The Tragedie of Hamlet
22671454I will
speake daggers, tho
se
sharpe wordes being
spent,
22701455To doe her wrong my
soule
shall ne're con
sent.
exit. 23211457King O that this wet that falles vpon my face
23221458Would wa
sh the crime cleere from my con
science!
23261459When I looke vp to heauen, I
see my tre
spa
sse,
2326.11460The earth doth
still crie out vpon my fa
ct,
23141461Pay me the murder of a brother and a king,
2314.11462And the adulterous fault I haue committed:
23291463O the
se 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 per
seuer in a
sinne,
1467It is an a
ct gain
st the vniuer
sall power,
23461468Mo
st wretched man,
stoope, bend thee to thy prayer,
23451469A
ske grace of heauen to keepe thee from de
spaire.
23501471Ham. I
so, come forth and worke thy la
st,
23521472And thus hee dies: and
so am I reuenged:
23561473No, not
so: he tooke my father
sleeping, his
sins brim full,
23581474And how his
soule
stoode to the
state of heauen
1475Who knowes,
saue the immortall powres,
23611477When he is purging of his
soule?
23551478Making his way for heauen, this is a bene
fit,
1479And not reuenge: no, get thee vp agen,
23641480When hee's at game
swaring, taking his carow
se, drinking
(drunke, 23651481Or in the ince
stuous plea
sure of his bed,
23661482Or at
some a
ct that hath no reli
sh 23671483Of
saluation in't, then trip him
23681484That his heeles may kicke at heauen,
23691485And fall as lowe as hel: my mother
stayes,
23711486This phi
sicke but prolongs thy weary dayes.
exit Ham. 23721487King My wordes
fly vp, my
sinnes remaine below.
No