2037In neither ought, or in extremity:

2038Now what my loue is, proofe hath made you know,

2039And as my Loue is siz'd, my Feare is so.

2040King. Faith I must leaue thee Loue, and shortly too:

2041My operant Powers my Functions leaue to do:

2042And thou shalt liue in this faire world behinde,

2043Honour'd, belou'd, and haply, one as kinde.

2044For Husband shalt thou-----

2045Bap. Oh confound the rest:

2046Such Loue, must needs be Treason in my brest:

2047In second Husband, let me be accurst,

2048None wed the second, but who kill'd the first.

2049Ham. Wormwood, Wormwood.

2050Bapt. The instances that second Marriage moue,

2051Are base respects of Thrift, but none of Loue.

2052A second time, I kill my Husband dead,

2053When second Husband kisses me in Bed.

2054King. I do beleeue you. Think what now you speak:

2055But what we do determine, oft we breake:

2056Purpose is but the slaue to Memorie,

2057Of violent Birth, but poore validitie:

2058Which now like Fruite vnripe stickes on the Tree,

2059But fall vnshaken, when they mellow bee.

2060Most necessary 'tis, that we forget

2061To pay our selues, what to our selues is debt:

2062What to our selues in passion we propose,

2063The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.

2064The violence of other Greefe or Ioy,

2065Their owne ennactors with themselues destroy:

2066Where Ioy most Reuels, Greefe doth most lament;

2067Greefe ioyes, Ioy greeues on slender accident.

2068This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange

2069That euen our Loues should with our Fortunes change.

2070For 'tis a question left vs yet to proue,

2071Whether Loue lead Fortune, or else Fortune Loue.

2072The great man downe, you marke his fauourites flies,

2073The poore aduanc'd, makes Friends of Enemies:

2074And hitherto doth Loue on Fortune tend,

2075For who not needs, shall neuer lacke a Frend:

2076And who in want a hollow Friend doth try,

2077Directly seasons him his Enemie.

2078But orderly to end, where I begun,

2079Our Willes and Fates do so contrary run,

2080That our Deuices still are ouerthrowne,

2081Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our owne.

2082So thinke thou wilt no second Husband wed.

2083But die thy thoughts, when thy first Lord is dead.

2084Bap. Nor Earth to giue me food, nor Heauen light,

2085Sport and repose locke from me day and night:

2086Each opposite that blankes the face of ioy,

2087Meet what I would haue well, and it destroy:

2088Both heere, and hence, pursue me lasting strife,

2089If once a Widdow, euer I be Wife.

2090Ham. If she should breake it now.

2091King. 'Tis deepely sworne:

2092Sweet, leaue me heere a while,

2093My spirits grow dull, and faine I would beguile

2094The tedious day with sleepe.

2095Qu. Sleepe rocke thy Braine, Sleepes

2096And neuer come mischance betweene vs twaine. Exit

2097Ham. Madam, how like you this Play?

2098Qu. The Lady protests to much me thinkes.

2099Ham. Oh but shee'l keepe her word.

2100King. Haue you heard the Argument, is there no Of-

2101fence in't?

2102Ham. No, no, they do but iest, poyson in iest, no Of-

2103fence i'th'world.

2104King. What do you call the Play?

2105Ham. The Mouse-trap: Marry how? Tropically:

2106This Play is the Image of a murder done in Vienna: Gon-

2107zago is the Dukes name, his wife Baptista: you shall see

2108anon: 'tis a knauish peece of worke: But what o'that?

2109Your Maiestie, and wee that haue free soules, it touches

2110vs not: let the gall'd iade winch: our withers are vnrung.

2112This is one Lucianus nephew to the King.

2113Ophe. You are a good Chorus, my Lord.

2114Ham. I could interpret betweene you and your loue:

2115if I could see the Puppets dallying.

2116Ophe. You are keene my Lord, you are keene.

2117Ham. It would cost you a groaning, to take off my

2118edge.

2119Ophe. Still better and worse.

2120Ham. So you mistake Husbands.

2121Begin Murderer. Pox, leaue thy damnable Faces, and

2122begin. Come, the croaking Rauen doth bellow for Re-

2123uenge.

2124Lucian. Thoughts blacke, hands apt,

2125Drugges fit, and Time agreeing:

2126Confederate season, else, no Creature seeing:

2127Thou mixture ranke, of Midnight Weeds collected,

2128With Hecats Ban, thrice blasted, thrice infected,

2129Thy naturall Magicke, and dire propertie,

2130On wholsome life, vsurpe immediately.

2132Ham. He poysons him i'th'Garden for's estate: His

2133name's Gonzago: the Story is extant and writ in choyce

2134Italian. You shall see anon how the Murtherer gets the

2135loue of Gonzago's wife.

2136Ophe. The King rises.

2137Ham. What, frighted with false fire.

2138Qu. How fares my Lord?

2139Pol. Giue o're the Play.

2140King. Giue me some Light. Away.

2141All. Lights, Lights, Lights. Exeunt

2143Ham. Why let the strucken Deere go weepe,

2144The Hart vngalled play:

2145For some must watch, while some must sleepe;

2146So runnes the world away.

2147Would not this Sir, and a Forrest of Feathers, if the rest of

2148my Fortunes tutne Turke with me; with two Prouinciall

2149Roses on my rac'd Shooes, get me a Fellowship in a crie

2150of Players sir.

2151Hor. Halfe a share.

2152Ham. A whole one I,

2153For thou dost know: Oh Damon deere,

2154This Realme dismantled was of Ioue himselfe,

2155And now reignes heere.

2156A verie verie Paiocke.

2157Hora. You might haue Rim'd.

2158Ham. Oh good Horatio, Ile take the Ghosts word for

2159a thousand pound. Did'st perceiue?

2160Hora. Verie well my Lord.

2161Ham. Vpon the talke of the poysoning?

2162Hora. I did verie well note him.

2164Ham. Oh, ha? Come some Musick. Come y^e Recorders:

2165For if the King like not the Comedie,

2166Why then belike he likes it not perdie.

2167Come some Musicke.

2168Guild. Good my Lord, vouchsafe me a word with you.