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?