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The nights are wholesome; then no planets And lose your voice: What wouldst thou beg, strike,
Laertes, No fairy takes, nor witch bath power to charm, That shall not be my offer, not thy asking ? So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. The head is not more native to the heart,
Hor. So I have heard, and do in part believe The hand more instrumental to the mouth, But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, [it. Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill: What wouldst thou have, Laertes ? Break we our watch up; and, by my advice, Laer. My dread lord, Let us impart what we have seen to-night Your leave and favour to return to France; Unto young Hamlet: for, upon my life, From whence though willingly I came to This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him:
Denmark, Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it, To show my duty in your coronation; As needful in our loves, fitting our duty ? Yet now, I must confess, that duty done, Mar. Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning My thoughts and wishes bend again toward know
(don. Where we shall find him most convenient. And bow them to your gracious leave and par
[Exeunt. King. Have you your father's leave? What
says Polonius ? SCENE II.-The same.-A Room of Stute in
Pol. He hath, my lord, [wrung from me my the same.
slow leave, Enter the KING, QUEEN, HAMLET, POLONIUS, By laboursome petition; and, at last,
LAERTES, VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, LORDS, Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent:) and Attendants.
I do beseech you, give him leave to go. King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear bro
King. Take thy fair hour, Laertes ; time be ther's death
thine, The memory be green; and that it us befitted
And thy best graces: spend it at thy will.-To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son, kingdom
Ham. A little more than kin, and less than To be contracted in one brow of woe;
[Aside. Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature,
King. How is it, that the clouds still hang That we with wisest sorrow think on him,
on you? Together with remembrance of ourselves.
Ham. Not so, my lord, I am too much i'the Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen, The imperial jointress of this warlike state,
Queen. Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour Have we, as 'twere, with a defeated joy,
(mark. With one auspicious, and ope dropping eye;
And let thine eye look like a friend on DenWith mirth ia funeral, and with dirge in mar
Do pot, for ever, with thy veiled lidst riage,
Seek for thy noble father in the dust: In equal scale weigbing delight and dole,
Thou know'st, 'tis common; all, that live, Taken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd
must die, Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone Passing through nature to eternity. With this affair along :-For all, our thanks.
Ham. Ay, madam, it is common. Now follows, that you know, young Fortin- why seems it so 'particular with thee?
Queen. If it be, bras, Holding a weak supposal of our worth;
Ham. Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know Or thinking, by our late dear brother's death, 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,
not seems. Our state to be disjoint and out of frame, Colleagued with this dream of his
advantage, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath,
Nor customary suits of solemn black,
No, nor the fruitful river in the eye,
Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, To our most valíant brother. So much for Together with all forms, modes, shows of him.
(seem, Now for ourself, and for this time of meeting: For they are actions that a man might play:
That can denote me truly: These, indeed, Thus much the business is : We have here writ But I have that within, which passeth show; To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hears
These, but the trappings and the suits of woe. Of this his nephew's purpose,-to suppress
King. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your His further gait: herein; in that the levies,
nature, Hamlet, The lists, and full proportions, are all made
To give these mourning duties to your father: Out of his subject :-and we here despatch
But, you must know, your father lost a father; You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand,
That father lost his; and the survivor bound For bearers of this greeting to old Norway;
In filial obligation, for some term Giving to you no further personal power
To do obsequious sorrow: But to perséver To business with the king, more than the
scope of impions stubbornness'; 'tis unmanly grief :
Io obstinate condolement, is a course
It shows a will most incorrect to heaven; Cor. Vol. In thai, and all things, will we show our duty.
An understanding simple and unschool'd: King. We doubt it nothing; heartily fare-For what, we know, must be, and is as com
(Exeunt VOLTIMAND and Cornelius. As any the most vulgar thing to sense, And now, Laertes, what's the news with you? Why should we, in our peevish opposition, You told us of some suit; What is't, Laertes Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven, You cannot speak of reason to the Dane,
* Nature: a little more than a kinsman, and less than a * Grief. # Bonds. # Way,
+ Lowering egos.
A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, | Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor serTo reason most absurd; whose common theme
vant ever. Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried, Ham. Sir, my good friend; I'll change that From the first corse, till he that died to-day,
name with you.
(lio This must be so. We pray you, throw to earth And what make you from Wittenberg, HoraThis unprevailing woe ; and think of us Marcellus ? As of a father : for let the world take note, Mar. My good lord,You are the most immediate to our throne; Ham. I am very glad to see you; good even, And, with no less nobility of love,
Sir. Than that which dearest father bears his son, But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg ? Do I impart toward you. For your intent Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord. In going back to school in Wittenberg,
Ham. I would not hear your enemy say so: It is most retrograde* to our desire :
Nor shall you do mine ear that violence, And, we beseech you, bend you to remain To make it truster of your own report Here, in the cheer and comfort of our eye, Against yourself: I know,
you are no truant. Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son. But what is your affair in Elsinore ? Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers, We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. Hamlet;
Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's I pray thee, stay with us, go pot to Wittenberg.
funeral. Ham. I shall in all my best obey you, ma- Ham. I pray thee, do not mock me, fellow. dam.
student; King. Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply; I think, it was to see my mother's wedding. Be as ourself in Denmark.-Madam, come; Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon. This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio ! the funeral Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof,
bak'd meats* No jocund health, that Denmark drinks to-day, Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell; 'Would I had met my dearestt foe in heaven And the king's rouset the heaven shall bruitt Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio !again,
My father,-Methinks, I see my father.
(Exeunt KING, Queen, Lords, &c. Polo- My lord ?
Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio.
Ham. Saw! who? Seem to me all the uses of this world !
Hor. My lord, the king your father. Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, Ham. The king my father? That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in Hor. Season your admiration for a while nature,
[this! With an attentf ear; till I may deliver, Possess it merely. I. That it should come to Upon the witness of these gentlemen, But two months dead !-nay, not so much, not This marvel to you. So excellent a king; that was, to this, (two: Ham. For God's love, let me hear. Hyperion** to a satyr: so loving to my mother, Hor. I'wo nights together had these gentleThat he might not beteemtt the winds of heaven
men, Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, Must I remember? why, she would hang on in the dead waist and middle of the night, As jf increase of appetite had grown [him, Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your By what it fed on: And yel, within a month, Armed at point, exactly, cap-à-pé, [father, Let me not think on't ;-Frailty, thy name is Appears before them, and, with solemn march, woman !
Goes slow and stately by them: thrice he A little month ; or ere those shoes were old,
walk'd, With which she follow'd my poor father's By their oppress’d and fear-surprized eyes, body,
Within his truncheon's length; whilst they, Like Niobe, all tears ;-why she, even she,- Almost to jelly with the act of fear, [distili'd O heaven !'a beast, that wants discourse of Stand dumb, and speak not to him. This to me reason,
In dreadful secrecy impart they did; Would have mourn'd longer,-married with And I with them, the third night, kept the my uncle,
Hor. My lord, upon the platform where we But break, my heart: for I must hold my
Ham. Did you not speak to it?
Hor. My lord, I did; Enter Horatio, BERNARDO, and MARCELLUS.
But answer made it none: yet once, methought, Hor. Hail to your lordship!
It lifted up its head, and did address Ham. I am glad to see you well:
Itself to motion, like as it would speak: Horatio,-or I do forget myself.
But, even then, the morning cock crew loud; Contrary. + Draght. Report.
It was anciently the custom to give a cold entertain Dissolve. || Law
Entirely. ment at a funeral. ** Apollo tt Suffer.
And at the sound it shrunk in haste away, Laer. Think it no more:
For nature, crescent,* does not grow alone Ham. 'Tis very strange.
In thews, and bulk; but, as this temple Hor. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis
The inward service of the mind and soul And we did think it writ down in our duty, Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you To let you know of it.
now; Ham. Indeed, indeed, Sirs, but this troubles And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch Hold you the watch to-night?
(me. The virtue of his will : but, you must fear, AU. We do, my lord.
His greatness weigh’d, his will is not his own; Ham. Arm'd, say you?
For he himself is subject to his birth: All. Arm’d, my lord.
He may not, as unvalued persons do, Ham. From top to toe?
Carve for himself; for on his choice depends All. My lord, from head to foot.
The safety and the health of the whole state ; Ham. Then saw you not
And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd His face.
Unto the voice and yielding of that body, Hor. O, yes, my lord; he wore his beaver* Whereof he is the head: Then if he says be up.
loves you, Ham. What, look'd be frowningly?
It fits your wisdom so far to believe it, Hor. A countenance more
As he in his particular act and place (ther, In sorrow than in anger.
May give his saying deed; which is no furHam. Pale, or red?
Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. Hor. Nay, very pale.
Then weigh what loss your honour may susHam. And fix'd his eyes upon you?
tain, Hor. Most constantly.
If with too credent|| ear you lists his songs; Ham. I would, I had been there.
Or lose your heart; or your chaste treasure Hor. It would have much amaz'd you. To his unmaster'd** importunity. (open Ham. Very like,
Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister; Very like: Stay'd it long?
And keep you in the rear of your affection, Hor. While one with moderate haste might Out of the shot and danger of desire. tell a hundred.
The chariestit maid is prodigal enough, Mar. Ber. Longer, longer.
If she unmask her beauty to the moon: Hor. Not when I saw it.
Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes: Ham. His beard was grizzl’d? no?
The canker galls the infants of the spring, Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd; A sable silver'd.
And in the morn and liquid dew of youth Ham. I will watch to-night;
Contagious blastments are most imminent, Perchance, 'twill walk again.
Be wary then: best safety lies in fear; Hor. I warrant, it will.
Youth to itself rebels, though none else near. Ham. If it assume my noble father's person, Oph. I shall the effect of this good lesson I'll speak to it, thougb hell itself should gape,
keep, And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all, As watchman to my heart : But good my broIf you have hitherto conceal'd this sight, Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, (ther, Let it be tenable in your silence still; Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; And whatsoever else shall hap to-night, Whilst, like a puft'd and recklessit libertine, Give it an understanding, but no tongue; Hiinself the primrose path of dalliance treads, I will requite your loves : So, fare you well: And recks not his own read.js Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve, Laer. O fear me not.
I stay too long ;-But here my father comes.
Enter POLONIUS, [Exeunt HORATIO, MARCELLUS, and BER
A double blessing is a double grace; My father's spirit in arms! all is not well; Occasion smiles upon a second leave. I doubt some foul play: 'would, the night were
Pol. Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for come!
shame; Till then sit still, my soul: Foul deeds will rise, The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's And you are staid for: There, -my blessing eyes.
(Luying his Hand on Laertes' Head. SCENE III.-A Room in PoloniUS' House. And these few precepts in thy memory
Look thou character. ||| Give thy thoughts no Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA.
tongue, Laer. My necessaries are embark'd; fare. Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. And, sister, as the winds give benefit, (well: Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. And convoy is assistant, do not sleep,
The friends thou hast, and their adoption But let me hear from you.
tried, Oph. Do you doubt that?
Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel; Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood ; [vour, of each new-hatch'd, unfledg’d comrade. Laer, For Hamlet, and the trifling of his fa- But do not dull thy palmff with entertain
[Beware A violet in the youth of primy nature, Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,
Of entrance to a quarrel : but, being in,
* Increasing + Sinews. Subtlety, deceit. Oph. No more but so ?
Discolour. || Believing.
Listen to. ** Licentious.
+ Most cautious. It Careless.
Regards not his own lessons. * That part of the helmet which may be lifted up.
19 Palin of the hand.
I'll visit you.
Bear it that the opposer may beware of thee. And with a larger tether* may he walk,
Not of that die which their investments show,
forth, Are most select and generous,t chieft in that. Have you so slander any moment's leisure, Neither a borrower, nor a lender be:
As to give words or talk with the lord Hamlet. For loan oft loses both itself and friend; Look to't, I charge you; come your ways. Apd borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. Oph. I shall obey, my lord. [Exeunt. This above all, To thine ownself be true; And it must follow, as the night the day,
SCENE IV.,- The Platform. Thou canst not then be false to any man. Enter Hamlet, Horatio, and MARCELLUS. Farewell; my blessing season|| this in thee !
Ham. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold. Laer. Most humbly do I take my leave, my
Hor. It is a nipping and an eagerç air. lord.
Ham. What hour now? Pol. The time invites you; go, your servants tend.
Hor. I think, it lacks of twelve.
Mar. No, it is struck.
Hor. Indeed ? I heard it not; it then draws
near the season, Oph. 'Tis in my memory lock’d,
Wherein the spirit held is wont to walk.
[A Flourish of Trumpets, and Ordnance Pol. What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to What does this mean, my lord?
shot off, within. Oph. So please you, something touching the
Ham. The king doth wake to-night, and lord Hamlet.
takes his rousell Pol. Marry, well bethought:
Keeps wassel, and the swaggering up'Tis told me, he hath very oft of late
spring reels ;**
And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish Given private time to you: and you yourself Have of your audience been most free and The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out
The triumph of his pledge. bounteous,
Hor. Is it a custom?
Ham. Ay, marry, is't:
But to my mind,- though I am native here,
And to the manner born, it is a custom What is between you give me up the truth.
vance. Oph. He hath, my lord, of late, made many This heavy-headed revel, east and west, Of his affection to me.
(tenders Makes us traduc'd, and tax'd of other nations : Pol. Affection? puh! you speak like a green They clepett us, drunkards, and with switish girl,
phrase Unsifted** in such perilous circumstance.
Soil our addition; and, indeed it takes Do you believe his tenders, as you call them? Oph. I do not know, my lord, what I should From our achievements, though perform'd at
height, think. Pol. Marry, I'll teach you: think yourself a so, oft it chances in particular men,
The pith and marrow of our attribute. baby; That you have ta’en these tenders for true pay, As, in their birth, (wherein they are not guilty,
That, for some vicious mode of nature in them, Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more Since nature cannot choose bis origin,)
dearly; Or (not to crack the wind of the poor phrase,
By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Wronging it thus, you'll tender me a fool.
Ost breaking down the pales and forts of rea
son; Oph. My lord he hath impórtun'd me with Or by some habit, that too much o'er-leavens In honourable fashion.tt
[love, The form of plausive manners ;-that these Pol. Ay, fashion you may call it; go to, go
to. Oph. And hath given countenance to his Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect;
Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, speech, my lord,
Their virtues else (be they as pure as grace, With almost all the boly vows of heaven. Pol. Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do Shall in the general censure take corruption
As infinite as man may undergo,) know, When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul
From that particular fault: The dram of base Lends the tongue vows: these blazes, daugh- Poth all the noble substance often dout, $6
Hor. Look, my lord, it comes!
Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend
us! Set your entreatmentstt at a higher rate, Than a command to parley. For lord Hamlet, Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Believe so much in him, That he is young ; * Longer line; a horse fastened by a string to a stake is
+ Pimps. * Implorers. Opinion. + Noble.
Chiefly. Sharp. 11 Jovial draught. Jollity. Economy
it Call. #1 Humour. ** Untempted. tt Manner. 11 Company
** A dance.
Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts Ghost. Mark me.
Ham. I will.
Ghost. My hour is alınost come,
Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious
Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature,
I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Hor. It beckons you to go away with it,
Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young As if it some impartment did desire
(spheres; To you alone.
Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their
But this eternal blazon* must not be
To ears of flesh and blood :-List, list, O list!-
Ham. O heaven!
Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural
Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is;
wings as swift
Ghost. I find thee apt;
That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, [hear: And draw you into madness? think of it: Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, The very place puts toys of desperation, 'Tis given out, that sleeping in mine orchard,t Without more motive, into every brain, A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of DenThat looks so many fathoms to the sea,
Is by a forged process of my death (mark And hears it roar beneath.
Rankly abus'd: but know, thou noble youth, Ham. It waves me still :
serpent that did sting thy father's life, Go on, I'll follow thee.
Now wears his crown.
Ham. O, my prophetic soul ! my uncle!
Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate Hor. Be rul'd, you shall not go.
beast, Ham. My fate cries out,
With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts, And makes each petty artery in this body
(O wicked wit, and gifts, that have the power As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve.- So to seduce!) won to his shameful lust
[Ghost beckons. The will of my most seeming virtuous queen : Still am I call'd ;-unhand me. gentlemen;
0, Hamlet, what a falling-off was there! [Breaking from them. From me, whose loye was of that dignity, By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets That it went hand in hand even with the vow I say, away:-Go on, I'll follow thee. [me:- I made to her in marriage ; and to decline
[Exeunt Ghost and HAMLET, Upon a wretch, whose natural gifts were poor Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination. To those of mine! Mar. Let's follow; 'tis not fit thus to obey But virtue, as it never will be mov'd,
Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven;
Will satet itself in a celestial bed,
But, soft! methinks, I scent the morning air;
Brief let me be:Sleeping within mine orMar. Nay, let's follow him. [Exeunt. My custom always of the afternoon, (chard,
Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, SCENE V.-A more remote part of the Plat-With juice of cursed hebenong in a vial, form.
And in the porches of mine ears did pour
The leperous distilment: whose effect
Holds such an enmity with blood of man,
The natural gates and alleys of the body; * Conversable, + Frame. Remote. Value. || Hangs. 1 Whims. ** Hinders.
* Display + Garden. Satiate. Henbane.