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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 Tragedy of Hamlet
    And so by continuance, and weakene s s e of the braine
    Into this fren sie, which now po s s e s s eth him:
    And if this be not true, take this from this.
    King Thinke you t'is so?
    Cor. How? so my Lord, I would very faine know
    That thing that I haue saide t'is so, po sitiuely,
    1185 And it hath fallen out otherwise.
    Nay, if circum stances leade me on,
    Ile finde it out, if it were hid
    1190 As deepe as the centre of the earth.
    King. how should wee trie this same?
    1191.1 Cor. Mary my good lord thus,
    The Princes walke is here in the galery,
    There let Ofelia, walke vntill hee comes:
    Your selfe and I will stand close in the study,
    1197.1 There shall you heare the effect of all his hart,
    And if it proue any otherwise then loue,
    1198.1 Then let my censure faile an other time.
    King. see where hee comes poring vppon a booke.
    Enter Hamlet.
    Cor. Madame, will it please your grace
    To leaue vs here?
    Que. With all my hart. exit.
    1695 Cor. And here Ofelia, reade you on this booke,
    And walke aloofe, the King shal be vnseene.
    1710 Ham. To be, or not to be, I there's the point,
    To Die, to sleepe, is that all? I all:
    No, to sleepe, to dreame, I mary there it goes,
    1720 For in that dreame of death, when wee awake,
    And borne before an euerla sting Iudge,
    From whence no pa s s enger euer retur'nd,
    The vndiscouered country, at whose sight
    1733.1 The happy smile, and the accursed damn'd.
    But for this, the ioyfull hope of this,
    Whol'd beare the scornes and flattery of the world,
    1725 Scorned by the right rich, the rich cur s s ed of the poore?