1783Fellowes as I do, crawling betweene Heauen and Earth.

1784We are arrant Knaues all, beleeue none of vs. Goe thy

1785wayes to a Nunnery. Where's your Father?

1786Ophe. At home, my Lord.

1787Ham. Let the doores be shut vpon him, that he may

1788play the Foole no way, but in's owne house. Farewell.

1789Ophe. O helpe him, you sweet Heauens.

1790Ham. If thou doest Marry, Ile giue thee this Plague

1791for thy Dowrie. Be thou as chast as Ice, as pure as Snow,

1792thou shalt not escape Calumny. Get thee to a Nunnery.

1793Go, Farewell. Or if thou wilt needs Marry, marry a fool:

1794for Wise men know well enough, what monsters you

1795make of them. To a Nunnery go, and quickly too. Far-

1796well.

1797Ophe. O heauenly Powers, restore him.

1798Ham. I haue heard of your pratlings too wel enough.

1799God has giuen you one pace, and you make your selfe an-

1800other: you gidge, you amble, and you lispe, and nickname

1801Gods creatures, and make your Wantonnesse, your Ig-

1802norance. Go too, Ile no more on't, it hath made me mad.

1803I say, we will haue no more Marriages. Those that are

1804married already, all but one shall liue, the rest shall keep

1805as they are. To a Nunnery, go. Exit Hamlet.

1806Ophe. O what a Noble minde is heere o're-throwne?

1807The Courtiers, Soldiers, Schollers: Eye, tongue, sword,

1808Th'expectansie and Rose of the faire State,

1809The glasse of Fashion, and the mould of Forme,

1810Th'obseru'd of all Obseruers, quite, quite downe.

1811Haue I of Ladies most deiect and wretched,

1812That suck'd the Honie of his Musicke Vowes:

1813Now see that Noble, and most Soueraigne Reason,

1814Like sweet Bels iangled out of tune, and harsh,

1815That vnmatch'd Forme and Feature of blowne youth,

1816Blasted with extasie. Oh woe is me,

1817T'haue seene what I haue seene: see what I see.

1819King. Loue? His affections do not that way tend,

1820Nor what he spake, though it lack'd Forme a little,

1821Was not like Madnesse. There's something in his soule?

1822O're which his Melancholly sits on brood,

1823And I do doubt the hatch, and the disclose

1824Will be some danger, which to preuent

1825I haue in quicke determination

1826Thus set it downe. He shall with speed to England

1827For the demand of our neglected Tribute:

1828Haply the Seas and Countries different

1829With variable Obiects, shall expell

1830This something setled matter in his heart:

1831Whereon his Braines still beating, puts him thus

1832From fashion of himselfe. What thinke you on't?

1833Pol. It shall do well. But yet do I beleeue

1834The Origin and Commencement of this greefe

1835Sprung from neglected loue. How now Ophelia?

1836You neede not tell vs, what Lord Hamlet saide,

1837We heard it all. My Lord, do as you please,

1838But if you hold it fit after the Play,

1839Let his Queene Mother all alone intreat him

1840To shew his Greefes: let her be round with him,

1841And Ile be plac'd so, please you in the eare

1842Of all their Conference. If she finde him not,

1843To England send him: Or confine him where

1844Your wisedome best shall thinke.

1845King. It shall be so:

1846Madnesse in great Ones, must not vnwatch'd go.

1849Ham. Speake the Speech I pray you, as I pronounc'd

1850it to you trippingly on the Tongue: But if you mouth it,

1851as many of your Players do, I had as liue the Town-Cryer

1852had spoke my Lines: Nor do not saw the Ayre too much

1853your hand thus, but vse all gently; for in the verie Tor-

1854rent, Tempest, and (as I may say) the Whirle-winde of

1855Passion, you must acquire and beget a Temperance that

1856may giue it Smoothnesse. O it offends mee to the Soule,

1857to see a robustious Pery-wig-pated Fellow, teare a Passi-

1858on to tatters, to verie ragges, to split the eares of the

1859Groundlings: who (for the most part) are capeable of

1860nothing, but inexplicable dumbe shewes, & noise: I could

1861haue such a Fellow whipt for o're-doing Termagant: it

1862out- Herod's Herod. Pray you auoid it.

1863Player. I warrant your Honor.

1864Ham. Be not too tame neyther: but let your owne

1865Discretion be your Tutor. Sute the Action to the Word,

1866the Word to the Action, with this speciall obseruance:

1867That you ore-stop not the modestie of Nature; for any

1868thing so ouer-done, is frõ the purpose of Playing, whose

1869end both at the first and now, was and is, to hold as 'twer

1870the Mirrour vp to Nature; to shew Vertue her owne

1871Feature, Scorne her owne Image, and the verie Age and

1872Bodie of the Time, his forme and pressure. Now, this

1873ouer-done, or come tardie off, though it make the vnskil-

1874full laugh, cannot but make the Iudicious greeue; The

1875censure of the which One, must in your allowance o're-

1876way a whole Theater of Others. Oh, there bee Players

1877that I haue seene Play, and heard others praise, and that

1878highly (not to speake it prophanely) that neyther hauing

1879the accent of Christians, nor the gate of Christian, Pagan,

1880or Norman, haue so strutted and bellowed, that I haue

1881thought some of Natures Iouerney-men had made men,

1882and not made them well, they imitated Humanity so ab-

1883hominably.

1884Play. I hope we haue reform'd that indifferently with

1885vs, Sir.

1886Ham. O reforme it altogether. And let those that

1887play your Clownes, speake no more then is set downe for

1888them. For there be of them, that will themselues laugh,

1889to set on some quantitie of barren Spectators to laugh

1890too, though in the meane time, some necessary Question

1891of the Play be then to be considered: that's Villanous, &

1892shewes a most pittifull Ambition in the Foole that vses

1893it. Go make you readie. Exit Players.

1895How now my Lord,

1896Will the King heare this peece of Worke?

1897Pol. And the Queene too, and that presently.

1898Ham. Bid the Players make hast. Exit Polonius.

1899Will you two helpe to hasten them?

1900Both. We will my Lord. Exeunt.

1902Ham. What hoa, Horatio?

1903Hora. Heere sweet Lord, at your Seruice.

1904Ham. Horatio, thou art eene as iust a man

1905As ere my Conuersation coap'd withall.

1906Hora. O my deere Lord.

1907Ham. Nay, do not thinke I flatter:

1908For what aduancement may I hope from thee,

1909That no Reuennew hast, but thy good spirits