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Author: William Shakespeare
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Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604)


The Tragedie of Hamlet
tifull lacke of wit, together with most weake hams, all which sir
though I most powerfully and potentlie belieue, yet I hold it not
1240honesty to haue it thus set downe, for your selfe sir shall growe old
as I am: if like a Crab you could goe backward.
Pol. Though this be madnesse, yet there is method in't, will you
walke out of the ayre my Lord?
Ham. Into my graue.
Pol. Indeede that's out of the ayre; how pregnant sometimes
his replies are, a happines that often madnesse hits on, which reason
and sanctity could not so prosperously be deliuered of. I will leaue
him and my daughter. My Lord, I will take my leaue of you.
Ham. You cannot take from mee any thing that I will not more
willingly part withall: except my life, except my life, except my
1260life.
Enter Guyldersterne, and Rosencraus.
Pol. Fare you well my Lord.
Ham. These tedious old fooles.
Pol. You goe to seeke the Lord Hamlet, there he is.
Ros. God saue you sir.
Guyl. My honor'd Lord.
Ros. My most deere Lord.
Ham. My extent good friends, how doost thou Guyldersterne?
1270A Rosencraus, good lads how doe you both?
Ros. As the indifferent children of the earth.
Guyl. Happy, in that we are not euer happy on Fortunes lap,
We are not the very button.
1275Ham. Nor the soles of her shooe.
Ros. Neither my Lord.
Ham. Then you liue about her wast, or in the middle of her fa-
Guyl. Faith her priuates we.
1280Ham. In the secret parts of Fortune, oh most true, she is a strumpet,
What newes?
Ros. None my Lord, but the worlds growne honest.
Ham. Then is Doomes day neere, but your newes is not true;
But in the beaten way of friendship, what make you at Elsonoure?
Ros. To visit you my Lord, no other occasion.
Ham. Begger that I am, I am euer poore in thankes, but I thanke
1320you, and sure deare friends, my thankes are too deare a halfpeny:
were you not sent for? is it your owne inclining? is it a free visitati-
on? come, come, deale iustly with me, come, come, nay speake.
Guy. What should we say my Lord?
Ham.