Hamlet (Quarto 1, 1603)
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The Tragedy of Hamlet
¶Sir, I know you are no trowant:
But what is your affaire in Elsenoure?
¶I thinke it was to see my mothers wedding.
¶Hor. Indeede my Lord, it followed hard vpon.
¶ Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio, the funerall bak't meates
¶Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables,
370Would I had met my deerest foe in heauen
¶Ere euer I had seene that day Horatio;
¶O my father, my father, me thinks I see my father.
¶Hor. Where my Lord?
¶Ham. Why, in my mindes eye Horatio.
¶Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all,
¶I shall not looke vpon his like againe.
¶Ham. Saw, who?
380Hor. My Lord, the King your father.
¶Ham. Ha, ha, the King my father ke you.
¶With an attentiue eare, till I may deliuer,
385This wonder to you.
¶Ham. For Gods loue let me heare it.
¶Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch,
¶In the dead vast and middle of the night.
390Beene thus incountered by a figure like your father,
¶Armed to poynt, exactly Capapea
¶Appeeres before them thrise, he walkes
395Within his tronchions length,
While
