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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.
    3551.1So all was done without discouerie.
    Queene Thankes be to heauen for blessing of the prince,
    Horatio once againe I take my leaue,
    With thowsand mothers blessings to my sonne.
    3551.5Horat. Madam adue.
    Enter King and Leartes.
    King. Hamlet from England! is it possible?
    What chance is this? they are gone, and he come home.
    3059.1Lear. O he is welcome, by my soule he is:
    3065At it my iocund heart doth leape for ioy,
    That I shall liue to tell him, thus he dies.
    king Leartes, content your selfe, be rulde by me,
    3068.1And you shall haue no let for your reuenge.
    2885Lear. My will, not all the world.
    King Nay but Leartes, marke the plot I haue layde,
    3100I haue heard him often with a greedy wish,
    Vpon some praise that he hath heard of you
    Touching your weapon, which with all his heart,
    He might be once tasked for to try your cunning.
    Lea. And how for this?
    King Mary Leartes thus: I'le lay a wager,
    3124.1Shalbe on Hamlets side, and you shall giue the oddes,
    The which will draw him with a more desire,
    To try the maistry, that in twelue venies
    You gaine not three of him: now this being granted,
    3124.5When you are hot in midst of all your play,
    Among the foyles shall a keene rapier lie,
    Steeped in a mixture of deadly poyson,
    That if it drawes but the least dramme of blood,
    In any part of him, he cannot liue:
    3138.1This being done will free you from suspition,
    And not the deerest friend that Hamlet lov'de
    Will euer haue Leartes in suspect.
    3130Lear. My lord, I like it well:
    3130.1But say lord Hamlet should refuse this match.
    King I'le warrant you, wee'le put on you