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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)

    Prince of Denmarke.
    2510 And euery part that should a s si st reuenge,
    Forgoe their proper powers, and fall to pitty.
    2490 Gho st Hamlet, I once againe appeare to thee,
    To put thee in remembrance of my death:
    2491.1 Doe not neglect, nor long time put it off.
    But I perceiue by thy di stracted lookes,
    Thy mother's fearefull, and she stands amazde:
    Speake to her Hamlet, for her sex is weake,
    Comfort thy mother, Hamlet, thinke on me.
    Ham. How i' st with you Lady?
    Queene Nay, how i' st with you
    That thus you bend your eyes on vacancie,
    And holde discourse with nothing but with ayre?
    2515 Ham. Why doe you nothing heare?
    Queene Not I.
    Ham. Nor doe you nothing see?
    Queene No neither.
    Ham. No, why see the king my father, my father, in the (habite
    As he liued, looke you how pale he lookes,
    See how he steales away out of the Portall,
    Looke, there he goes. exit gho st.
    2520 Queene Alas, it is the weakene s s e of thy braine,
    2520.1 Which makes thy tongue to blazon thy hearts griefe:
    But as I haue a soule, I sweare by heauen,
    I neuer knew of this mo st horride murder:
    But Hamlet, this is onely fanta sie,
    2521.1 And for my loue forget these idle fits.
    Ham. Idle, no mother, my pulse doth beate like yours,
    It is not madne s s e that po s s e s s eth Hamlet.
    O mother, if euer you did my deare father loue,
    Forbeare the adulterous bed to night,
    2545 And win your selfe by little as you may,
    2545.1 In time it may be you wil lothe him quite:
    And mother, but a s si st mee in reuenge,
    And in his death your infamy shall die.
    Queene Hamlet, I vow by that maie sty,