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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)

    Enter Hamlet and Horatio
    Ham. beleeue mee, it greeues mee much Horatio,
    3580 That to Leartes I forgot my selfe:
    For by my selfe me thinkes I feele his griefe,
    3581.1 Though there's a difference in each others wrong.
    Enter a Bragart Gentleman.
    Horatio, but you marke yon water-flie,
    3588.1 The Court knowes him, but hee knowes not the Court.
    3595 Gent. Now God saue thee, sweete prince Hamlet.
    3595.1 Ham. And you sir: foh, how the muske-cod smels!
    Gen. I come with an emba s s age from his maie sty to you
    Ham. I shall sir giue you attention:
    3600 By my troth me thinkes t'is very colde.
    Gent. It is indeede very rawi sh colde.
    Ham. T'is hot me thinkes.
    3605 Gent. Very swoltery hote:
    The King, sweete Prince, hath layd a wager on your side,
    Six Barbary horse, again st six french rapiers,
    With all their acoutrements too, a the carriages:
    3620 In good faith they are very curiou sly wrought.
    Ham. The cariages sir, I do not know what you meane.
    Gent. The girdles, and hangers sir, and such like.
    Ham. The worde had beene more co sin german to the
    3625 phrase, if he could haue carried the canon by his side,
    And howe's the wager? I vnder stand you now.
    3630 Gent. Mary sir, that yong Leartes in twelue venies
    At Rapier and Dagger do not get three oddes of you,
    3630 And on your side the King hath laide,
    And de sires you to be in readine s s e.
    Ham. Very well, if the King dare venture his wager,
    I dare venture my skull: when mu st this be?
    Gent. My Lord, presently, the king, and her maie sty,
    3657.10 With the re st of the be st iudgement in the Court,
    Are comming downe into the outward pallace.
    Ham. Goe tell his maie stie, I wil attend him.
    Gent. I shall deliuer your mo st sweet answer. exit.
    Ham. You may sir, none better, for y'are spiced,
    3644.1 Else he had a bad nose could not smell a foole.
    Hor. He will disclose himselfe without inquirie.
    Ham. Beleeue me Horatio, my hart is on the sodaine
    Very sore, all here about.
    Hor. My lord, forbeare the challenge then.
    Ham. No Horatio, not I, if danger be now,
    Why then it is not to come, theres a prede stiuate prouidence
    in the fall of a sparrow: heere comes the King.
    Enter King, Queene, Leartes, Lordes.
    King Now sonne Hamlet, we hane laid vpon your head,
    3677.1 And make no que stion but to haue the be st.
    Ham. Your maie stie hath laide a the weaker side.
    3715 King We doubt it not, deliuer them the foiles.
    Ham. Fir st Leartes, heere's my hand and loue,
    3678.1 Prote sting that I neuer wrongd Leartes.
    If Hamlet in his madne s s e did ami s s e,
    That was not Hamlet, but his madnes did it,
    And all the wrong I e're did to Leartes,
    I here proclaime was madnes, therefore lets be at peace,
    3695 And thinke I haue shot mine arrow o're the house,
    And hurt my brother.
    Lear. Sir I am satis fied in nature,
    But in termes of honor I'le stand aloofe,
    3700 And will no reconcilement,
    Till by some elder mai sters of our time
    3701.1 I may be satisfied.
    3715 King Giue them the foyles.
    3710 Ham. I'le be your foyle Leartes, these foyles,
    3725 Haue all a laught, come on sir: a hit.
    Lear. No none. Heere they play:
    3745 Ham. Iudgement.
    Gent. A hit, a mo st palpable hit.
    Lear. Well, come againe. They play againe.
    Ham. Another. Iudgement.
    Lear. I, I grant, a tuch, a tuch.
    King Here Hamlet, the king doth drinke a health to thee
    Queene Here Hamlet, take my napkin, wipe thy face.
    3750 King Giue him the wine.
    Ham. Set it by, I'le haue another bowt fir st,
    3752.1 I'le drinke anone.
    Queene Here Hamlet, thy mother drinkes to thee.
    3758.1 Shee drinkes.
    3760 King Do not drinke Gertred: O t'is the poysned cup!
    3770 Ham. Leartes come, you dally with me,
    I pray you pa s s e with your mo st cunning st play.
    Lear. I! say you so? haue at you,
    Ile hit you now my Lord:
    And yet it goes almo st again st my conscience.
    Ham. Come on sir.
    They catch one anothers Rapiers, and both are wounded,
    3777.1 Leartes falles downe, the Queene falles downe and dies.
    3780 King Looke to the Queene.
    Queene O the drinke, the drinke, Hamlet, the drinke.
    Ham. Treason, ho, keepe the gates.
    Lords How i st my Lord Leartes?
    3782.1 Lear. Euen as a coxcombe should,
    3785 Fooli shly slaine with my owne weapon:
    Hamlet, thou ha st not in thee halfe an houre of life,
    The fatall In strument is in thy hand.
    Vnbated and invenomed: thy mother's poysned
    3798.1 That drinke was made for thee.
    Ham. The poysned In strument within my hand?
    Then venome to thy venome, die damn'd villaine:
    Come drinke, here lies thy vnion here. The king dies.
    Lear. O he is iu stly serued:
    Hamlet, before I die, here take my hand,
    And withall, my loue: I doe forgiue thee. Leartes dies.
    Ham. And I thee, O I am dead Horatio, fare thee well.
    Hor. No, I am more an antike Roman,
    Then a Dane, here is some poison left.
    Ham. Vpon my loue I charge thee let it goe,
    3830 O fie Horatio, and if thou should st die,
    3830 What a scandale would st thou leaue behinde?
    3835 What tongue should tell the story of our deaths,
    3835 If not from thee? O my heart sinckes Horatio,
    Mine eyes haue lo st their sight, my tongue his vse:
    Farewel Horatio, heauen receiue my soule. Ham. dies.
    Enter Voltemar and the Amba s s adors from England.
    enter Fortenbra s s e with his traine.
    Fort. Where is this bloudy sight?
    Hor. If aught of woe or wonder you'ld behold,
    3856.1 Then looke vpon this tragicke spectacle.
    Fort. O imperious death! how many Princes
    Ha st thou at one draft bloudily shot to death?
    Ambass. Our amba s sie that we haue brought from Eng - (land,
    Where be these Princes that should heare vs speake?
    3863.1 O mo st mo st vnlooked for time! vnhappy country.
    Hor. Content your selues, Ile shew to all, the ground,
    3875 The fir st beginning of this Tragedy:
    Let there a scaffold be rearde vp in the market place,
    3872.1 And let the State of the world be there:
    3875 Where you shall heare such a sad story tolde,
    3875.1 That neuer mortall man could more vnfolde.
    3885 Fort. I haue some rights of memory to this kingdome,
    Which now to claime my leisure doth inuite mee:
    3895 Let foure of our chiefe st Captaines
    Beare Hamlet like a souldier to his graue:
    For he was likely, had he liued,
    To a prou'd mo st royall.
    Take vp the bodie, such a sight as this
    Becomes the fieldes, but here doth much ami s s e.