37702163Ham. Leartes come, you dally with me,

37722164I pray you passe with your most cunningst play.

37742165Lear. I! say you so? haue at you,

37672166Ile hit you now my Lord:

37692167And yet it goes almost against my conscience.

37412168Ham. Come on sir.

37802171King Looke to the Queene.

37882172Queene O the drinke, the drinke, Hamlet, the drinke.

37912173Ham. Treason, ho, keepe the gates.

37822174Lords How ist my Lord Leartes?

3782.12175Lear. Euen as a coxcombe should,

37852176Foolishly slaine with my owne weapon:

37942177Hamlet, thou hast not in thee halfe an houre of life,

37972178The fatall Instrument is in thy hand.

37982179Vnbated and invenomed: thy mother's poysned

3798.12180That drinke was made for thee.

38022181Ham. The poysned Instrument within my hand?

38032182Then venome to thy venome, die damn'd villaine:

38092183Come drinke, here lies thy vnion here. The king dies.

38112184Lear. O he is iustly serued:

38132185Hamlet, before I die, here take my hand,

2186And withall, my loue: I doe forgiue thee. Leartes dies.

38162187Ham. And I thee, O I am dead Horatio, fare thee well.

38262188Hor. No, I am more an antike Roman,

2189Then a Dane, here is some poison left.

38292190Ham. Vpon my loue I charge thee let it goe,

38302191O fie Horatio, and if thou shouldst die,

2192What a scandale wouldst thou leaue behinde?

38352193What tongue should tell the story of our deaths,

2194If not from thee? O my heart sinckes Horatio,

38472195Mine eyes haue lost their sight, my tongue his vse:

2196Farewel Horatio, heauen receiue my soule. Ham. dies.