Internet Shakespeare Editions

Author: Anonymous
Editor: David Bevington
Not Peer Reviewed

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.