a mad rogue ! And, but that great command o'ersways the he poured a fagon of Rhenish on my head She should in ground unsanctified have lodged once. This same scull sir, was Yorick's scall, Till the last trumpet ; for charitable prayers, the king's jester.

Shards**, flints, and pebbles, should be thrown Ham. This? (Tukes the scull.

on her, i Clo. E'en that.

Yet here she is allow'd her virgin crants, Han. Alas! poor Yorick !-I knew him, Her maiden strewments, and the bringing bome Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most ex. Of bell and burial. cellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back Laer. Must there no more be done? a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in 1 Priest.

No more be done! my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. We should profane the service of the dead, Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I To sing a requiem ti, and such rest to her know not how oft. Where be your gibes As to peace-parted souls. now? your gambols ? yonr songs ? your Laer.

Lay her i'the earth;flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the And from her fair and unpolluted fesli, table on a roar ? Not one, now, to mock May violets spring!—I tell thee,churlish priest, your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now A minist'ring angel shall my sister be, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let When thou liest howling. her paint an inch thick, to th favour # she Ham.

What, the fair Ophelia! must come : make her laugh at that.-Pr'y. Queen. Sweets to the sweet: Farewell! thee, Horatio, tell me one thing.

[Scattering Flowers. Hor. What's that, my lord?

I hoped, thou shouldst bave been my Hamlet's Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander look'd wife;

(maid, o'this fashion i'the earth?

I thought, thy bride-bed to have deck'a, sweet Hor. E'en so.

And not have strewed thy grave. Ham. And smelt so? pah!

Laer.

0, treble woe [Throws down the scull. Fall ten times treble on that cursed head, Hor. E'en so, my lord.

Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense Ham. To what base uses we may return, Deprived thee of !-Hold off the earth a while, Horatio! Why may not imagination trace Till I have caught her once more in mine arms : the noble dust of Alexander, till he find it

(Leaps into the Grave. stopping a bung-hole ?

Now pile your dust upon the quick gs and dead; Hor. 'Twere to consider too curiously, to Till of this flat a mountain you have made consider so?

To o’ertop old Pelion, or the skyish head Ham. No faith, not a jot; but to follow or blue Olympus. him thither with modesty enough, and likeli. Ham. (Advancing.] What is he, whose grief • Countenance, complexion. + Imperial. Blast. Imperfect obsequies. | Undo, destroy, High rank. • Broken pots or tiles. + Garlands.

# A mass for the dead. $5 Living

row

teach us,

Bears such an emphasis ? whose phrase of sor: You do remember all the circumstance?

(stand Hor. Remember it, my lord ! (fighting, Conjures the wand'ring stars, and makes them Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of Like wonder-wounded hearers ? this is 1, That would not let me sleep: methought, I lay Hamlet the Dane. [Leaps into the Grave. Worse than the mutinest in the bilboes g. Laer. The devil take thy soul!

Rashly, (Grappling with him. And praised be rashness for it,- Let us know, Ham. Thou pray'st not well.

Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well, I proythee take thy fingers from my throat; When our deep plots do pall || : and that should For, though I am not splenetive and rash, Yet have I in me something dangerous, There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Which let thy wisdom fear: Hold off thy hand. Rongh-bew them how we will. King. Pluck them asunder.

Hor.

That is most certain. Queen.

Hamlet, Hamlet! Ham. Up from my cabin, ÀU. Gentlemen,

My sea-gown scart'd about me, in the dark Hor.

Good my lord, be quiet. Groped I to find out them: had my desire; [The Attendants part them and they Finger'd their packet; and, in fine, withdrew come out of the Grave.

To inine own room again: making so bold, Ham. Why, I will fight with him upon this My fears forgetting manners, to unseal Until my eyelids will no longer wag. (theme, Their grand commission; where I found, Ho

Queen. O my son! what theme? [thers A royal knavery; an exact command,- (ratio,

Ham. I loved Ophelia; forty thousand bro. Larded with many several sorts of reasons, Could not, with all their quantity of love Importing Denmark's health and England's too, Make up my sum.-What wilt thou do for her? With, hol such bugs ** and goblins in my life, King. 0, he is mad, Laertes.

That, on the supervise ft, no leisure bated, Queen. For love of God, forbear him. No, not to stay the grinding of the axe, Ham. 'Zounds, show me what thou'lt do: My head should be struck off. Wou'lt weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woult Hor.

Is't possible? tear thyself?

Ham. Here's the commission; read it at Woul't drink up Esil*? eat a crocodile?

more leisure. I'll do't.-Dost thou come here to whine? But wilt thou hear now how I did proceed? To outface nie with leaping in her grave? Hor. Ay, 'beseech you.

[lanies, Be buried quick with her, and so will I: Ham. Being thus benetted round with vil. And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Or # I could make a prologue to my brains, Millions of acres on us; till our ground, They had begun the play ;-I sat me down; Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Devised a new commission; wrote it fair: Make Ossa like a wart! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I once did bold it, as our statists ý do,. I'll rant as well as thou.

A baseness to write fair, and laboar'd much Queen.

This is mere madness : How to forget that learning; but, sic, now And thus a while the fit will work on him; It did me yeoman's service: Wilt thou know Auon, as patient as the female dove,

The effect of what I wrote? When that her golden couplets are disclosed +, Hor.

Ay, good my lørd. His silence will sit drooping.

Ham. An earnest conjuration from the king, Ham.

Hear you, sir; As England was his faithful tributary ; [rish; What is the reason that you use me thus? As love between them like the palm might fionI loved you ever: But it is no matter; As peace should still her wheaten garland wear, Let Hercules himself do what he may, And stand a comma III 'tween their amities; The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. And many such-like as's of great charge,

[Exit. That, on the view, and knowing of these conKing. I pray thee, good Horatio, wait upon tents, him.

[Exit HORATIO. Without debatement further, more, or less, Strengthen your patience in our last night's He should the bearers put to sudden death, speech;

[TO LAERTES. Not shriving T-time allow'd. We'll put the matter to the present push.- Hor.

How was this seal'd? Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son. Ham. Why, even in that was heaven ordiCbis grave shall have a living monument : I had my father's signet in my purse, (nant; An hour of quiet shortly shall we see;

Which was the model *** of that Danish seal : l'ill then, in patience our proceeding be. Folded the writ up in form of the other;

(Ereunt. Subscribed it; gave't the impression; placed it SCENE II. A Hall in the Castle.

safely,

(day Enter HAMLET and HORATIO. The changeling never known: Now, the next Ham. So much for this, sir: now shall yon Was our sea-fight; and what to ibis was se see the other;

Thou know'st already.

[quent +++ * Eisel is vinegar; but Mr. Steevens conjectures the word should be Weisel, a river which alls into the Baltic ocean. + Hatched. I Mutineers. Fetters and handcuffs brought from Bilboa, in Spain.

|| Fail.
1 Garnished.
** Bugbears.

# Looking over. It Before. Statesmen. I A note of connexion. 14 Confessing.

*** Copy,

+++ Following

Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go Osr. Nay, good my lord; for my ease, in to't.

[employment; good faith | Sir, here is newly come to court, Ham. Why, man, they did make love to this Laertes : believe me, an absolute gentleman, They are not near my conscience; their defeat full of most excellent differences, of very soft Does by their own insinuation grow:

society, and great showing: Indeed, to speak 'Tis dangerous, when the baser nature comes feelingly of him, he is the card ** or caleudar of Between the pass and fell incensed points gentry, for you shall find in him the continent Of mighty opposites.

of what part a gentleman would see. Hor.

Why, what a king is this! Ham. Sir, his definement suffers no perdiHam. Does it not, thiok thee, stand me now tion in you;-though, I know, to divide bim upon?

[mother; invontorily, would dizzy the arithmetic of me. He that hath kill'd my king, and whored my mory; and yet but raw neither, in respect of Popp'd in between the election and my hopes; his quick sail. But, in the verity of extolment, Thrown out his angle for my proper life, I take him to be a soul of great article; and his And with such cozenage; is't not perfect con- infusion of such dearth and rareness, as, to science,

[damn'd, make true diction of him, his semblable is his To quit* him with this arm? and is't not to be mirror; and, who else would trace him, his To let this canker of our nature come

umbrage, nothing more ##. In further evil?

[England, Osr. Your lordship speaks most infallibly of Hor. It must be shortly known to him from him. mu What is the issue of the business there.

Ham. The concernancy, sir? why do we Ham. It will be short: the interim is mine; wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath? And a man's life no more than to say, one.

Osr. Sir? But I am very sorry, good Horatio,

Hor. Is't not possible to understand in anThat to Laertes I forgot myself;

other tongue? You will do't, sir, really. For by the image of my cause I see

Ham. What imports the nominationgs of this The portraiture of bis : I'll count t his favours : gentleman? But, sure, the bravery of his grief did put me Osr. Of Laertes ? Into a towering passion.

Hor. His purse is empty already; all his Hor.

Peace; who comes here? golden words are nt.
Enter OSAIC.

Ham. Of him, sir.
Osr. Your lordship is right welcome back to Osr. I know, you are not ignorant-
Denmark.

Ham. I would, you did, sir; yet, in faith, if · Ham. I humbly thank you, sir. -Dost know you did, it would not much approve ||me;this water-fly I?

Well, sir. Hor. No, my good lord.

Ost. You are not ignorant of what excel. Ham. Thy state is the more gracious; for lence Laertes is'uis a vice to know him: He hath much land, Ham. I dare not confess that, lest I should and fertile: let a beast be lord of beasts, and his compare with him in excellence; but, to know (rib shall stand at the king's mess : 'Tis a a man well, were to know himself. chough ş; but, as I say, spacious in the pos- Osr. I mean, sir, for his weapon; but in the session of dirt.

imputation laid on him by them, in his meedt Osr. Sweet lord, if your lordship were at he's unfellowed. leisure, I should impart a thing to you from

Ham. What's his weapon? his majesty,

Osr. Rapier and dagger. Ham. I'will receive it, sir, with all diligence Ham. That's two of his weapons : but, well. of spirit : Your bonnet to his right use; 'tis for Ost. The king, sir, hath wagered with him the head.

six Barbary horses: against the which he has Osr. I thank your lordship, 'tis very hot. impawned *** as I take it, six French rapiers

Ham. No, believe me, 'tis very cold; the and poniards, with their assigns, as girdle, wind is northerly.

hangers 117, and so: Three of the carriages, in Osr. It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed. faith, are very dear to fancy, very responsive

Ham. But yet, methinks it is very sultry to the hilts, most delicate carriages, and of and hot; or my complexion

very liberal conceit. Osr. Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sul- Ham. What call you the carriages ? try,-as 'twere,- I cannot tell how-My lord, Hor. I knew, you must be elified by the bis majesty bade me signify to you, that he has margent Hi, ere you had done. laid a great wager on your head. Sir, this is Osr. The carriages, sir, are the hangers. the matter,

Ham. The phrase would be more germans Ham. I beseech you, remember

to the matter, if we could carry a cannon by (HAMLET moves him to put on his Hat. 'our sides; I would, it might be hangers till then.

* Requite. + For count some Editors read court. _Waterflies are gnats. § A bird like a jackdaw. _|| The affected phrase of the time. I Distinguishing excellencies. ** Compass or chart. # The country and pattern for imitation. It This speech is a ridicule of the court jargon of that time. Mentioning. 0 Recommend.

IT Praise. *** Imponed, put down, staked: That part of the belt by which the sword was suspended. 1 Margin of a book which contains explanatory notes.

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