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  • Title: Hamlet (Quarto 1, 1603)
  • Textual editor: Eric Rasmussen
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-434-9

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    Author: William Shakespeare
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    Hamlet (Quarto 1, 1603)

    The Tragedie of Hamlet
    But do not go with it.
    650 Hor. No, by no meanes my Lord.
    Ham. It will not speake, then will I follow it.
    Hor. What if it tempt you toward the flood my Lord.
    660 That beckles ore his bace, into the sea,
    And there a s s ume some other horrible shape,
    Which might depriue your soueraigntie of reason,
    And driue you into madne s s e: thinke of it.
    Ham. Still am I called, go on, ile follow thee.
    665 Hor. My Lord, you shall not go.
    Ham. Why what should be the feare?
    I do not set my life at a pinnes fee,
    655 And for my soule, what can it do to that?
    Being a thing immortall, like it selfe,
    Go on, ile follow thee.
    Mar. My Lord be rulde, you shall not goe.
    Ham. My fate cries out, and makes each pety Artiue
    670 As hardy as the Nemeon Lyons nerue,
    Still am I cald, vnhand me gentlemen;
    By heauen ile make a gho st of him that lets me,
    Away I say, go on, ile follow thee.
    675 Hor. He waxeth desperate with imagination.
    Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Denmarke.
    Hor. Haue after; to what i s s ue will this sort?
    Mar. Lets follow, tis not fit thus to obey him.
    Enter Gho st and Hamlet.
    Ham. Ile go no farther, whither wilt thou leade me?
    Gho st Marke me.
    Ham. I will.
    Gho st I am thy fathers spirit, doomd for a time
    695 To walke the night, and all the day
    Confinde in flaming fire,
    Till the foule crimes done in my dayes of Nature
    Are purged and burnt away.
    Ham. Alas poore Gho st.
    Gho st Nay pitty me not, but to my vnfolding