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  • Title: Der bestrafte Brudermord (Fratricide Punished)
  • Author: Anonymous
  • Editor: David Bevington
  • General textual editors: James D. Mardock, Eric Rasmussen
  • Associate textual editor: Donald Bailey
  • Coordinating editor: Michael Best
  • Associate coordinating editor: Janelle Jenstad

  • Copyright David Bevington. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: Anonymous
    Editor: David Bevington
    Not Peer Reviewed

    Der bestrafte Brudermord (Fratricide Punished)

    2.4
    Hamlet, Ophelia.
    Ophelia
    I pray Your Highness take back the jewel which you gave me.
    200Hamlet
    What, young lady! dost want a husband? Get thee away from me — nay, come back. Listen girl, you young women do make nothing but fools of us bachelors; you buy your beauty from apothecaries and pedlars. Listen while I tell you a tale. There was once a cavalier in Anion, who fell in love with a lady, who, to look at, was like the goddess Venus. Now when they were to go to bed together, the bride went first and began to undress. First she took out one eye, which had been set very cleverly, then the front teeth made of ivory, so finely that no one had ever seen the like. Then she washed herself, and the paint with which she had smeared herself disappeared also. At length came the bridegroom expecting to embrace his bride. But as soon as he caught sight of her, he started back, and thought it was a ghost. Thus it is ye deceive us young fellows; therefore listen to me. But wait young lady — nay go, go to a nunnery, but not to a nunnery where two pairs of slippers lie by the bedside.
    [Exit.]
    Corambus.
    Is he not truly and completely mad, my gracious King?
    King
    Corambus, leave us. When we have need of you, we'll send for you.
    [Exit Corambus]
    We have heard the Prince's madness and raving with great astonishment. But it seems to us no real madness, but rather a pretence. We must contrive to get rid of him from here, or perhaps indeed put an end to him altogether; otherwise some harm may come of it.
    [Exit.]