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

    Copyright Internet Shakespeare Editions. This text may be freely used for educational, non-proift purposes; for all other uses contact the Coordinating Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
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    Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604)

    The Tragedie of Hamlet
    Now the King drinkes to Hamlet, come beginne. Trumpets the while.
    3740And you the Iudges beare a wary eye.
    Ham. Come on sir.
    Laer. Come my Lord.
    Ham. One.
    Laer. No.
    3745Ham. Iudgement.
    Ostrick. A hit, a very palpable hit. Drum, trumpets and shot.
    Laer. Well, againe.Florish, a peece goes off.
    King. Stay, giue me drinke, Hamlet this pearle is thine.
    3750Heeres to thy health: giue him the cup.
    Ham. Ile play this bout first, set it by a while
    Come, another hit. What say you?
    Laer. I doe confest.
    3755King. Our sonne shall winne.
    Quee. Hee's fat and scant of breath.
    Heere Hamlet take my napkin rub thy browes,
    The Queene carowses to thy fortune Hamlet.
    Ham. Good Madam.
    3760King. Gertrard doe not drinke.
    Quee. I will my Lord, I pray you pardon me.
    King. It is the poysned cup, it is too late.
    Ham. I dare not drinke yet Madam, by and by.
    Quee. Come, let me wipe thy face.
    Laer. My Lord, Ile hit him now.
    King. I doe not think't.
    Laer. And yet it is almost against my conscience.
    3770Ham. Come for the third Laertes, you doe but dally.
    I pray you passe with your best violence
    I am sure you make a wanton of me.
    Laer. Say you so, come on.
    3775Ostr. Nothing neither way.
    Laer. Haue at you now.
    King. Part them, they are incenst.
    Ham. Nay come againe.
    3780Ostr. Looke to the Queene there howe.
    Hora. They bleed on both sides, how is it my Lord?
    Ostr. How ist Laertes?
    Laer. Why as a woodcock to mine owne sprindge Ostrick,