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  • Title: Der bestrafte Brudermord (Fratricide Punished)
  • Author: Anonymous
  • Editor: David Bevington
  • General textual editors: James D. Mardock, Eric Rasmussen
  • Associate textual editor: Donald Bailey
  • Coordinating editor: Michael Best
  • Associate coordinating editor: Janelle Jenstad

  • Copyright David Bevington. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: Anonymous
    Editor: David Bevington
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    Der bestrafte Brudermord (Fratricide Punished)

    King, Queen.
    Dearest consort, whence comes it that you are so sad? Pray tell me the cause of your melancholy! You are indeed our Queen; we love you, and all that the entire kingdom affords is your own. What is it then that troubles you?
    My king, I am greatly troubled by the melancholy of my son Hamlet, who is my only prince; it is this that grieves me.
    What! is he melancholy? We will gather together all the learned doctors and physicians throughout our whole Kingdom, that they may help him.