¶tere a pa
ssion to totters, to very rags, to
spleet the eares of the ground-
¶lings, vvho for the mo
st part are capable of nothing but inexplica-
1860ble dumbe
showes, and noy
se: I would haue
such a fellow whipt for
¶ore-dooing Termagant, it out Herods Herod, pray you auoyde it.
¶Player. I warrant your honour.
¶Hamlet. Be not too tame neither, but let your owne di
scretion be
1865your tutor,
sute the action to the word, the word to the action, with
¶this
speciall ob
seruance, that you ore-
steppe not the mode
stie of na-
¶ture: For any thing
so ore-doone, is from the purpo
se of playing,
¶who
se end both at the fir
st, and novve, was and is, to holde as twere
1870the Mirrour vp to nature, to
shew vertue her feature;
scorne her own
¶Image, and the very age and body of the time his forme and pre
ssure:
¶Now this ouer-done, or come tardie off, though it makes the vn
skil-
¶full laugh, cannot but make the iudicious greeue, the cen
sure of
1875which one, mu
st in your allowance ore-weigh a whole Theater of o-
¶thers. O there be Players that I haue
seene play, and heard others
¶pray
sd, and that highly, not to
speake it prophanely, that neither ha-
¶uing th'accent of Chri
stians, nor the gate of Chri
stian, Pagan, nor
1880man, haue
so
strutted & bellowed, that I haue thought
some of Na-
¶tures Iornimen had made men, and not made them well, they imita-
¶ted humanitie
so abhominably.
¶Player. I hope we haue reform'd that indifferently with vs.
¶Ham. O reforme it altogether, and let tho
se that play your clownes
¶speake no more then is
set downe for them, for there be of them that
¶wil them
selues laugh, to
set on
some quantitie of barraine
spectators
¶to laugh to, though in the meane time,
some nece
ssary que
stion of
¶the play be then to be con
sidered, that's villanous, and
shewes a mo
st
¶pittifull ambition in the foole that v
ses it
: goe make you readie. How
1895now my Lord, will the King heare this peece of worke?
¶Enter Polonius, Guyldensterne, & Rosencraus.
¶Pol. And the Queene to, and that pre
sently.
¶Ham. Bid the Players make ha
st. Will you two help to ha
sten
thē.
1900Ros. I my Lord.
Exeunt they two.
¶Ham. What howe,
Horatio.
Enter Horatio.
¶Hora. Heere
sweet Lord, at your
seruice.
¶Ham. Horatio, thou art een as iu
st a man
1905As ere my conuer
sation copt withall.