Hamlet (Quarto 1, 1603)
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Prince of Denmarke
¶For Hecuba, why what is Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba?
1600.1His father murdred, and a Crowne bereft him,
¶He would turne all his teares to droppes of blood,
¶Amaze the standers by with his laments,
1603.1Strike more then wonder in the iudiciall eares,
1605Confound the ignorant, and make mute the wise,
¶Hauing my father murdred by a villaine,
Stand still, and let it passe, why sure I am a coward:
¶Who pluckes me by the beard, or twites my nose,
¶Giue's me the lie i'th throate downe to the lungs,
¶Or by this I should a fatted all the region kites
1620With this slaues offell, this damned villaine,
Treacherous, bawdy, murderous villaine:
¶Why this is braue, that I the sonne of my deare father,
¶Should like a scalion, like a very drabbe
¶Thus raile in wordes. About my braine,
¶I haue heard that guilty creatures sitting at a play,
1630.1Committed long before.
¶As he is very potent with such men,
¶The play's the thing,
1645Wherein I'le catch the conscience of the King.
exit.
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Enter the King, Queene, and Lordes.
¶King Lordes, can you by no meanes finde
¶You being so neere in loue, euen from his youth,
F
Gil.
