Laer. My will, not all the world; And for my means, I'll husband them so weți, King. Good Laertes, If you desire to know the certainty Of your dear father, is't writ in your revenge, That sweep-stake you will draw both friend and Winner and loser? Laer. None but his enemies. King. Will you know them then? [foe, [arms, I Laer. To his good friends thus wide I'll ope my And, like the kind life-rendering pelican, (65) Fig. 70. (65) Figure 70 gives a view of the pelican in the moon, as formed out of the head and shoulders of Laertes there, (drawn above in figure 57;) the shadows of which it is composed are, in Hudibras, frequently assimilated to a goose, as noticed there. King. Why, now you speak [A noise within.] "Let her come in." Enter OPHELIA, fantastically dressed with straws and flowers. O heat, dry up my brains! tears, seven times salt, By Heaven, thy madness shall be paid with weight, 1 Oph. They bore him bare-faced on the bier, "And on his grave rain'd many a tear. "Fare well, my ye dove!" Laer. Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade It could not move thus. [revenge, Oph. You must sing, down-a-down, and you call him a-down-a. O how the wheel becomes it! it is the false steward that stole his master's daughter. Laer. This nothing's more than matter. Oph. There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray, love, remember; and there's pansies, that's for thoughts. Laer. A document in madness, thoughts and remembrance fitted. Oph. There's fennel for you, and columbines; there's rue for you, and here's some for me. (66) (66) Rue. Ophelia's rue is formed of the resemblance to that plant as held in her hand; but that of Laertes is different,(she says, in fact, that he must wear his with a difference, and I take his to be formed of the letters composing the word Rue (viz. R, V or U, E) as inscribed on his person in the moon, and drawn therefrom in figure 71. The mention made presently of dove and sweet-robin will be noticed hereafter. We may call it herb of grace o' Sundays: you may wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died; they say made a good end: "For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy." he Laer. Thought, and affliction, passion, hell itself, She turns to favour, and to prettiness. Oph. "And will he not come again? "And will he not come again? "No, no, he is dead, go to thy death-bed. "He never will come again. His beard was white as snow, "All flaxen was his pole: "He is gone, he is gone, and we cast away moan, Laer. Do you see this, you Gods! King. Laertes, I must commune with your grief, Or you deny me right: go but apart, Make choice of whom your wisest friends you will. And they shall hear and judge'twixt you and me; If by direct or by collateral hand They find us touched, we will our kingdom give Our crown, our life, and all that we call ours, Το you in satisfaction, But if not, Be you content to lead your patience to us; And we shall jointly labour with your soul, To give it due content. His means of death, his obscure funeral, No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his bones, No noble rite, nor formal ostentation, Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to earth, That I must call❜t in question. King. So you shall: And where the offence is, let the great axe fall. 1 pray you, go with me. [Exeunt. Enter HORATIO, with an Attendant. Hor. What are they that would speak with me?, I do not know from what part of the world I should be greeted, if not from Lord Hamlet. Enter Sailors. Sait. God bless you, Sir. (67) (67) If the south side of the moon be placed uppermost, figure 72 will give a view of the ship before alluded to, with Hamlet and his companions, and the sailors, in different parts of it, together with the pump and hour-glass, often before mentioned, and made up of the shadows scattered over the whole surface of the moon. The particular |