Hamlet (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Tragedie of Hamlet.
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¶Ile doo't. Dost thou come heere to whine;
3475To outface me with leaping in her Graue?
¶Be buried quicke with her, and so will I.
¶And if thou prate of Mountaines; let them throw
¶Millions of Akers on vs; till our ground
¶Sindging his pate against the burning Zone,
¶Ile rant as well as thou.
¶And thus awhile the fit will worke on him:
¶Anon as patient as the female Doue,
3485When that her golden Cuplet are disclos'd;
¶Ham. Heare you Sir:
¶I loud' you euer; but it is no matter:
3490Let Hercules himselfe doe what he may,
¶The Cat will Mew, and Dogge will haue his day.
Exit.
¶Kin. I pray you good Horatio wait vpon him,
¶This Graue shall haue a liuing Monument:
¶Till then, in patience our proceeding be.
Exeunt.
¶
Enter Hamlet and Horatio.
¶You doe remember all the Circumstance.
¶Hor. Remember it my Lord?
¶Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kinde of fighting,
¶That would not let me sleepe; me thought I lay
¶When our deare plots do paule, and that should teach vs,
¶There's a Diuinity that shapes our ends,
3510Rough-hew them how we will.
¶Ham. Vp from my Cabin
¶Grop'd I to finde out them; had my desire,
3515Finger'd their Packet, and in fine, withdrew
¶To mine owne roome againe, making so bold,
¶(My feares forgetting manners) to vnseale
¶Oh royall knauery: An exact command,
¶Importing Denmarks health, and Englands too,
¶With hoo, such Bugges and Goblins in my life,
¶No not to stay the grinding of the Axe,
¶But wilt thou heare me how I did proceed?
3530Ham. Being thus benetted round with Villaines,
¶Ere I could make a Prologue to my braines,
¶They had begun the Play. I sate me downe,
¶I once did hold it as our Statists doe,
¶How to forget that learning: but Sir now,
¶It did me Yeomans seruice: wilt thou know
¶The effects of what I wrote?
¶Hor. I, good my Lord.
¶As England was his faithfull Tributary,
¶And stand a Comma 'tweene their amities,
¶That on the view and know of these Contents,
¶Not shriuing time allowed.
¶Ham. Why, euen in that was Heauen ordinate;
¶I had my fathers Signet in my Purse,
¶Which was the Modell of that Danish Seale:
¶Folded the Writ vp in forme of the other,
¶The changeling neuer knowne: Now, the next day
¶Was our Sea Fight, and what to this was sement,
¶Thou know'st already.
3560Ham. Why man, they did make loue to this imployment
¶They are not neere my Conscience; their debate
¶Doth by their owne insinuation grow:
¶'Tis dangerous, when the baser nature comes
3565Of mighty opposites.
¶Hor. Why, what a King is this?
¶He that bath kil'd my King, and whor'd my Mother,
¶Popt in betweene th'election and my hopes,
3570Throwne out his Angle for my proper life,
¶To quit him with this arme? And is't not to be damn'd
¶To let this Canker of our nature come
¶In further euill.
¶The interim's mine, and a mans life's no more
3580That to Laertes I forgot my selfe;
¶The Portraiture of his; Ile count his fauours:
¶But sure the brauery of his griefe did put me
3585Hor. Peace, who comes heere?
¶
Enter young Osricke.
¶Hor. No my good Lord.
¶know him: he hath much Land, and fertile; let a Beast
¶your Bonet to his right vse, 'tis for the head.
3600Ham. No, beleeue mee 'tis very cold, the winde is
¶Northerly.
¶Osr. It is indifferent cold my Lord indeed.
¶Complexion.
Osricke.
