421. STand: who is that?

932. Tis I.

1041. O you come most carefully vpon your watch,

1652. And if you meete Marcellus and Horatio,

176The partners of my watch, bid them make haste.

1971. I will: See who goes there.

209Hor. Friends to this ground.

2110Mar. And leegemen to the Dane,

2311O farewell honest souldier, who hath releeued you?

24121. Barnardo hath my place, giue you good night.

2613Mar. Holla, Barnardo.

27142. Say, is Horatio there?

2815Hor. A peece of him.

29162. Welcome Horatio, welcome good Marcellus.

3017Mar. What hath this thing appear'd againe to night.

31182. I haue seene nothing.

3219Mar. Horatio sayes tis but our fantasie,

3320And wil not let beliefe take hold of him,

3421Touching this dreaded sight twice seene by vs,

3522Therefore I haue intreated him a long with vs

3623To watch the minutes of this night,

3724That if againe this apparition come,

3825He may approoue our eyes, and speake to it.

3926Hor. Tut, t'will not appeare.

40272. Sit downe I pray, and let vs once againe

4128Assaile your eares that are so fortified,

4329What we haue two nights seene.

4430Hor. Wel, sit we downe, and let vs heare Bernardo speake

4531of this.

46322. Last night of al, when yonder starre that's west-

4733ward from the pole, had made his course to

4834Illumine that part of heauen. Where now it burnes,

5035The bell then towling one.

37Mar. Breake off your talke, see where it comes againe.

53382. In the same figure like the King that's dead,

5439Mar. Thou art a scholler, speake to it Horatio.

55402. Lookes it not like the king?

5641Hor. Most like, it horrors mee with feare and wonder.

57422. It would be spoke to.

5843Mar. Question it Horatio.

5944Hor. What art thou that thus vsurps the state, in

6145Which the Maiestie of buried Denmarke did sometimes

6246Walke? By heauen I charge thee speake.

6347Mar. It is offended. exit Ghost.

64482. See, it stalkes away.

6549Hor. Stay, speake, speake, by heauen I charge thee

50speake.

6751Mar. Tis gone and makes no answer.

68522. How now Horatio, you tremble and looke pale,

6953Is not this something more than fantasie?

7054What thinke you on't?

7155Hor. Afore my God, I might not this beleeue, without

7256the sensible and true auouch of my owne eyes.

Prince of Denmarke.

7457Mar. Is it not like the King?

7558Hor. As thou art to thy selfe,

7659Such was the very armor he had on,

7760When he the ambitious Norway combated.

7861So frownd he once, when in an angry parle

7962He smot the sleaded pollax on the yce,

8063Tis strange.

8164Mar. Thus twice before, and iump at this dead hower,

8265With Marshall stalke he passed through our watch.

8366Hor. In what particular to worke, I know not,

8467But in the thought and scope of my opinion,

8568This bodes some strange eruption to the state.

8669Mar. Good, now sit downe, and tell me he that knowes

8770Why this same strikt and most obseruant watch,

8871So nightly toyles the subiect of the land,

8972And why such dayly cost of brazen Cannon

9073And forraine marte, for implements of warre,

9174Why such impresse of ship-writes, whose sore taske

9275Does not diuide the sunday from the weeke:

9376What might be toward that this sweaty march

9477Doth make the night ioynt labourer with the day,

9578Who is't that can informe me?

9679Hor. Mary that can I, at least the whisper goes so,

9780Our late King, who as you know was by Forten-

9981Brasse of Norway,

10082Thereto prickt on by a most emulous cause, dared to

10183The combate, in which our valiant Hamlet,

10284For so this side of our knowne world esteemed him,

10385Did slay this Fortenbrasse,

86Who by a seale compact well ratified, by law

10487And heraldrie, did forfeit with his life all those

10588His lands which he stoode seazed of by the conqueror,

10789Against the which a moity competent,

10890Was gaged by our King:

11291Now sir, yong Fortenbrasse,

11392Of inapproued mettle hot and full,

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11493Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there,

11594Sharkt vp a sight of lawlesse Resolutes

11695For food and diet to some enterprise,

11796That hath a stomacke in't: and this (I take it) is the

12397Chiefe head and ground of this our watch.

12699But loe, behold, see where it comes againe,

127100Ile crosse it, though it blast me: stay illusion,

129101If there be any good thing to be done,

130102That may doe ease to thee, and grace to mee,

103Speake to mee.

131104If thou art priuy to thy countries fate,

132105Which happly foreknowing may preuent, O speake to me,

133106Or if thou hast extorted in thy life,

134107Or hoorded treasure in the wombe of earth,

135108For which they say you Spirites oft walke in death, speake

136109to me, stay and speake, speake, stoppe it Marcellus.

1391102. Tis heere. exit Ghost.

140111Hor. Tis heere.

141112Marc. Tis gone, O we doe it wrong, being so maiesti-

142113call, to offer it the shew of violence,

144114For it is as the ayre invelmorable,

145115And our vaine blowes malitious mockery.

1461162. It was about to speake when the Cocke crew.

147117Hor. And then it faded like a guilty thing,

148118Vpon a fearefull summons: I haue heard

149119The Cocke, that is the trumpet to the morning,

150120Doth with his earely and shrill crowing throate,

151121Awake the god of day, and at his sound,

152122Whether in earth or ayre, in sea or fire,

153123The strauagant and erring spirite hies

154124To his confines, and of the trueth heereof

155125This present obiect made probation.

156126Marc. It faded on the crowing of the Cocke,

157127Some say, that euer gainst that season comes,

158128Wherein our Sauiours birth is celebrated,

Prince of Denmarke.

159129The bird of dawning singeth all night long,

160130And then they say, no spirite dare walke abroade,

161131The nights are wholesome, then no planet frikes,

162132No Fairie takes, nor Witch hath powre to charme,

163133So gratious, and so hallowed is that time.

164134Hor. So haue I heard, and doe in parte beleeue it:

165135But see the Sunne in russet mantle clad,

166136Walkes ore the deaw of yon hie mountaine top,

167137Breake we our watch vp, and by my aduise,

168138Let vs impart what wee haue seene to night

169139Vnto yong Hamlet: for vpon my life

170140This Spirite dumbe to vs will speake to him:

171141Do you consent, wee shall acquaint him with it,

172142As needefull in our loue, fitting our duetie?

173143Marc. Lets doo't I pray, and I this morning know,

174144Where we shall finde him most conueniently.

206147King Lordes, we here haue writ to Fortenbrasse,

207148Nephew to olde Norway, who impudent

208149And bed-rid, scarcely heares of this his

209150Nephews purpose: and Wee heere dispatch

213151Yong good Cornelia, and you Voltemar

214152For bearers of these greetings to olde

153Norway, giuing to you no further personall power

216154To businesse with the King,

155Then those related articles do shew:

218156Farewell, and let your haste commend your dutie.

219157Gent. In this and all things will wee shew our dutie.

220158King. Wee doubt nothing, hartily farewel:

222159And now Leartes, what's the news with you?

223160You said you had a sute what i'st Leartes?

231161Lea. My gratious Lord, your fauorable licence,

231.1162Now that the funerall rites are all performed,

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232163I may haue leaue to go againe to France,

232.1164For though the fauour of your grace might stay mee,

232.2165Yet something is there whispers in my hart,

236166Which makes my minde and spirits bend all for France.

238167King: Haue you your fathers leaue, Leartes?

240168Cor. He hath, my lord, wrung from me a forced graunt,

241169And I beseech you grant your Highnesse leaue.

241.1170King With all our heart, Leartes fare thee well.

171 Lear. I in all loue and dutie take my leaue.

244172King. And now princely Sonne Hamlet, Exit.

246173What meanes these sad and melancholy moodes?

294174For your intent going to Wittenberg,

296175Wee hold it most vnmeet and vnconuenient,

296.1176Being the Ioy and halfe heart of your mother.

297177Therefore let mee intreat you stay in Court,

299178All Denmarkes hope our coosin and dearest Sonne.

258179Ham. My lord, ti's not the sable sute I weare:

261180No nor the teares that still stand in my eyes,

262181Nor the distracted hauiour in the visage,

263182Nor all together mixt with outward semblance,

263.1183Is equall to the sorrow of my heart,

263.2184Him haue I lost I must of force forgoe,

267185These but the ornaments and sutes of woe.

268186King This shewes a louing care in you, Sonne Hamlet,

271187But you must thinke your father lost a father,

272188That father dead, lost his, and so shalbe vntill the

272.1189Generall ending. Therefore cease laments,

283190It is a fault gainst heauen, fault gainst the dead,

284191A fault gainst nature, and in reasons

252192Common course most certaine,

193None liues on earth, but hee is borne to die.

300194Que. Let not thy mother loose her praiers H amlet,

301195Stay here with vs, go not to Wittenburg.

302196Ham. I shall in all my best obay you madam.

304197King Spoke like a kinde and a most louing Sonne,

308198And there's no health the King shall drinke to day,

309199But the great Canon to the clowdes shall tell

310200The rowse the King shall drinke vnto Prince Hamlet.

313202Ham. O that this too much grieu'd and sallied flesh

203Would melt to nothing, or that the vniuersall

313.1204Globe of heauen would turne al to a Chaos!

316205O God, within two months; no not two: married,

330206Mine vncle: O let me not thinke of it,

336207My fathers brother: but no more like

208My father, then I to Hercules.

337209Within two months, ere yet the salt of most

338210Vnrighteous teares had left their flushing

334211In her galled eyes: she married, O God, a beast

212Deuoyd of reason would not haue made

213Such speede: Frailtie, thy name is Woman,

327214Why she would hang on him, as if increase

328215Of appetite had growne by what it looked on.

340216O wicked wicked speede, to make such

341217Dexteritie to incestuous sheetes,

331218Ere yet the shooes were olde,

332219The which she followed my dead fathers corse

333220Like Nyobe, all teares: married, well it is not,

342221Nor it cannot come to good:

343222But breake my heart, for I must holde my tongue.

345224Hor. Health to your Lordship.

346225Ham. I am very glad to see

you, (Horatio) or I much

347226forget my selfe.

348227Hor. The same my Lord, and your poore seruant euer.

350228Ham. O my good friend, I change that name with you:

352229but what make you from Wittenberg Horatio?

353230Marcellus.

354231Marc. My good Lord.

355232Ham. I am very glad to see you, good euen sirs:

362233But what is your affaire in Elsenoure?

363234Weele teach you to drinke deepe ere you depart.

357235Hor. A trowant disposition, my good Lord.

359236Ham. Nor shall you make mee truster

360237Of your owne report against your selfe:

361238Sir, I know you are no trowant:

239But what is your affaire in Elsenoure?

364240Hor. My good Lord, I came to see your fathers funerall.

365241Ham. O I pre thee do not mocke mee fellow studient,

366242I thinke it was to see my mothers wedding.

367243Hor. Indeede my Lord, it followed hard vpon.

368244 Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio, the funerall bak't meates

369245Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables,

370246Would I had met my deerest foe in heauen

371247Ere euer I had seene that day Horatio;

372248O my father, my father, me thinks I see my father.

373249Hor. Where my Lord?

374250Ham. Why, in my mindes eye Horatio.

375251Hor. I saw him once, he was a gallant King.

376252Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all,

377253I shall not looke vpon his like againe.

378254Hor. My Lord, I thinke I saw him yesternight,

379255Ham. Saw, who?

380256Hor. My Lord, the King your father.

381257Ham. Ha, ha, the King my father ke you.

382258Hor. Ceasen your admiration for a while

383259With an attentiue eare, till I may deliuer,

384260Vpon the witnesse of these Gentlemen

385261This wonder to you.

386262Ham. For Gods loue let me heare it.

387263Hor. Two nights together had these Gentlemen,

388264Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch,

389265In the dead vast and middle of the night.

390266Beene thus incountered by a figure like your father,

391267Armed to poynt, exactly Capapea

392268Appeeres before them thrise, he walkes

394269Before their weake and feare oppressed eies

395270Within his tronchions length,

271While they distilled almost to gelly.

396272With the act of feare stands dumbe,

397273And speake not to him: this to mee

398274In dreadfull secresie impart they did.

399275And I with them the third night kept the watch,

400276Where as they had deliuered forme of the thing.

401277Each part made true and good,

402278The Apparition comes: I knew your father,

403279These handes are not more like.

414280Ham. Tis very strange.

415281Hor. As I do liue, my honord lord, tis true,

416282And wee did thinke it right done,

283In our dutie to let you know it.

404284Ham. Where was this?

405285Mar. My Lord, vpon the platforme where we watched.

406286Ham. Did you not speake to it?

407287Hor. My Lord we did, but answere made it none,

408288Yet once me thought it was about to speake,

409289And lifted vp his head to motion,

410290Like as he would speake, but euen then

411291The morning cocke crew lowd, and in all haste,

412292It shruncke in haste away, and vanished

413293Our sight.

418294Ham. Indeed, indeed sirs, but this troubles me:

419295Hold you the watch to night?

420296All We do my Lord.

421297Ham. Armed say ye?

422298All Armed my good Lord.

423299Ham. From top to toe?

424300All. My good Lord, from head to foote.

425301Ham. Why then saw you not his face?

426302Hor. O yes my Lord, he wore his beuer vp.

427303Ham. How look't he, frowningly?

428304Hor. A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.

429305Ham. Pale, or red?

430306Hor. Nay, verie pal

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431307Ham. And fixt his eies vpon you.

432308Hor. Most constantly.

433309Ham. I would I had beene there.

434310Hor. It would a much amazed you.

435311Ham. Yea very like, very like, staid it long?

436312Hor. While one with moderate pace

313Might tell a hundred.

437314Mar. O longer, longer.

439315Ham. His beard was grisleld, no.

440316Hor. It was as I haue seene it in his life,

441317A sable siluer.

442318Ham. I wil watch to night, perchance t'wil walke againe.

443319Hor. I warrant it will.

444320Ham. If it assume my noble fathers person,

445321Ile speake to it, if hell it selfe should gape,

446322And bid me hold my peace, Gentlemen,

447323If you haue hither consealed this sight,

448324Let it be tenible in your silence still,

449325And whatsoeuer else shall chance to night,

450326Giue it an vnderstanding, but no tongue,

451327I will requit your loues, so fare you well,

452328Vpon the platforme, twixt eleuen and twelue,

453329Ile visit you.

454330All. Our duties to your honor. excunt.

455331Ham. O your loues, your loues, as mine to you,

332Farewell, my fathers spirit in Armes,

456333Well, all's not well. I doubt some foule play,

457334Would the night were come,

458335Till then, sit still my soule, foule deeds will rise

459336Though all the world orewhelme them to mens eies. Exit.

462338Leart. My necessaries are inbarkt, I must aboord,

462.1339But ere I part, marke what I say to thee:

467340I see Prince Hamlet makes a shew of loue

592341Beware Ofelia, do not trust his vowes,

477342Perhaps he loues you now, and now his tongue,

496343Speakes from his heart, but yet take heed my sister,

499344The Chariest maide is prodigall enough,

500345If she vnmaske hir beautie to the Moone.

501346Vertue it selfe scapes not calumnious thoughts,

347Belieu't Ofelia, therefore keepe a loofe

496.1348Lest that he trip thy honor and thy fame.

496.2349Ofel. Brother, to this I haue lent attentiue eare,

496.3350And doubt not but to keepe my honour firme,

509351But my deere brother, do not you

510352Like to a cunning Sophister,

511353Teach me the path and ready way to heauen,

511.1354While you forgetting what is said to me,

512355Your selfe, like to a carelesse libertine

512.1356Doth giue his heart, his appetite at ful,

514357And little recks how that his honour dies.

515358Lear. No, feare it not my deere Ofelia,

517359Here comes my father, occasion smiles vpon a second leaue.

520361Cor. Yet here Leartes? aboord, aboord, for shame,

521362The winde sits in the shoulder of your saile,

522363And you are staid for, there my blessing with thee

523364And these few precepts in thy memory.

526365"Be thou familiar, but by no meanes vulgare;

527366"Those friends thou hast, and their adoptions tried,

528367"Graple them to thee with a hoope of steele,

529368"But do not dull the palme with entertaine,

530369"Of euery new vnfleg'd courage,

370"Beware of entrance into a quarrell; but being in,

532371"Beare it that the opposed may beware of thee,

535372"Costly thy apparrell, as thy purse can buy.

536373"But not exprest in fashion,

537374"For the apparrell oft proclaimes the man.

538375And they of France of the chiefe rancke and station

539376Are of a most select and generall chiefe in that:

543377"This aboue all, to thy owne selfe be true,

544378And it must follow as the night the day,

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545379Thou canst not then be false to any one,

546380Farewel, my blessing with thee.

547381Lear. I humbly take my leaue, farewell Ofelia,

549382And remember well what I haue said to you. exit.

551383Ofel. It is already lock't within my hart,

552384And you your selfe shall keepe the key of it.

554385Cor. What i'st Ofelia he hath saide to you?

555386Ofel. Somthing touching the prince Hamlet.

556387Cor. Mary wel thought on, t'is giuen me to vnderstand,

558388That you haue bin too prodigall of your maiden presence

560389Vnto Prince Hamlet, if it be so,

390As so tis giuen to mee, and that in waie of caution

561391I must tell you; you do not vnderstand your selfe

562392So well as befits my honor, and your credite.

565393Ofel. My lord, he hath made many tenders of his loue

566394to me.

569395Cor. Tenders, I, I, tenders you may call them.

580396Ofel. And withall, such earnest vowes.

581397Cor. Springes to catch woodcocks,

398What, do not I know when the blood doth burne,

582399How prodigall the tongue lends the heart vowes,

587400In briefe, be more scanter of your maiden presence,

575401Or tendring thus you'l tender mee a foole.

602402Ofel. I shall obay my lord in all I may.

602.1403Cor. Ofelia, receiue none of his letters,

602.2404"For louers lines are snares to intrap the heart;

602.3405"Refuse his tokens, both of them are keyes

602.4406To vnlocke Chastitie vnto Desire;

601407Come in Ofelia, such men often proue,

601.1408"Great in their wordes, but little in their loue.

409Ofel. I will my lord. exeunt.

604411Ham. The ayre bites shrewd; it is an eager and

605412An nipping winde, what houre i'st?

607413Hor. I think it lacks of twelue, Sound Trumpets.

608414Mar. No, t'is strucke.

609415Hor. Indeed I heard it not, what doth this mean my lord?

612416Ham. O the king doth wake to night, & takes his rowse,

613417Keepe wassel, and the swaggering vp-spring reeles,

614418And as he dreames, his draughts of renish downe,

615419The kettle, drumme, and trumpet, thus bray out,

616420The triumphes of his pledge.

617421Hor. Is it a custome here?

618422Ham. I mary i'st and though I am

619423Natiue here, and to the maner borne,

620424It is a custome, more honourd in the breach,

621425Then in the obseruance.

623427Hor. Looke my Lord, it comes.

624428Ham. Angels and Ministers of grace defend vs,

625429Be thou a spirite of health, or goblin damn'd,

626430Bring with thee ayres from heanen, or blasts from hell:

627431Be thy intents wicked or charitable,

628432Thou commest in such questionable shape,

629433That I will speake to thee,

434Ile call thee Hamlet, King, Father, Royall Dane,

630435O answere mee, let mee not burst in ignorance,

631436But say why thy canonizd bones hearsed in death

633437Haue burst their ceremonies: why thy Sepulcher,

634438In which wee saw thee quietly interr'd,

635439Hath burst his ponderous and marble Iawes,

636440To cast thee vp againe: what may this meane,

637441That thou, dead corse, againe in compleate steele,

638442Reuissets thus the glimses of the Moone,

639443Making night hideous, and we fooles of nature,

640444So horridely to shake our disposition,

641445With thoughts beyond the reaches of our soules?

642446Say, speake, wherefore, what may this meane?

644447Hor. It beckons you, as though it had something

645448To impart to you alone.

647449Mar. Looke with what courteous action

648450It waues you to a more remoued ground,

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649451But do not go with it.

650452Hor. No, by no meanes my Lord.

651453Ham. It will not speake, then will I follow it.

658454Hor. What if it tempt you toward the flood my Lord.

660455That beckles ore his bace, into the sea,

661456And there assume some other horrible shape,

662457Which might depriue your soueraigntie of reason,

663458And driue you into madnesse: thinke of it.

664459Ham. Still am I called, go on, ile follow thee.

665460Hor. My Lord, you shall not go.

653461Ham. Why what should be the feare?

654462I do not set my life at a pinnes fee,

655463And for my soule, what can it do to that?

656464Being a thing immortall, like it selfe,

465Go on, ile follow thee.

667466Mar. My Lord be rulde, you shall not goe.

668467Ham. My fate cries out, and makes each pety Artiue

670468As hardy as the Nemeon Lyons nerue,

671469Still am I cald, vnhand me gentlemen;

672470By heauen ile make a ghost of him that lets me,

673471Away I say, go on, ile follow thee.

675472Hor. He waxeth desperate with imagination.

678473Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Denmarke.

677474Hor. Haue after; to what issue will this sort?

676475Mar. Lets follow, tis not fit thus to obey him.

682477Ham. Ile go no farther, whither wilt thou leade me?

683478Ghost Marke me.

684479Ham. I will.

694480Ghost I am thy fathers spirit, doomd for a time

695481To walke the night, and all the day

696482Confinde in flaming fire,

697483Till the foule crimes done in my dayes of Nature

698484Are purged and burnt away.

688485Ham. Alas poore Ghost.

689486Ghost Nay pitty me not, but to my vnfolding

487Lend thy listning eare, but that I am forbid

699488To tell the secrets of my prison house

700489I would a tale vnfold, whose lightest word

701490Would harrow vp thy soule, freeze thy yong blood,

702491Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres,

703492Thy knotted and combined locks to part,

704493And each particular haire to stand on end

705494Like quils vpon the fretfull Porpentine,

706495But this same blazon must not be, to eares of flesh and blood

707496Hamlet, if euer thou didst thy deere father loue.

709497Ham. O God.

710498Gho. Reuenge his foule, and most vnnaturall murder:

711499Ham. Murder.

712500Ghost Yea, murder in the highest degree,

501As in the least tis bad,

713502But mine most foule, beastly, and vnnaturall.

714503Ham. Haste me to knowe it, that with wings as swift as

716504meditation, or the thought of it, may sweepe to my reuenge.

718505Ghost O I finde thee apt, and duller shouldst thou be

719506Then the fat weede which rootes it selfe in ease

720507On Lethe wharffe: briefe let me be.

722508Tis giuen out, that sleeping in my orchard,

723509A Serpent stung me; so the whole eare of Denmarke

724510Is with a forged Prosses of my death rankely abusde:

725511But know thou noble Youth: he that did sting

726512Thy fathers heart, now weares his Crowne.

728513Ham. O my prophetike soule, my vncle! my vncle!

729514Ghost Yea he, that incestuous wretch, wonne to his will (with gifts,

731515O wicked will, and gifts! that haue the power

732516So to seduce my most seeming vertuous Queene,

739517But vertne, as it neuer will be moued,

740518Though Lewdnesse court it in a shape of heauen,

741519So Lust, thought to a radiant angle linckt,

742520Would fate it selfe from a celestiall bedde,

521And prey on garbage: but soft, me thinkes

743522I sent the mornings ayre, briefe let me be,

744523Sleeping within my Orchard, my custome alwayes

745524In the after noone, vpon my secure houre

746525Thy vncle came, with iuyce of Hebona

747526In a viall, and through the porches of my eares

748527Did powre the leaprous distilment, whose effect

750528Hold such an enmitie with blood of man,

751529That swift as quickesilner, it posteth through

752530The naturall gates and allies of the body,

753531And turnes the thinne and wholesome blood

754532Like eager dropings into milke.

756533And all my smoothe body, barked, and tetterd ouer.

759534Thus was I sleeping by a brothers hand

760535Of Crowne, of Queene, of life, of dignitie

536At once depriued, no reckoning made of,

763537But sent vnto my graue,

764538With all my accompts and sinnes vpon my head,

765539O horrible, most horrible!

765.1540Ham. O God!

766541ghost If thou hast nature in thee, beare it not,

769542But howsoeuer, let not thy heart

770543Conspire against thy mother aught,

771544Leaue her to heauen,

772545And to the burthen that her conscience beares.

774546I must be gone, the Glo-worme shewes the Martin

547To be neere, and gin's to pale his vneffectuall fire:

776548Hamlet adue, adue, adue: remember me. Exit

777549Ham. O all you hoste of heauen! O earth, what else?

778550And shall I couple hell; remember thee?

781551Yes thou poore Ghost; from the tables

783552Of my memorie, ile wipe away all sawes of Bookes,

784553All triuiall fond conceites

786554That euer youth, or else obseruance noted,

787555And thy remembrance, all alone shall sit.

789556Yes, yes, by heauen, a damnd pernitious villaine,

791557Murderons, bawdy, smiling damned villaine,

792558(My tables) meet it is I set it downe,

793559That one may smile, and smile, and be a villayne;

794560At least I am sure, it may be so in Denmarke.

795561So vncle, there you are, there you are.

562Now to the words; it is adue adue: remember me,

796563Soe t'is enough I haue sworne.

797564Hor. My lord, my lord. Enter. Horatio,and Marcellus.

798565Mar. Lord Hamlet.

802566Hor. Ill, lo, lo, ho, ho.

803567Mar. Ill, lo, lo, so, ho, so, come boy, come.

800568Hor. Heauens secure him.

804569Mar. How i'st my noble lord?

805570Hor. What news my lord?

806571Ham. O wonderfull, wonderful.

807572Hor. Good my lord tel it.

808573Ham. No not I, you'l reueale it.

809574Hor. Not I my Lord by heauen.

810575Mar. Nor I my Lord.

811576Ham. How say you then? would hart of man

577Once thinke it? but you'l be secret.

813578Both. I by heauen, my lord.

814579Ham. There's neuer a villaine dwelling in all Denmarke,

815580But hee's an arrant knaue.

816581Hor. There need no Ghost come from the graue to tell

817582you this.

818583Ham. Right, you are in the right, and therefore

819584I holde it meet without more circumstance at all,

820585Wee shake hands and part; you as your busines

821586And desiers shall leade you: for looke you,

822587Euery man hath busines, and desires, such

823588As it is, and for my owne poore parte, ile go pray.

825589Hor. These are but wild and wherling words, my Lord.

826590Ham. I am sory they offend you; hartely, yes faith hartily.

828591Hor. Ther's no offence my Lord.

829592Ham. Yes by Saint Patrike but there is Horatio,

830593And much offence too, touching this vision,

831594It is an honest ghost, that let mee tell you,

D For

832595For your desires to know what is betweene vs,

833596Or'emaister it as you may:

597And now kind frends, as yon are frends,

834598Schollers and gentlmen,

835599Grant mee one poore request.

836600Both. What i'st my Lord?

837601Ham. Neuer make known what you haue seene to night

838602Both. My lord, we will not.

839603Ham. Nay but sweare.

840604Hor. In faith my Lord not I.

841605Mar. Nor I my Lord in faith.

842606Ham. Nay vpon my sword, indeed vpon my sword.

845607Gho. Sweare.

846609Ham. Ha, ha, come you here, this fellow in the sellerige,

848610Here consent to sweare.

849611Hor. Propose the oth my Lord.

850612Ham. Neuer to speake what you haue seene to night,

851613Sweare by my sword.

852614Gost. Sweare.

853615Ham. Hic & vbique; nay then weele shift our ground:

854616Come hither Gentlemen, and lay your handes

855617Againe vpon this sword, neuer to speake

856618Of that which you haue seene, sweare by my sword.

858619Ghost Sweare.

859620Ham. Well said old Mole, can'st worke in the earth?

621so fast, a worthy Pioner, once more remoue.

861622Hor. Day and night but this is wondrous strange.

862623Ham. And therefore as a stranger giue it welcome,

863624There are more things in heauen and earth Horatio,

864625Then are Dream't of, in your philosophie,

626But come here, as before you neuer shall

866627How strange or odde soere I beare my selfe,

867628As I perchance hereafter shall thinke meet,

868629To put an Anticke disposition on,

869630That you at such times seeing me, neuer shall

870631With Armes, incombred thus, or this head shake,

871632Or by pronouncing some vndoubtfull phrase,

872633As well well, wee know, or wee could and if we would,

873634Or there be, and if they might, or such ambiguous:

874635Giuing out to note, that you know aught of mee,

875636This not to doe, so grace, and mercie

876637At your most need helpe you, sweare

878638Ghost. sweare.

879639Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit: so gentlemen,

880640In all my loue I do commend mee to you,

881641And what so poore a man as Hamlet may,

882642To pleasure you, God willing shall not want,

883643Nay come lett's go together,

884644But stil your fingers on your lippes I pray,

885645The time is out of ioynt, O cursed spite,

886646That euer I was borne to set it right,

887647Nay come lett's go together. Exeunt.

890649Cor. Montano, here, these letters to my sonne,

650And this same mony with my blessing to him,

966651And bid him ply his learning good Montano.

891652Mon. I will my lord.

892653Cor. You shall do very well Montano, to say thus,

905654I knew the gentleman, or know his father,

898655To inquire the manner of his life,

898.1656As thus; being amongst his acquaintance,

906657You may say, you saw him at such a time, marke you mee,

916658At game, or drincking, swearing, or drabbing,

918659You may go so farre.

919660Mon. My lord, that will impeach his reputation.

920661Cor. I faith not a whit, no not a whit,

937662Now happely hee closeth with you in the consequence,

663As you may bridle it not disparage him a iote.

943664What was I a bout to say,

945665Mon. He closeth with him in the consequence.

947666Cor. I, you say right, he closeth with him thus,

D2 This

947.1667This will hee say, let mee see what hee will say,

668Mary this, I saw him yesterday, or tother day,

950669Or then, or at such a time, a dicing,

952670Or at Tennis, I or drincking drunke, or entring

953671Of a howse of lightnes viz. brothell,

956672Thus sir do wee that know the world, being men of reach,

958673By indirections, finde directions forth,

959674And so shall you my sonne; you ha me, ha you not?

961675Mon. I haue my lord.

962676Cor. Wel, fare you well, commend mee to him.

965677Mon. I will my lord.

678Cor. And bid him ply his musicke

967679Mon. My lord I wil. exit.

969681Cor. Farewel, how now Ofelia, what's the news with you?

971682Ofe. O my deare father, such a change in nature,

971.1683So great an alteration in a Prince,

978684So pitifull to him, fearefull to mee,

978.1685A maidens eye ne're looked on.

970686Cor. Why what's the matter my Ofelia?

974687Of. O yong Prince Hamlet, the only floure of Denmark,

974.1688Hee is bereft of all the wealth he had,

974.2689The Iewell that ador'nd his feature most

974.3690Is filcht and stolne away, his wit's bereft him,

973691Hee found mee walking in the gallery all alone,

692There comes hee to mee, with a distracted looke,

976693His garters lagging downe, his shooes vntide,

987694And fixt his eyes so stedfast on my face,

987.1695As if they had vow'd, this is their latest obiect.

984696Small while he stoode, but gripes me by the wrist,

984.1697And there he holdes my pulse till with a sigh

993698He doth vnclaspe his holde, and parts away

993.1699Silent, as is the mid time of the night:

997700And as he went, his eie was still on mee,

994701For thus his head ouer his shoulder looked,

995702He seemed to finde the way without his eies:

996703For out of doores he went without their helpe,

996.1704And so did leaue me.

981705Cor. Madde for thy loue,

1004706What haue you giuen him any crosse wordes of late?

1006707Ofelia I did repell his letters, deny his gifts,

1005708As you did charge me.

1008709Cor. Why that hath made him madde:

1012710By heau'n t'is as proper for our age to cast

1013711Beyond our selues, as t'is for the yonger sort

1009712To leaue their wantonnesse. Well, I am sory

713That I was so rash: but what remedy?

1015714Lets to the King, this madnesse may prooue,

1017715Though wilde a while, yet more true to thy loue. exeunt.

1021717King Right noble friends, that our deere cosin Hamlet

1021.1718Hath lost the very heart of all his sence,

1021.2719It is most right, and we most sory for him:

1030720Therefore we doe desire, euen as you tender

1030.1721Our care to him, and our great loue to you,

1035722That you will labour but to wring from him

2207723The cause and ground of his distemperancie.

1044724Doe this, the king of Denmarke shal be thankefull.

1044.1725Ros. My Lord, whatsoeuer lies within our power

1046726Your maiestie may more commaund in wordes

1049727Then vse perswasions to your liege men, bound

1049.1728By loue, by duetie, and obedience.

729Guil. What we may doe for both your Maiesties

1046.1730To know the griefe troubles the Prince your sonne,

1051731We will indeuour all the best we may,

1051.1732So in all duetie doe we take our leaue.

1054733King Thankes Guilderstone, and gentle Rossencraft.

1055734Que. Thankes Rossencraft, and gentle Gilderstone.

1064736Cor. My Lord, the Ambassadors are ioyfully

737Return'd from Norway.

1066738King Thou still hast beene the father of good news.

D3 Cor.

1067739Cor. Haue I my Lord? I assure your grace,

1068740I holde my duetie as I holde my life,

1069741Both to my God, and to my soueraigne King:

1070742And I beleeue, or else this braine of mine

1071743Hunts not the traine of policie so well

1072744As it had wont to doe, but I haue found

1073745The very depth of Hamlets lunacie.

1073.1746Queene God graunt he hath.

1084748King Now Voltemar, what from our brother Norway?

1085749Volt. Most faire returnes of greetings and desires,

1086750Vpon our first he sent forth to suppresse

1087751His nephews leuies, which to him appear'd

1088752To be a preparation gainst the Polacke:

1089753But better look't into, he truely found

1090754It was against your Highnesse, whereat grieued,

1091755That so his sickenesse, age, and impotence,

1092756Was falsely borne in hand, sends out arrests

1093757On Fortenbrasse, which he in briefe obays,

1094758Receiues rebuke from Norway: and in fine,

1095759Makes vow before his vncle, neuer more

1096760To giue the assay of Armes against your Maiestie,

1097761Whereon olde Norway ouercome with ioy,

1098762Giues him three thousand crownes in annuall fee,

1099763And his Commission to employ those souldiers,

1100764So leuied as before, against the Polacke,

1101765With an intreaty heerein further shewne,

1102766That it would please you to giue quiet passe

1103767Through your dominions, for that enterprise

1104768On such regardes of safety and allowances

1105769As therein are set downe.

1106770King It likes vs well, and at fit time and leasure

1107771Weele reade and answere these his Articles,

1109772Meane time we thanke you for your well

773Tooke labour: go to your rest, at night weele feast togither:

1111774Right welcome home. exeunt Ambassadors.

1112775Cor. This busines is very well dispatched.

776Now my Lord, touching the yong Prince Hamlet,

1119777Certaine it is that hee is madde: mad let vs grant him then:

1129778Now to know the cause of this effect,

1130779Or else to say the cause of this defect,

1131780For this effect defectiue comes by cause.

1123781Queene Good my Lord be briefe.

1124782Cor. Madam I will: my Lord, I haue a daughter,

1133783Haue while shee's mine: for that we thinke

1133.1784Is surest, we often loose: now to the Prince.

1133.2785My Lord, but note this letter,

1134786The which my daughter in obedience

1135787Deliuer'd to my handes.

1135.1788King Reade it my Lord.

789Cor. Marke my Lord.

1144790Doubt that in earth is fire,

1145791Doubt that the starres doe moue,

1146792Doubt trueth to be a liar,

1147793But doe not doubt I loue.

1137794To the beautifull Ofelia:

1151795Thine euer the most vnhappy Prince Hamlet.

1158796My Lord, what doe you thinke of me?

1160797I, or what might you thinke when I sawe this?

1159798King As of a true friend and a most louing subiect.

799Cor. I would be glad to prooue so.

1169800Now when I saw this letter, thus I bespake my maiden:

1170801Lord Hamlet is a Prince out of your starre,

1170.1802And one that is vnequall for your loue:

1171803Therefore I did commaund her refuse his letters,

1172804Deny his tokens, and to absent her selfe.

1174805Shee as my childe obediently obey'd me.

1174.1806Now since which time, seeing his loue thus cross'd,

1174.2807Which I tooke to be idle, and but sport,

1176808He straitway grew into a melancholy,

809From that vnto a fast, then vnto distraction,

810Then into a sadnesse, from that vnto a madnesse,

1177811And so by continuance, and weakenesse of the braine

1179812Into this frensie, which now possesseth him:

1187813And if this be not true, take this from this.

1181814King Thinke you t'is so?

1183815Cor. How? so my Lord, I would very faine know

1184816That thing that I haue saide t'is so, positiuely,

1185817And it hath fallen out otherwise.

1188818Nay, if circumstances leade me on,

819Ile finde it out, if it were hid

1190820As deepe as the centre of the earth.

1191821King. how should wee trie this same?

1191.1822Cor. Mary my good lord thus,

1193823The Princes walke is here in the galery,

1196824There let Ofelia, walke vntill hee comes:

1197825Your selfe and I will stand close in the study,

1197.1826There shall you heare the effect of all his hart,

1198827And if it proue any otherwise then loue,

1198.1828Then let my censure faile an other time.

1204829King. see where hee comes poring vppon a booke.

1206831Cor. Madame, will it please your grace

832To leaue vs here?

1687833Que. With all my hart. exit.

1695834Cor. And here Ofelia, reade you on this booke,

1694835And walke aloofe, the King shal be vnseene.

1710836Ham. To be, or not to be, I there's the point,

1714837To Die, to sleepe, is that all? I all:

1719838No, to sleepe, to dreame, I mary there it goes,

1720839For in that dreame of death, when wee awake,

1733840And borne before an euerlasting Iudge,

1734841From whence no passenger euer retur'nd,

842The vndiscouered country, at whose sight

1733.1843The happy smile, and the accursed damn'd.

1733.2844But for this, the ioyfull hope of this,

1724845Whol'd beare the scornes and flattery of the world,

1725846Scorned by the right rich, the rich curssed of the poore?

1725.1847The widow being oppressed, the orphan wrong'd,

1725.2848The taste of hunger, or a tirants raigne,

1716849And thousand more calamities besides,

1731850To grunt and sweate vnder this weary life,

1729851When that he may his full Quietus make,

1730852With a bare bodkin, who would this indure,

1732853But for a hope of something after death?

854Which pusles the braine, and doth confound the sence,

1735855Which makes vs rather beare those euilles we haue,

1736856Than flie to others that we know not of.

1737857I that, O this conscience makes cowardes of vs all,

1743858Lady in thy orizons, be all my sinnes remembred.

1745859Ofel. My Lord, I haue sought opportunitie, which now

1748860I haue, to redeliuer to your worthy handes, a small remem-

861brance, such tokens which I haue receiued of you.

1760862Ham. Are you faire?

1759863Ofel. My Lord.

1758864Ham. Are you honest?

1761865Ofel. What meanes my Lord?

1762866Ham. That if you be faire and honest,

867Your beauty should admit no discourse to your honesty.

1764868Ofel. My Lord, can beauty haue better priuiledge than

1765869with honesty?

1766870Ham. Yea mary may it; for Beauty may transforme

1767871Honesty, from what she was into a bawd:

872Then Honesty can transforme Beauty:

1769873This was sometimes a Paradox,

874But now the time giues it scope.

1751875I neuer gaue you nothing.

1752876Ofel. My Lord, you know right well you did,

1753877And with them such earnest vowes of loue,

1754878As would haue moou'd the stoniest breast aliue,

1754.1879But now too true I finde,

1756880Rich giftes waxe poore, when giuers grow vnkinde.

1774881Ham. I neuer loued you.

1771882Ofel. You made me beleeue you did.

E Ham.

1772883Ham. O thou shouldst not a beleeued me!

1776884Go to a Nunnery goe, why shouldst thou

1777885Be a breeder of sinners? I am my selfe indifferent honest,

1778886But I could accuse my selfe of such crimes

887It had beene better my mother had ne're borne me,

1779888O I am very prowde, ambitious, disdainefull,

1780889With more sinnes at my becke, then I haue thoughts

1781890To put them in, what should such fellowes as I

1783891Do, crawling between heauen and earth?

1784892To a Nunnery goe, we are arrant knaues all,

893Beleeue none of vs, to a Nunnery goe.

1789894Ofel. O heauens secure him!

1785895Ham. Wher's thy father?

1786896Ofel. At home my lord.

1787897Ham. For Gods sake let the doores be shut on him,

898He may play the foole no where but in his

1788899Owne house: to a Nunnery goe.

900Ofel. Help him good God.

1790901Ham. If thou dost marry, Ile giue thee

902This plague to thy dowry:

1791903Be thou as chaste as yce, as pure as snowe,

1792904Thou shalt not scape calumny, to a Nunnery goe.

1792.1905Ofel. Alas, what change is this?

1793906Ham. But if thou wilt needes marry, marry a foole,

1794907For wisemen know well enough,

908What monsters you make of them, to a Nunnery goe.

1797909Ofel. Pray God restore him.

1798910Ham. Nay, I haue heard of your paintings too,

1799911God hath giuen you one face,

912And you make your selues another,

1800913You fig, and you amble, and you nickname Gods creatures,

1801914Making your wantonnesse, your ignorance,

1802915A pox, t'is scuruy, Ile no more of it,

916It hath made me madde: Ile no more marriages,

1803917All that are married but one, shall liue,

1804918The rest shall keepe as they are, to a Nunnery goe,

1805919To a Nunnery goe. exit.

1805.1920Ofe. Great God of heauen, what a quicke change is this?

1807921The Courtier, Scholler, Souldier, all in him,

1816922All dasht and splinterd thence, O woe is me,

1817923To a seene what I haue seene, see what I see. exit.

1818924King Loue? No, no, that's not the cause, Enter King and Corambis.

1818.1925Some deeper thing it is that troubles him.

1818.2926Cor. Wel, something it is: my Lord, content you a while,

927I will my selfe goe feele him: let me worke,

928Ile try him euery way: see where he comes,

1204.1929Send you those Gentlemen, let me alone

930To finde the depth of this, away, be gone. exit King.

931Now my good Lord, do you know me? Enter Hamlet.

1211932Ham. Yea very well, y'are a fishmonger.

1212933Cor. Not I my Lord.

1213934Ham. Then sir, I would you were so honest a man,

1215935For to be honest, as this age goes,

936Is one man to be pickt out of tenne thousand.

1229937Cor. What doe you reade my Lord?

1230938Ham. Wordes, wordes.

1231939Cor. What's the matter my Lord?

1232940Ham. Betweene who?

1233941Cor. I meane the matter you reade my Lord.

1233.1942Ham. Mary most vile heresie:

1234943For here the Satyricall Satyre writes,

1235944That olde men haue hollow eyes, weake backes,

945Grey beardes, pittifull weake hammes, gowty legges,

1238946All which sir, I most potently beleeue not:

1240947For sir, your selfe shalbe olde as I am,

1241948If like a Crabbe, you could goe backeward.

1248949Cor. How pregnant his replies are, and full of wit:

1226950Yet at first he tooke me for a fishmonger:

1226.1951All this comes by loue, the vemencie of loue,

1227952And when I was yong, I was very idle,

1228953And suffered much extasie in loue, very neere this:

1244954Will you walke out of the aire my Lord?

E2 Ham.

1246955Ham. Into my graue.

1247956Cor. By the masse that's out of the aire indeed,

957Very shrewd answers,

1256958My lord I will take my leaue of you.

1258960Ham. You can take nothing from me sir,

961I will more willingly part with all,

1262962Olde doating foole.

1263963Cor, You seeke Prince Hamlet, see, there he is. exit.

1263.1964Gil. Health to your Lordship.

1270965Ham. What, Gilderstone, and Rossencraft,

1417966Welcome kinde Schoole-fellowes to Elsanoure.

1417.1967Gil. We thanke your Grace, and would be very glad

1417.2968You were as when we were at Wittenberg.

1320969Ham. I thanke you, but is this visitation free of

1321970Your selues, or were you not sent for?

1323971Tell me true, come, I know the good King and Queene

1326972Sent for you, there is a kinde of confession in your eye:

1322973Come, I know you were sent for.

1336974Gil. What say you?

1337975Ham. Nay then I see how the winde sits,

976Come, you were sent for.

1339977Ross. My lord, we were, and willingly if we might,

978Know the cause and ground of your discontent.

2210979Ham. Why I want preferment.

1294980Ross. I thinke not so my lord.

1345981Ham. Yes faith, this great world you see contents me not,

1347982No nor the spangled heauens, nor earth, nor sea,

1355983No nor Man that is so glorious a creature,

984Contents not me, no nor woman too, though you laugh.

1358985Gil. My lord, we laugh not at that.

1360986Ham. Why did you laugh then,

987When I said, Man did not content mee?

1362988Gil. My Lord, we laughed, when you said, Man did not

989content you.

1363990What entertainement the Players shall haue,

1364991We boorded them a the way: they are comming to you.

1372992Ham. Players, what Players be they?

1375993Ross. My Lord, the Tragedians of the Citty,

1374994Those that you tooke delight to see so often.

1376995Ham. How comes it that they trauell? Do they grow re-(stie?

1385996Gil. No my Lord, their reputation holds as it was wont.

1385.1997Ham. How then?

1386998Gil. Yfaith my Lord, noueltie carries it away,

999For the principall publike audience that

1000Came to them, are turned to priuate playes,

1001And to the humour of children.

14091002Ham. I doe not greatly wonder of it,

14101003For those that would make mops and moes

1004At my vncle, when my father liued,

14111005Now giue a hundred, two hundred pounds

13661006For his picture: but they shall be welcome,

1007He that playes the King shall haue tribute of me,

13671008The ventrous Knight shall vse his foyle and target,

13681009The louer shall sigh gratis,

13701010The clowne shall make them laugh

1011That are tickled in the lungs, or the blanke verse shall halt (for't,

13711012And the Lady shall haue leaue to speake her minde freely.

14301014Do you see yonder great baby?

1015He is not yet out of his swadling clowts.

14321016Gil. That may be, for they say an olde man

14331017Is twice a childe.

14341018Ham. Ile prophecie to you, hee comes to tell mee a the (Players,

14351019You say true, a monday last, t'was so indeede.

14371020Cor. My lord, I haue news to tell you.

14381021Ham. My Lord, I haue newes to tell you:

14391022When Rossios was an Actor in Rome.

14401023Cor. The Actors are come hither, my lord.

14411024Ham. Buz, buz.

14441025Cor. The best Actors in Christendome,

1026Either for Comedy, Tragedy, Historie, Pastorall,

E3 Pastorall

14451027Pastorall, Historicall, Historicall, Comicall,

14461028Comicall historicall, Pastorall, Tragedy historicall:

14481029Seneca cannot be too heauy, nor Plato too light:

14491030For the law hath writ those are the onely men.

14511031Ha. O Iepha Iudge of Israel! what a treasure hadst thou?

14531032Cor. Why what a treasure had he my lord?

14541033Ham. Why one faire daughter, and no more,

14551034The which he loued passing well.

14581035Cor. A, stil harping a my daughter! well my Lord,

1036If you call me Iepha, I hane a daughter that

14591037I loue passing well.

14601038Ham. Nay that followes not.

14611039Cor. What followes then my Lord?

14621040Ham. Why by lot, or God wot, or as it came to passe,

14631041And so it was, the first verse of the godly Ballet

14641042Wil tel you all: for look you where my abridgement comes:

14661043Welcome maisters, welcome all, Enter players.

14681044What my olde friend, thy face is vallanced

14691045Since I saw thee last, com'st thou to beard me in Denmarke?

14701046My yong lady and mistris, burlady but your

14711047Ladiship is growne by the altitude of a chopine higher than (you were:

14721048Pray God sir your voyce, like a peece of vncurrant

14731049Golde, be not crack't in the ring: come on maisters,

14741050Weele euen too't, like French Falconers,

14751051Flie at any thing we see, come, a taste of your

14761052Quallitie, a speech, a passionate speech.

14781053Players What speech my good lord?

14791054Ham. I heard thee speake a speech once,

1055But it was neuer acted: or if it were,

14801056Neuer aboue twice, for as I remember,

14811057It pleased not the vulgar, it was cauiary

1058To the million: but to me

14821059And others, that receiued it in the like kinde,

14831060Cried in the toppe of their iudgements, an excellent play,

14841061Set downe with as great modestie as cunning:

14851062One said there was no sallets in the lines to make thē sauory,

14881063But called it an honest methode, as wholesome as sweete.

14891064Come, a speech in it I chiefly remember

1065Was AEneas tale to Dido,

14901066And then especially where he talkes of Princes slaughter,

14911067If it liue in thy memory beginne at this line,

14921068Let me see.

1069The rugged Pyrrus, like th'arganian beast:

14931070No t'is not so, it begins with Pirrus:

1493.11071O I haue it.

14941072The rugged Pirrus, he whose sable armes,

14951073Blacke as his purpose did the night resemble,

14961074When he lay couched in the ominous horse,

14971075Hath now his blacke and grimme complexion smeered

14981076With Heraldry more dismall, head to foote,

14991077Now is he totall guise, horridely tricked

15001078With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sonnes,

15011079Back't and imparched in calagulate gore,

15031080Rifted in earth and fire, olde grandsire Pryam seekes:

1503.11081So goe on.

15071082Cor. Afore God, my Lord, well spoke, and with good (accent.

15091083Play. Anone he finds him striking too short at Greeks,

15101084His antike sword rebellious to his Arme,

15111085Lies where it falles, vnable to resist.

15131086Pyrrus at Pryam driues, but all in rage,

1087Strikes wide, but with the whiffe and winde

15141088Of his fell sword, th'unnerued father falles.

15381089Cor. Enough my friend, t'is too long.

15391090Ham. It shall to the Barbers with your beard:

15401091A pox, hee's for a Iigge, or a tale of bawdry,

1092Or else he sleepes, come on to Hecuba, come.

15421093Play. But who, O who had seene the mobled Queene?

15441094Cor. Mobled Queene is good, faith very good.

15501095Play. All in the alarum and feare of death rose vp,

15491096And o're her weake and all ore-teeming loynes, a blancket

15471097And a kercher on that head, where late the diademe stoode,

15511098Who this had seene with tongue inuenom'd speech,

15521099Would treason haue pronounced,

15531100For if the gods themselues had seene her then,

15541101When she saw Pirrus with malitious strokes,

15551102Mincing her husbandes limbs,

15581103It would haue made milch the burning eyes of heauen,

15591104And passion in the gods.

15601105Cor Looke my lord if he hath not changde his colour,

1106And hath teares in his eyes: no more good heart, no more.

15621107Ham. T'is well, t'is very well, I pray my lord,

15631108Will you see the Players well bestowed,

15641109I tell you they are the Chronicles

15651110And briefe abstracts of the time,

1111After your death I can tell you,

15661112You were better haue a bad Epiteeth,

1113Then their ill report while you liue.

15681114Cor. My lord, I will vse them according to their deserts.

15701115Ham. O farre better man, vse euery man after his deserts,

15711116Then who should scape whipping?

1117Vse them after your owne honor and dignitie,

15721118The lesse they deserue, the greater credit's yours.

15751119Cor. Welcome my good fellowes. exit.

15771120Ham. Come hither maisters, can you not play the mur-

15781121der of Gonsago?

15791122players Yes my Lord.

15801123Ham. And could'st not thou for a neede study me

15811124Some dozen or sixteene lines,

1125Which I would set downe and insert?

15831126players Yes very easily my good Lord.

15841127Ham. T'is well, I thanke you: follow that lord:

1128And doe you heare sirs? take heede you mocke him not.

1584.11129Gentlemen, for your kindnes I thanke you,

15851130And for a time I would desire you leaue me.

1585.11131Gil. Our loue and duetie is at your commaund.

15901133Ham. Why what a dunghill idiote slaue am I?

15911134Why these Players here draw water from eyes:

15981135For Hecuba, why what is Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba?

16001136What would he do and if he had my losse?

1600.11137His father murdred, and a Crowne bereft him,

16021138He would turne all his teares to droppes of blood,

16031139Amaze the standers by with his laments,

1603.11140Strike more then wonder in the iudiciall eares,

16051141Confound the ignorant, and make mute the wise,

1605.11142Indeede his passion would be generall.

16061143Yet I like to an asse and Iohn a Dreames,

16091144Hauing my father murdred by a villaine,

1145Stand still, and let it passe, why sure I am a coward:

16121146Who pluckes me by the beard, or twites my nose,

16141147Giue's me the lie i'th throate downe to the lungs,

16161148Sure I should take it, or else I haue no gall,

16181149Or by this I should a fatted all the region kites

16201150With this slaues offell, this damned villaine,

1151Treacherous, bawdy, murderous villaine:

16231152Why this is braue, that I the sonne of my deare father,

16271153Should like a scalion, like a very drabbe

16261154Thus raile in wordes. About my braine,

16291155I haue heard that guilty creatures sitting at a play,

16301156Hath, by the very cunning of the scene, confest a murder

1630.11157Committed long before.

16381158This spirit that I haue seene may be the Diuell,

16411159And out of my weakenesse and my melancholy,

16421160As he is very potent with such men,

16431161Doth seeke to damne me, I will haue sounder proofes,

16441162The play's the thing,

16451163Wherein I'le catch the conscience of the King. exit.

16481165King Lordes, can you by no meanes finde

16491166The cause of our sonne Hamlets lunacie?

10311167You being so neere in loue, euen from his youth,

1031.11168Me thinkes should gaine more than a stranger should.

F Gil.

1031.21169Gil. My lord, we haue done all the best we could,

1031.31170To wring from him the cause of all his griefe,

16531171But still he puts vs off, and by no meanes

16541172Would make an answere to that we exposde.

16661173Ross. Yet was he something more inclin'd to mirth

16681174Before we left him, and I take it,

1175He hath giuen order for a play to night,

16711176At which he craues your highnesse company.

1177King With all our heart, it likes vs very well:

16741178Gentlemen, seeke still to increase his mirth,

1674.11179Spare for no cost, our coffers shall be open,

1674.21180And we vnto your selues will still be thankefull.

16771181Both In all wee can, be sure you shall commaund.

1182Queene Thankes gentlemen, and what the Queene of ( Denmarke

10451183May pleasure you, be sure you shall not want.

1045.11184Gil. Weele once againe vnto the noble Prince.

1045.21185King Thanks to you both: Gertred you'l see this play.

16731186Queene My lord I will, and it ioyes me at the soule

1187He is inclin'd to any kinde of mirth.

1188Cor. Madame, I pray be ruled by me:

1189And my good Soueraigne, giue me leaue to speake,

1674.31190We cannot yet finde out the very ground

1674.41191Of his distemperance, therefore

1674.51192I holde it meete, if so it please you,

1674.61193Else they shall not meete, and thus it is.

1674.71194King What i'st Corambis?

18371195Cor. Mary my good lord this, soone when the sports are (done,

18391196Madam, send you in haste to speake with him,

18411197And I my selfe will stand behind the Arras,

1198There question you the cause of all his griefe,

1839.11199And then in loue and nature vnto you, hee'le tell you all:

1839.21200My Lord, how thinke you on't?

18451201King It likes vs well, Gerterd, what say you?

1845.11202Queene With all my heart, soone will I send for him.

1845.21203Cor. My selfe will be that happy messenger,

1845.31204Who hopes his griefe will be reueal'd to her. exeunt omnes

18491206Ham. Pronounce me this speech trippingly a the tongue

1207as I taught thee,

18501208Mary and you mouth it, as a many of your players do

18511209I'de rather heare a towne bull bellow,

1210Then such a fellow speake my lines.

18521211Nor do not saw the aire thus with your hands,

18531212But giue euery thing his action with temperance.

18561213O it offends mee to the soule, to heare a rebustious periwig (fellow,

18571214To teare a passion in totters, into very ragges,

18581215To split the eares of the ignoraut, who for the

18591216Most parte are capable of nothing but dumbe shewes and (noises,

18601217I would haue such a fellow whipt, for o're doing, tarmagant

18611218It out, Herodes Herod.

18841219players My Lorde, wee haue indifferently reformed that

18851220among vs.

18861221Ham. The better, the better, mend it all together:

18761222There be fellowes that I haue seene play,

18771223And heard others commend them, and that highly too,

18781224That hauing neither the gate of Christian, Pagan,

18801225Nor Turke, haue so strutted and bellowed,

1226That you would a thought, some of Natures journeymen

18811227Had made men, and not made them well,

18821228They imitated humanitie, so abhominable:

18621229Take heede, auoyde it.

18631230players I warrant you my Lord.

1231Ham. And doe you heare? let not your Clowne speake

18871232More then is set downe, there be of them I can tell you

18881233That will laugh themselues, to set on some

18891234Quantitie of barren spectators to laugh with them,

18901235Albeit there is some necessary point in the Play

18911236Then to be obserued: O t'is vile, and shewes

18921237A pittifull ambition in the foole the vseth it.

1892.11238And then you haue some agen, that keepes one sute

1892.21239Os ieasts, as a man is knowne by one sute of

1892.31240Apparell, and Gentlemen quotes his ieasts downe

F2 In

1892.41241In their tables, before they come to the play, as thus:

1892.51242Cannot you stay till I eate my porrige? and, you owe me

1892.61243A quarters wages: and, my coate wants a cullison:

1892.71244And your beere is sowre: and, blabbering with his lips,

1245And thus keeping in his cinkapase of ieasts,

1892.91246When, God knows, the warme Clowne cannot make a iest

1892.101247Vnlesse by chance, as the blinde man catcheth a hare:

1892.111248Maisters tell him of it.

19001249players We will my Lord.

18931250Ham. Well, goe make you ready. exeunt players.

19031251Horatio. Heere my Lord.

19041252Ham. Horatio, thou art euen as iust a man,

19051253As e're my conuersation cop'd withall.

19061254Hor. O my lord!

19071255Ham. Nay why should I flatter thee?

19101256Why should the poore be flattered?

19081257What gaine should I receiue by flattering thee,

19091258That nothing hath but thy good minde?

19111259Let flattery sit on those time-pleasing tongs,

19121260To glose with them that loues to heare their praise,

1912.11261And not with such as thou Horatio.

19261262There is a play to night, wherein one Sceane they haue

19271263Comes very neere the murder of my father,

19291264When thou shalt see that Act afoote,

19311265Marke thou the King, doe but obserue his lookes,

19361266For I mine eies will riuet to his face:

1267And if he doe not bleach, and change at that,

19331268It is a damned ghost that we haue seene.

1269Horatio, haue a care, obserue him well.

19391270Hor. My lord, mine eies shall still be on his face,

19401271And not the smallest alteration

19411272That shall appeare in him, but I shall note it.

19461273Ham. Harke, they come.

19481275King How now son Hamlet, how fare you, shall we haue (a play?

19491276Ham. Yfaith the Camelions dish, not capon cramm'd,

19501277feede a the ayre.

19531278I father: My lord, you playd in the Vniuersitie.

19551279Cor. That I did my L: and I was counted a good actor.

19571280Ham. What did you enact there?

19581281Cor. My lord, I did act Iulius Caesar, I was killed

1282in the Capitoll, Brutus killed me.

19601283Ham. It was a brute parte of him,

1284To kill so capitall a calfe.

19611285Come, be these Players ready?

19631286Queene Hamlet come sit downe by me.

19641287Ham. No by my faith mother, heere's a mettle more at- (tractiue:

19661288Lady will you giue me leaue, and so forth:

1289To lay my head in your lappe?

19671290Ofel. No my Lord.

19681291Ham. Vpon your lap, what do you thinke I meant con- (trary matters?

20031297Ofel. What meanes this my Lord? Enter the Prologue.

20041298Ham. This is myching Mallico, that meanes my chiefe.

1299Ofel. What doth this meane my lord?

20081300Ham. you shall heare anone, this fellow will tell you all.

20101301Ofel. Will he tell vs what this shew meanes?

20111302Ham. I, or any shew you'le shew him,

1303Be not afeard to shew, hee'le not be afeard to tell:

1304O these Players cannot keepe counsell, thei'le tell all.

20161305Prol. For vs, and for our Tragedie,

20181306Heere stowpiug to your clemencie,

20191307We begge your hearing patiently.

20201308Ham. I'st a prologue, or a poesie for a ring?

20211309Ofel. T'is short my Lord.

20221310Ham. As womens loue.

20241312Duke Full fortie yeares are past, their date is gone,

F3 Since

20281313Since happy time ioyn'd both our hearts as one:

2028.11314And now the blood that fill'd my youthfull veines,

2028.21315Runnes weakely in their pipes, and all the straines

2028.31316Of musicke, which whilome pleasde mine eare,

2028.41317Is now a burthen that Age cannot beare:

2028.51318And therefore sweete Nature must pay his due,

20401319To heauen must I, and leaue the earth with you.

2040.11320Dutchesse O say not so, lest that you kill my heart,

2040.21321When death takes you, let life from me depart.

2040.31322Duke Content thy selfe, when ended is my date,

20431323Thon maist (perchance) haue a more noble mate,

2043.11324More wise, more youthfull, and one.

20451325Dutchesse O speake no more for then I am accurst,

20481326None weds the second, but she kils the first:

20521327A second time I kill my Lord that's dead,

20531328When second husband kisses me in bed.

20491329Ham. O wormewood, wormewood!

20541330Duke I doe beleeue you sweete, what now you speake,

20551331But what we doe determine oft we breake,

20801332For our demises stil are ouerthrowne,

20811333Our thoughts are ours, their end's none of our owne:

20821334So thinke you will no second husband wed,

20831335But die thy thoughts, when thy first Lord is dead.

20881336Dutchesse Both here and there pursue me lasting strife,

20891337If once a widdow, euer I be wife.

20901338Ham. If she should breake now.

20911339Duke T'is deepely sworne, sweete leaue me here a while,

20931340My spirites growe dull, and faine I would beguile the tedi-

20941341ous time with sleepe.

20951342Dutchesse Sleepe rocke thy braine,

20961343And neuer come mischance betweene vs twaine. exit Lady

20971344Ham. Madam, how do you like this play?

20981345Queene The Lady protests too much.

20991346Ham. O but shee'le keepe her word.

21001347King Haue you heard the argument, is there no offence

21011348in it?

21021349Ham. No offence in the world, poyson in iest, poison in (iest.

21041350King What do you call the name of the play?

21051351Ham. Mouse-trap: mary how trapically: this play is

21061352The image of a murder done in guyana, Albertus

21071353Was the Dukes name, his wife Baptista,

21081354Father, it is a knauish peece a worke: but what

1355A that, it toucheth not vs, you and I that haue free

21101356Soules, let the galld iade wince, this is one

21121357Lucianus nephew to the King.

21131358Ofel. Ya're as good as a Chorus my lord.

21141359Ham. I could interpret the loue you beare, if I sawe the

21151360poopies dallying.

19751361Ofel. Y'are very pleasant my lord.

19761362Ham. Who I, your onlie jig-maker, why what shoulde

19791363a man do but be merry? for looke how cheerefully my mo-

19801364ther lookes, my father died within these two houres.

19821365Ofel. Nay, t'is twice two months, my Lord.

19831366Ham. Two months, nay then let the diuell weare blacke,

19841367For i'le haue a sute of Sables: Iesus, two months dead,

19851368And not forgotten yet? nay then there's some

19861369Likelyhood, a gentlemans death may outliue memorie,

19871370But by my faith hee must build churches then,

1371Or els hee must follow the olde Epitithe,

19891372With hoh, with ho, the hobi-horse is forgot.

21161373Ofel. Your iests are keene my Lord.

21171374Ham. It would cost you a groning to take them off.

21191375Ofel. Still better and worse.

21201376Ham. So you must take your husband, begin. Murdred

21211377Begin, a poxe, leaue thy damnable faces and begin,

21221378Come, the croking rauen doth bellow for reuenge.

21241379Murd. Thoughts blacke, hands apt, drugs fit, and time (agreeing.

21261380Confederate season, else no creature seeing:

21271381Thou mixture rancke, of midnight weedes collected,

21281382With Hecates bane thrise blasted, thrise infected,

21291383Thy naturall magicke, and dire propertie,

21301384One wholesome life vsurps immediately. exit.

21321385Ham. He poysons him for his estate.

21401386King Lights, I will to bed.

21361387Cor. The king rises, lights hoe.

21371389Ham. What, frighted with false fires?

21431390Then let the stricken deere goe weepe,

21441391The Hart vngalled play,

21451392For some must laugh, while some must weepe,

21461393Thus runnes the world away.

2146.11394Hor. The king is mooued my lord.

21581395Hor. I Horatio, i'le take the Ghosts word

1396For more then all the coyne in Denmarke.

21681398Ross. Now my lord, how i'st with you?

21651399Ham. And if the king like not the tragedy,

21661400Why then belike he likes it not perdy.

2166.11401Ross. We are very glad to see your grace so pleasant,

2166.21402My good lord, let vs againe intreate

1403To know of you the ground and cause of your distempera-(ture

22011404Gil. My lord, your mother craues to speake with you.

22031405Ham. We shall obey, were she ten times our mother.

2203.11406Ross. But my good Lord, shall I intreate thus much?

22211407Ham. I pray will you play vpon this pipe?

22231408Ross. Alas my lord I cannot.

22241409Ham. Pray will you.

22251410Gil. I haue no skill my Lord.

22281411Ham. why looke, it is a thing of nothing,

1412T'is but stopping of these holes,

22291413And with a little breath from your lips,

22301414It will giue most delicate musick.

22321415Gil. But this cannot wee do my Lord.

22261416Ham. Pray now, pray hartily, I beseech you.

1417Ros. My lord wee cannot.

22341418Ham. Why how vnworthy a thing would you make of (me?

22351419You would seeme to know my stops, you would play vpon mee,

22361420You would search the very inward part of my hart,

22371421And diue into the secrect of my soule.

22401422Zownds do you thinke I am easier to be pla'yd

22411423On, then a pipe? call mee what Instrument

1424You will, though you can frett mee, yet you can not

22421425Play vpon mee, besides, to be demanded by a spunge.

26441426Ros. How a spunge my Lord?

26451427Ham. I sir, a spunge, that sokes vp the kings

1428Countenance, fauours, and rewardes, that makes

26461429His liberalitie your store house: but such as you,

1430Do the king, in the end, best seruise;

26471431For hee doth keep you as an Ape doth nuttes,

26481432In the corner of his Iaw, first mouthes you,

1433Then swallowes you: so when hee hath need

26491434Of you, t'is but squeesing of you,

26501435And spunge, you shall be dry againe, you shall.

2650.11436Ros. Wel my Lord wee'le take our leaue.

1437Ham Farewell, farewell, God blesse you.

22451440Cor. My lord, the Queene would speake with you.

22471441Ham. Do you see yonder clowd in the shape of a camell?

22491442Cor. T'is like a camell in deed.

22501443Ham. Now me thinkes it's like a weasel.

22511444Cor. T'is back't like a weasell.

22521445Ham. Or like a whale.

22531446Cor. Very like a whale. exit Coram.

22541447Ham. Why then tell my mother i'le come by and by.

2254.11448Good night Horatio.

2254.21449Hor. Good night vnto your Lordship. exit Horatio.

22631450Ham. My mother she hath sent to speake with me:

22641451O God, let ne're the heart of Nero enter

22651452This soft bosome.

22661453Let me be cruell, not vnnaturall.

G I

22671454I will speake daggers, those sharpe wordes being spent,

22701455To doe her wrong my soule shall ne're consent. exit.

23211457King O that this wet that falles vpon my face

23221458Would wash the crime cleere from my conscience!

23261459When I looke vp to heauen, I see my trespasse,

2326.11460The earth doth still crie out vpon my fact,

23141461Pay me the murder of a brother and a king,

2314.11462And the adulterous fault I haue committed:

23291463O these are sinnes that are vnpardonable:

2329.11464Why say thy sinnes were blacker then is ieat,

1465Yet may contrition make them as white as snowe:

1466I but still to perseuer in a sinne,