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  • Title: Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604)
  • Textual editor: Eric Rasmussen
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-434-9

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    Author: William Shakespeare
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    Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604)

    Prince of Denmarke.
    And wants not buzzers to infect his eare
    With pe stilent speeches of his fathers death,
    Wherein nece s sity of matter beggerd,
    2830 Will nothing stick our person to arraigne
    In eare and eare: ô my deare Gertrard, this
    Like to a murdring peece in many places
    Giues me superfluous death. A noise within.

    Enter a Me s s enger.
    King. Attend, where is my Swi s s ers, let them guard the doore,
    What is the matter?
    Me s s en. Saue your selfe my Lord.
    The Ocean ouer-peering of his li st
    2840 Eates not the flats with more impitious ha st
    Then young Laertes in a riotous head
    Ore-beares your Officers: the rabble call him Lord,
    And as the world were now but to beginne,
    Antiquity forgot, cu stome not knowne,
    2845 The ratifiers and props of euery word,
    The cry choose we, Laertes shall be King,
    Caps, hands, and tongues applau'd it to the clouds,
    Laertes shall be King, Laertes King.
    Quee. How cheerefully on the false traile they cry. A noise within.
    2850 O this is counter you false Dani sh dogges.
    Enter Laertes with others.
    King. The doores are broke.
    Laer. Where is this King? sirs stand you all without.
    All. No lets come in.
    2855 Laer. I pray you giue me leaue.
    All. VVe will, we will.
    Laer. I thanke you, keepe the doore, ô thou vile King,
    Giue me my father.
    Quee. Calmely good Laertes.
    2860 Laer. That drop of blood thats calme proclames me Ba stard,
    Cries cuckold to my father, brands the Harlot
    Euen heere betweene the cha st vnsmirched browe
    Of my true mother.
    2865 King. VVhat is the cause Laertes
    That thy rebellion lookes so gyant like?