Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604)
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The Tragedie of Hamlet
3830O god Horatio, what a wounded name
¶If thou did'st euer hold me in thy hart,
¶Absent thee from felicity a while,
¶And in this harsh world drawe thy breath in paine
A march a
farre off.
¶
Enter Osrick.
¶Ham. O I die Horatio,
¶I cannot liue to heare the newes from England,
¶But I doe prophecie th'ellection lights
¶Why dooes the drum come hether?
¶
Enter Fortenbrasse, with the Embassadors.
¶For. This quarry cries on hauock, ô prou'd death
¶What feast is toward in thine eternall cell,
¶And our affaires from England come too late,
¶To tell him his commandment is fulfild,
¶Where should we haue our thankes?
¶Hora. Not from his mouth
¶Had it th'ability of life to thanke you;
¶He neuer gaue commandement for their death;
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