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The Tragedie of Hamlet. Giue me the Cups,
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And let the Kettle to the Trumpets speake, The Trumpet to the Cannoneer without, The Cannons to the Heauens, the Heauen to Earth, Now the King drinkes to Hamlet. Come, begin, And you the Iudges beare a wary eye.
Ham.
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Come on sir.
Laer. Come on sir. They play. Ham. One. Laer. No. Ham. Iudgement. Osr.
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A hit, a very palpable hit.
Laer. Well: againe. King. Stay, giue me drinke. Hamlet, this Pearle is thine, Here's to thy health. Giue him the cup. Trumpets sound, and shot goes off. Ham.
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Ile play this bout first, set by a‑while. Come: Another hit; what say you ?
Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confesse. King. Our Sonne shall win. Qu. He's fat, and scant of breath.
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Heere's a Napkin, rub thy browes, The Queene Carowses to thy fortune, Hamlet.
Ham. Good Madam. King. Gertrude, do not drinke. Qu. I will my Lord;
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I pray you pardon me.
King. It is the poyson'd Cup, it is too late. Ham. I dare not drinke yet Madam, By and by. Qu. Come, let me wipe thy face. Laer.
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My Lord, Ile hit him now.
King. I do not thinke't. Laer. And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience. Ham. Come, for the third. Laertes, you but dally,
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I pray you passe with your best violence, I am affear'd you make a wanton of me.
Laer. Say you so? Come on. Play. Osr. Nothing neither way. Laer. Haue at you now. In scuffling they change Rapiers. King.
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Part them, they are incens'd.
Ham. Nay come, againe. Osr. Looke to the Queene there hoa. Hor. They bleed on both sides. How is't my Lord? Osr. How is't Laertes? Laer.
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Why as a Woodcocke To mine Sprindge, Osricke, I am iustly kill'd with mine owne Treacherie.
Ham. How does the Queene? King. She sounds to see them bleede. Qu.
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No, no, the drinke, the drinke. Oh my deere Hamlet, the drinke, the drinke, I am poyson'd.
Ham. Oh Villany! How? Let the doore be lock'd. Treacherie, seeke it out. Laer.
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it is heere Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art slaine, No Medicine in the world can do thee good. In thee, there is not halfe an houre of life; The Treacherous Instrument is in thy hand,
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Vnbated and envenom'd: the foule practise Hath turn'd it selfe on me. Loe, heere I lye, Neuer to rise againe: Thy Mothers poyson'd:

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I can no more, the King, the King's too blame. Ham. The point envenom'd too,
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Then venome to thy worke.
Hurts the King. All. Treason, Treason. King. O yet defend me Friends, I am but hurt. Ham. Heere thou incestuous, murdrous, Damned Dane, Drinke off this Potion: Is thy Vnion heere?
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Follow my Mother.
King Dyes. Laer. He is iustly seru'd. It is a poyson temp'red by himselfe: Exchange forgiuenesse with me, Noble Hamlet; Mine and ray Fathers death come not vpon thee,
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Nor thine on me.
Dyes. Ham. Heauen make thee free of it, I follow thee. I am dead Horatio, wretched Queene adiew, You that looke pale, and tremble at this chance, That are but Mutes or audience to this acte:
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Had I but time (as this fell Sergeant death Is strick'd in his Arrest) oh I could tell you. But let it be: Horatio, I am dead, Thou liu'st, report me and my causes right To the vnsatisfied.
Hor.
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Neuer beleeue it. I am more an Antike Roman then a Dane: Heere's yet some Liquor left.
Ham. As th'art a man, giue me the Cup. Let go, by Heauen Ile haue't.
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Oh good Horatio, what a wounded name, (Things standing thus vnknowne) shall liue behind me. If thou did'st euer hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicitie a while, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in paine,
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To tell my Storie. March afarre off, and shout within. What warlike noyse is this?
Enter Osricke. Osr. Yong Fortinbras, with conquest come frõ from Poland To th'Ambassadors of England giues this warlike volly. Ham. O I dye Horatio:
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The potent poyson quite ore‑crowes my spirit, I cannot liue to heare the Newes from England,' But I do prophesie th'election lights On Fortinbras, he ha's my dying voyce, So tell him with the occurrents more and lesse,
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Which haue solicited. The rest is silence, O, o, o, o.
Dyes Hora. Now cracke a Noble heart: Goodnight sweet Prince, And flights of Angels sing thee to thy rest, Why do's the Drumme come hither? Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassador, with Drumme, Colours, and Attendants. Fortin.
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Where is this sight?
Hor. What is it ye would see; If ought of woe, or wonder, cease your search. For. His quarry cries on hauocke. Oh proud death, What feast is toward in thine eternall Cell.
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That thou so many Princes, at a shoote, So bloodily hast strooke.
Amb. The sight is dismall, And our affaires from England come too late, The eares are senselesse that should giue vs hearing,
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To tell him his command'ment is fulfill'd, qq That

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[Act 5, Scene 2] Enter Hamlet and Horatio. Ham. So much for this Sir; now let me see the other,
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You doe remember all the Circumstance.
Hor. Remember it my Lord? Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kinde of fighting, That would not let me sleepe; me thought I lay Worse then the mutines in the Bilboes, rashly,
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(And praise be rashnesse for it) let vs know, Our indiscretion sometimes serues vs well, When our deare plots do paule, and that should teach vs, There's a Diuinity that shapes our ends, Rough‑hew them how we will.
Hor.
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That is most certaine.
Ham. Vp from my Cabin My sea‑gowne scarft about me in the darke, Grop'd I to finde out them; had my desire, finger'd their Packet, and in fine, withdrew
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To mine owne roome againe, making so bold, (My feares forgetting manners) to vnseale Their grand Commission, where I found Horatio, Oh royall knauery: An exact command, Larded with many seuerall sorts of reason;
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Importing Denmarks health, and Englands too, With hoo, such Bugges and Goblins in my life, that on the superuize no leasure bated, No not to stay the grinding of the Axe, My head should be struck off.
Hor.
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Ist possible?
Ham. Here's the Commission, read it at more leysure: But wilt thou heare me how I did proceed? Hor. I beseech you. Hem. Being thus benetted round with Villaines,
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Ere I could make a Prologue to my braines, They had begun the Play. I sate me downe, Deuis'd a new Commission, wrote it faire, I once did hold it as our Statists doe, A basenesse to write faire; and laboured much
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How to forget that learning: but Sir now, It did me Yeomans seruice: wilt thou know The effects of what I wrote?
Hor. I, good my Lord. Ham. An earnest Coniuration from the King,
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As England was his faithfull Tributary, As loue betweene them, as the Palme should flourish, As Peace should still her wheaten Garland weare, And stand a Comma 'tweene their amities, And many such like Assis of great charge,
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That on the view and know of these Contents, Without debatement further, more or lesse, He should the bearers put to sodaine death, Not shriuing time allow d.
Hor. How was this seal'd? Ham.
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Why, euen in that was Heauen ordinate; I had my fathers Signet in my Purse, Which was the Model of that Danish Seale: Folded the Writ vp in forme of the other, Subscrib'd it, gau't th'impression, plac't it safely,
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The changeling neuer knowne: Now, the next day Was our Sea fight, and what to this was sement, Thou know'st already.
Hor. So Guildensterne and Rosincrance, go too't. Ham. Why man, they did make loue to this imployment
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They are not neere my Conscience; their debate Doth by their owne insinuation grow: 'Tis dangerous, when the baser nature comes Betweene the passe, and fell incensed points Of mighty opposites.
Hor.
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Why, what a King is this?
Ham. Does it not, thinkst thee, stand me now vpon He that hath kil'd my King, and whor'd my Mother, Pop t in betweene th'election and my hopes, Throwne out his Angle for my proper life,
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And with such coozenage; is't not perfect conscience, To quit him with this arme? And is't not to be damn'd To let this Canker of our nature come In further euill.
Hor. It must be shortly knowne to him from England
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What is the issue of the businesse there.
Ham. It will be short, The interim's mine, and a mans life's no more Then to say one: but I am very sorry good Horatio, That to Laertes I forgot my selfe;
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For by the image of my Cause, I see The Portraiture of his; Ile count his fauours: But sure the brauery of his griefe did put me Into a Towring passion.
Hor. Peace, who comes heere? Enter young Osricke. Osr.
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Your Lordship is right welcome back to Den­ (marke.
Ham. I humbly thank you Sir, dost know this waterflie? Hor. No my good Lord. Ham.

Thy state is the more gracious; for'tis a vice to

know him: he hath much Land, and fertile; let a Beast

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be Lord of Beasts, and his Crib shall stand at the Kings

Messe; 'tis a Chowgh; but as I saw spacious in the pos­

session of dirt.

Osr.

Sweet Lord, if your friendship were at leysure,

I should impart a thing to you from his Maiesty.

Ham.
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I will receiue it with all diligence of spirit; put

your Bonet to his right vse,'tis for the head.

Osr.

I thanke your Lordship,'tis very hot.

Ham.

No, beleeue mee 'tis very cold, the winde is

Northerly.

Osr.
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It is indifferent cold my Lord indeed.

Ham.

Mee thinkes it is very soultry, and hot for my

Complexion.

Osr.

Exceedingly, my Lord, it is very soutry, as 'twere

I cannot tell how: but my Lord, his Maiesty bad me sig-

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nifie to you, that he ha's laid a great wager on your head:

Sir, this is the matter.

Ham.

I beseech you remember.

Osr.

Nay, in good faith, for mine ease in good faith:

Sir, you are not ignorant of what excellence Laerles is at

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his weapon.

Ham.

What's his weapon?

Osr.

Rapier and dagger.

Ham.

That's two of his weapons; but well.

Osr.

The sir King ha's wag'd with him six Barbary Hor­

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ses, against the which he impon'd as I take it, sixe French

Rapiers and Poniards, with their assignes, as Girdle,

Hangers or so; three of the Carriages infaith are very

deare to fancy, very responsiue to the hilts, most delicate

carriages, and of very liberall conceit.

Ham.
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What call you the Carriages?

Osr.

The Carriages Sir, are the hangers.

Ham.

The phrase would bee more Germaine to the

matter: If we could carry Cannon by our sides; I would

it might be Hangers till then; but on sixe Barbary Hor­

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ses against sixe French Swords: their Assignes, and three

liberall conceited Carriages, that's the French but a­

gainst the Danish; why is this impon'd as you call it?

Osr.

The King Sir, bath laid that in a dozen passes be­

tweene you and him, hee shall not exceed you three hits;

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He hath one twelue for mine, and that would come to

imediate tryall, if your Lordship would vouchsafe the Answere.

Ham.

How if I answere no?

Osr.

I meane my Lord, the opposition of your person

in tryall.

Ham.
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Sir, I will walke heere in the Hall; if it please

his Maiestie, 'tis the breathing time of day with me; let

the Foyles bee brought, the Gentleman willing, and the

King hold his purpose; I will win for him if I can: if

not, Ile gaine nothing but my shame, and the odde hits.

Osr.
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Shall I redeliuer you ee'n so?

Ham.

To this effect Sir, after what flourish your na­

ture will.

Osr.

I commend my duty to your Lordship.

Ham.

Yours, yours; hee does well to commend it

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himselfe, there are no tongues else for's tongue.

Hor.

This Lapwing runs away with the shell on his

head.

Ham.

He did Complie with his Dugge before hee

suck't it: thus had he and mine more of the same Beauy

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that I know the drossie age dotes on; only got the tune of

the time, and outward habite of encounter, a kinde of

yesty collection, which carries them through & through

the most fond and winnowed opinions;and doe but blow

them to their tryalls: the Bubbles are out.

Hor.
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You will lose this wager, my Lord.

Ham.

I doe not thinke so, since he went into France,

I haue beene in continuall practice; I shall winne at the

oddes: but thou wouldest not thinke how all heere a­

bout my heart: but it is no matter.

Hor.
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Nay, good my Lord.

Ham.

It is but foolery; but it is such a kinde of

gain‑giuing as would perhaps trouble a woman.

Hor.

If your minde dislike any thing, obey. I will fore­

stall their repaire hither, and say you are not fit.

Ham.
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Not a whit, we defie Augury; there's a speciall

Prouidence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now,'tis not

to come: if it bee not come, it will bee now: if it

be not now; yet it will come; the readinesse is all, since no

man ha's ought of what he leaues. What is't to leaue be­

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times?

Enter King, Queene, Laertes and Lords, with other Atten­ dants with Foyles, and Gauntlets, a Table and Flagons of Wine on it. Kin. Come Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me. Ham. Giue me your pardon Sir, I'ue done you wrong, But pardon't as you are a Gentleman. This presence knowes,
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And you must needs haue heard how I am punisht With sore distraction? What I haue done That might your nature honour, and exception Roughly awake, I heere proclaime was madnesse: Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Neuer Hamlet.
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If Hamlet from himselfe be tane away: And when he's not himselfe, do's wrong Laertes, Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it: Who does it then? His Madnesse? If't be so, Hamlet is of the Faction that is wrong'd,
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His madnesse is poore Hamlets Enemy. Sir, in this Audience, Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd euill, Free me so farre in your most generous thoughts, That I haue shot mine Arrow o're the house,
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And hurt my Mother.
Laer. Iam satisfied in Nature, Whose motiue in this case should stirre me most To my Reuenge. But in my termes of Honor I stand aloofe, and will no reconcilement,
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Till by some elder Masters of knowne Honor, I haue a voyce, and president of peace To keepe my name vngorg'd. But till that time, I do receiue your offer'd loue like loue, And wil not wrong it.
Ham.
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I do embrace it freely, And will this Brothers wager frankely play. Giue vs the Foyles: Come on.
Laer. Come one for me. Ham. Ile be your foile Laertes, in mine ignorance,
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Your Skill shall like a starre i'th'darkest night, Sticke fiery off indeede.
Laer. You mocke me Sir. Ham. No by this hand. King. Giue them the Foyles yong Osricke,
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Cousen Hamlet, you know the wager.
Ham. Verie well my Lord, Your Grace hath laide the oddes a'th'weaker side. King. I do not feare it, I haue seene you both:
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But since he is better'd, we haue therefore oddes.
Laer. This is too heauy, Let me see another. Ham. This likes me well, These Foyles haue all a length. Prepare to play. Osricke.
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I my good Lord.
King. Set me the Stopes of wine vpon that Table: If Hamlet giue the first, or second hit, Or quit in answer of the third exchange, Let all the Battlements their Ordinance fire,
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The King shal drinke to Hamlets better breath, And in the Cup an vnion shal he throw Richer then that, which foure successiue Kings In Denmarkes Crowne haue worne. Giue me the Cups,
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And let the Kettle to the Trumpets speake, The Trumpet to the Cannoneer without, The Cannons to the Heauens, the Heauen to Earth, Now the King drinkes to Hamlet. Come, begin, And you the Iudges beare a wary eye.
Ham.
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Come on sir.
Laer. Come on sir. They play. Ham. One. Laer. No. Ham. Iudgement. Osr.
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A hit, a very palpable hit.
Laer. Well: againe. King. Stay, giue me drinke. Hamlet, this Pearle is thine, Here's to thy health. Giue him the cup. Trumpets sound, and shot goes off. Ham.
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Ile play this bout first, set by a‑while. Come: Another hit; what say you ?
Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confesse. King. Our Sonne shall win. Qu. He's fat, and scant of breath.
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Heere's a Napkin, rub thy browes, The Queene Carowses to thy fortune, Hamlet.
Ham. Good Madam. King. Gertrude, do not drinke. Qu. I will my Lord;
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I pray you pardon me.
King. It is the poyson'd Cup, it is too late. Ham. I dare not drinke yet Madam, By and by. Qu. Come, let me wipe thy face. Laer.
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My Lord, Ile hit him now.
King. I do not thinke't. Laer. And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience. Ham. Come, for the third. Laertes, you but dally,
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I pray you passe with your best violence, I am affear'd you make a wanton of me.
Laer. Say you so? Come on. Play. Osr. Nothing neither way. Laer. Haue at you now. In scuffling they change Rapiers. King.
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Part them, they are incens'd.
Ham. Nay come, againe. Osr. Looke to the Queene there hoa. Hor. They bleed on both sides. How is't my Lord? Osr. How is't Laertes? Laer.
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Why as a Woodcocke To mine Sprindge, Osricke, I am iustly kill'd with mine owne Treacherie.
Ham. How does the Queene? King. She sounds to see them bleede. Qu.
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No, no, the drinke, the drinke. Oh my deere Hamlet, the drinke, the drinke, I am poyson'd.
Ham. Oh Villany! How? Let the doore be lock'd. Treacherie, seeke it out. Laer.
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it is heere Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art slaine, No Medicine in the world can do thee good. In thee, there is not halfe an houre of life; The Treacherous Instrument is in thy hand,
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Vnbated and envenom'd: the foule practise Hath turn'd it selfe on me. Loe, heere I lye, Neuer to rise againe: Thy Mothers poyson'd: I can no more, the King, the King's too blame.
Ham. The point envenom'd too,
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Then venome to thy worke.
Hurts the King. All. Treason, Treason. King. O yet defend me Friends, I am but hurt. Ham. Heere thou incestuous, murdrous, Damned Dane, Drinke off this Potion: Is thy Vnion heere?
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Follow my Mother.
King Dyes. Laer. He is iustly seru'd. It is a poyson temp'red by himselfe: Exchange forgiuenesse with me, Noble Hamlet; Mine and ray Fathers death come not vpon thee,
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Nor thine on me.
Dyes. Ham. Heauen make thee free of it, I follow thee. I am dead Horatio, wretched Queene adiew, You that looke pale, and tremble at this chance, That are but Mutes or audience to this acte:
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Had I but time (as this fell Sergeant death Is strick'd in his Arrest) oh I could tell you. But let it be: Horatio, I am dead, Thou liu'st, report me and my causes right To the vnsatisfied.
Hor.
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Neuer beleeue it. I am more an Antike Roman then a Dane: Heere's yet some Liquor left.
Ham. As th'art a man, giue me the Cup. Let go, by Heauen Ile haue't.
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Oh good Horatio, what a wounded name, (Things standing thus vnknowne) shall liue behind me. If thou did'st euer hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicitie a while, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in paine,
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To tell my Storie. March afarre off, and shout within. What warlike noyse is this?
Enter Osricke. Osr. Yong Fortinbras, with conquest come frõ from Poland To th'Ambassadors of England giues this warlike volly. Ham. O I dye Horatio:
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The potent poyson quite ore‑crowes my spirit, I cannot liue to heare the Newes from England,' But I do prophesie th'election lights On Fortinbras, he ha's my dying voyce, So tell him with the occurrents more and lesse,
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Which haue solicited. The rest is silence, O, o, o, o.
Dyes Hora. Now cracke a Noble heart: Goodnight sweet Prince, And flights of Angels sing thee to thy rest, Why do's the Drumme come hither? Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassador, with Drumme, Colours, and Attendants. Fortin.
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Where is this sight?
Hor. What is it ye would see; If ought of woe, or wonder, cease your search. For. His quarry cries on hauocke. Oh proud death, What feast is toward in thine eternall Cell.
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That thou so many Princes, at a shoote, So bloodily hast strooke.
Amb. The sight is dismall, And our affaires from England come too late, The eares are senselesse that should giue vs hearing,
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To tell him his command'ment is fulfill'd, That Rosincrance and Guildensterne are dead: Where should we haue our thankes?
Hor. Not from his mouth, Had it th'abilitie of life to thanke you:
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He neuer gaue command'ment for their death. But since so iumpe vpon this bloodie question, You from the Polake warres, and you from England Are heere arriued. Giue order that these bodies High on a stage be placed to the view,
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And let me spcake to th'yet vnknowing world, How these things came about. So shall you heare Of carnall, bloudie, and vnnaturall acts, Of accidentall iudgements, casuall slaughters Of death's put on by cunning, and forc'd cause,
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And in this vp shot, purposes mistooke, Falne on the Inuentors heads. All this can I Truly deliuer.
For. Let vs hast to heare it, And call the Noblest to the Audience.
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For me, with sorrow, I embrace my Fortune, I haue some Rites of memory in this Kingdome, Which are ro to claime, my vantage doth Inuite me,
Hor. Of that I shall haue alwayes cause to speake,
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And from his mouth Whose voyce will draw on more: But let this same be presently perform'd, Euen whiles mens mindes are wilde, Lest more mischance
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On plots, and errors happen.
For. Let foure Captaines Beare Hamlet like a Soldier to the stage, For he was likely, had he beene put on To haue prou'd most royally:
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And for his passage, The Souldiours Musicke, and the rites of Warre Speake lowdly for him. Take vp the body; Such a fight as this Becomes the field, but heere shewes much amis.
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Go, bid the Souldiers shoote.
Exeunt Marching: after the which, a Peale of Ordenance are shot off.
 

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      <l n="3408">Oh royall knauery: An exact command,</l>
      <l n="3409">Larded with many seuerall sorts of reason;</l>
      <l n="3410">Importing Denmarks health, and Englands too,</l>
      <l n="3411">With hoo, such Bugges and Goblins in my life,</l>
      <l n="3412">that on the superuize no leasure bated,</l>
      <l n="3413">No not to stay the grinding of the Axe,</l>
      <l n="3414">My head should be struck off.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3415">Ist possible?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3416">Here's the Commission, read it at more leysure:</l>
      <l n="3417">But wilt thou heare me how I did proceed?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3418">I beseech you.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hem.</speaker>
      <l n="3419">Being thus benetted round with Villaines,</l>
      <l n="3420">Ere I could make a Prologue to my braines,</l>
      <l n="3421">They had begun the Play. I sate me downe,</l>
      <l n="3422">Deuis'd a new Commission, wrote it faire,</l>
      <l n="3423">I once did hold it as our Statists doe,</l>
      <l n="3424">A basenesse to write faire; and laboured much</l>
      <l n="3425">How to forget that learning: but Sir now,</l>
      <l n="3426">It did me Yeomans seruice: wilt thou know</l>
      <l n="3427">The effects of what I wrote?</l>
   </sp>
   <cb n="2"/>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3428">I, good my Lord.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3429">An earnest Coniuration from the King,</l>
      <l n="3430">As England was his faithfull Tributary,</l>
      <l n="3431">As loue betweene them, as the Palme should flourish,</l>
      <l n="3432">As Peace should still her wheaten Garland weare,</l>
      <l n="3433">And stand a Comma 'tweene their amities,</l>
      <l n="3434">And many such like Assis of great charge,</l>
      <l n="3435">That on the view and know of these Contents,</l>
      <l n="3436">Without debatement further, more or lesse,</l>
      <l n="3437">He should the bearers put to sodaine death,</l>
      <l n="3438">Not shriuing time allow<gap extent="1"
              unit="chars"
              reason="illegible"
              agent="hole"
              resp="#ES"/>d.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3439">How was this seal'd?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3440">Why, euen in that was Heauen ordinate;</l>
      <l n="3441">I had my fathers Signet in my Purse,</l>
      <l n="3442">Which was the Model of that Danish Seale:</l>
      <l n="3443">Folded the Writ vp in forme of the other,</l>
      <l n="3444">Subscrib'd it, gau't th'impression, plac't it safely,</l>
      <l n="3445">The changeling neuer knowne: Now, the next day</l>
      <l n="3446">Was our Sea fight, and what to this was sement,</l>
      <l n="3447">Thou know'st already.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3448">So Guildensterne and<hi rend="italic">Rosincrance,</hi>go too't.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3449">Why man, they did make loue to this imployment</l>
      <l n="3450">They are not neere my Conscience; their debate</l>
      <l n="3451">Doth by their owne insinuation grow:</l>
      <l n="3452">'Tis dangerous, when the baser nature comes</l>
      <l n="3453">Betweene the passe, and fell incensed points</l>
      <l n="3454">Of mighty opposites.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3455">Why, what a King is this?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3456">Does it not, thinkst thee, stand me now vpon</l>
      <l n="3457">He that hath kil'd my King, and whor'd my Mother,</l>
      <l n="3458">Pop t in betweene th'election and my hopes,</l>
      <l n="3459">Throwne out his Angle for my proper life,</l>
      <l n="3460">And with such coozenage; is't not perfect conscience,</l>
      <l n="3461">To quit him with this arme? And is't not to be damn'd</l>
      <l n="3462">To let this Canker of our nature come</l>
      <l n="3463">In further euill.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3464">It must be shortly knowne to him from England</l>
      <l n="3465">What is the issue of the businesse there.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3466">It will be short,</l>
      <l n="3467">The<hi rend="italic">interim's</hi>mine, and a mans life's no more</l>
      <l n="3468">Then to say one: but I am very sorry good<hi rend="italic">Horatio,</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="3469">That to<hi rend="italic">Laertes</hi>I forgot my selfe;</l>
      <l n="3470">For by the image of my Cause, I see</l>
      <l n="3471">The Portraiture of his; Ile count his fauours:</l>
      <l n="3472">But sure the brauery of his griefe did put me</l>
      <l n="3473">Into a Towring passion.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3474">Peace, who comes heere?</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter young Osricke.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <l n="3475">Your Lordship is right welcome back to Den­
      <lb rend="turnover"/>
         <pc rend="turnover">(</pc>marke.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3476">I humbly thank you Sir, dost know this waterflie?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3477">No my good Lord.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3478">Thy state is the more gracious; for'tis a vice to
      <lb n="3479"/>know him: he hath much Land, and fertile; let a Beast
      <lb n="3480"/>be Lord of Beasts, and his Crib shall stand at the Kings
      <lb n="3481"/>Messe; 'tis a Chowgh; but as I saw spacious in the pos­
      <lb n="3482"/>session of dirt.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3483">Sweet Lord, if your friendship were at leysure,
      <lb n="3484"/>I should impart a thing to you from his Maiesty.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3485">I will receiue it with all diligence of spirit; put
      <lb n="3486"/>your Bonet to his right vse,'tis for the head.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3487">I thanke your Lordship,'tis very hot.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3488">No, beleeue mee 'tis very cold, the winde is
      <lb n="3489"/>Northerly.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3490">It is indifferent cold my Lord indeed.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3491">Mee thinkes it is very soultry, and hot for my
      <lb n="3492"/>Complexion.</p>
   </sp>
   <pb facs="FFimg:axc0790-0.jpg" n="280"/>
   <cb n="1"/>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3493">Exceedingly, my Lord, it is very soutry, as 'twere
      <lb n="3494"/>I cannot tell how: but my Lord, his Maiesty bad me sig-
      <lb n="3495"/>nifie to you, that he ha's laid a great wager on your head:
      <lb n="3496"/>Sir, this is the matter.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3497">I beseech you remember.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3498">Nay, in good faith, for mine ease in good faith:
      <lb n="3499"/>Sir, you are not ignorant of what excellence<hi rend="italic">Laerles</hi>is at
      <lb n="3500"/>his weapon.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3501">What's his weapon?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3502">Rapier and dagger.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3503">That's two of his weapons; but well.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3504">The sir King ha's wag'd with him six Barbary Hor­
      <lb n="3505"/>ses, against the which he impon'd as I take it, sixe French
      <lb n="3506"/>Rapiers and Poniards, with their assignes, as Girdle,
      <lb n="3507"/>Hangers or so; three of the Carriages infaith are very
      <lb n="3508"/>deare to fancy, very responsiue to the hilts, most delicate
      <lb n="3509"/>carriages, and of very liberall conceit.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3510">What call you the Carriages?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3511">The Carriages Sir, are the hangers.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3512">The phrase would bee more Germaine to the
      <lb n="3513"/>matter: If we could carry Cannon by our sides; I would
      <lb n="3514"/>it might be Hangers till then; but on sixe Barbary Hor­
      <lb n="3515"/>ses against sixe French Swords: their Assignes, and three
      <lb n="3516"/>liberall conceited Carriages, that's the French but a­
      <lb n="3517"/>gainst the Danish; why is this impon'd as you call it?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3518">The King Sir, bath laid that in a dozen passes be­
      <lb n="3519"/>tweene you and him, hee shall not exceed you three hits;
      <lb n="3520"/>He hath one twelue for mine, and that would come to
      <lb n="3521"/>imediate tryall, if your Lordship would vouchsafe the Answere.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3522">How if I answere no?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3523">I meane my Lord, the opposition of your person
      <lb n="3524"/>in tryall.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3525">Sir, I will walke heere in the Hall; if it please
      <lb n="3526"/>his Maiestie, 'tis the breathing time of day with me; let
      <lb n="3527"/>the Foyles bee brought, the Gentleman willing, and the
      <lb n="3528"/>King hold his purpose; I will win for him if I can: if
      <lb n="3529"/>not, Ile gaine nothing but my shame, and the odde hits.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3530">Shall I redeliuer you ee'n so?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3531">To this effect Sir, after what flourish your na­
      <lb n="3532"/>ture will.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <p n="3533">I commend my duty to your Lordship.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3534">Yours, yours; hee does well to commend it
      <lb n="3535"/>himselfe, there are no tongues else for's tongue.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <p n="3536">This Lapwing runs away with the shell on his
      <lb n="3537"/>head.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3538">He did Complie with his Dugge before hee
      <lb n="3539"/>suck't it: thus had he and mine more of the same Beauy
      <lb n="3540"/>that I know the drossie age dotes on; only got the tune of
      <lb n="3541"/>the time, and outward habite of encounter, a kinde of
      <lb n="3542"/>yesty collection, which carries them through &amp; through
      <lb n="3543"/>the most fond and winnowed opinions;and doe but blow
      <lb n="3544"/>them to their tryalls: the Bubbles are out.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <p n="3545">You will lose this wager, my Lord.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3546">I doe not thinke so, since he went into France,
      <lb n="3547"/>I haue beene in continuall practice; I shall winne at the
      <lb n="3548"/>oddes: but thou wouldest not thinke how all heere a­
      <lb n="3549"/>bout my heart: but it is no matter.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <p n="3550">Nay, good my Lord.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3551">It is but foolery; but it is such a kinde of
      <lb n="3552"/>gain‑giuing as would perhaps trouble a woman.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <p n="3553">If your minde dislike any thing, obey. I will fore­
      <lb n="3554"/>stall their repaire hither, and say you are not fit.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <p n="3555">Not a whit, we defie Augury; there's a speciall
      <lb n="3556"/>Prouidence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now,'tis not
      <lb n="3557"/>to come: if it bee not come, it will bee now: if it<cb n="2"/>
         
      <lb n="3558"/>be not now; yet it will come; the readinesse is all, since no
      <lb n="3559"/>man ha's ought of what he leaues. What is't to leaue be­
      <lb n="3560"/>times?</p>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter King, Queene, Laertes and Lords, with other Atten­
      <lb/>dants with Foyles, and Gauntlets, a Table and
      <lb/>Flagons of Wine on it.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="3561">Come<hi rend="italic">Hamlet,</hi>come, and take this hand from me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3562">Giue me your pardon Sir, I'ue done you wrong,</l>
      <l n="3563">But pardon't as you are a Gentleman.</l>
      <l n="3564">This presence knowes,</l>
      <l n="3565">And you must needs haue heard how I am punisht</l>
      <l n="3566">With sore distraction? What I haue done</l>
      <l n="3567">That might your nature honour, and exception</l>
      <l n="3568">Roughly awake, I heere proclaime was madnesse:</l>
      <l n="3569">Was't<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>wrong'd<hi rend="italic">Laertes</hi>? Neuer<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>.</l>
      <l n="3570">If<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>from himselfe be tane away:</l>
      <l n="3571">And when he's not himselfe, do's wrong<hi rend="italic">Laertes</hi>,</l>
      <l n="3572">Then<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>does it not,<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>denies it:</l>
      <l n="3573">Who does it then? His Madnesse? If't be so,</l>
      <l n="3574">
         <hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>is of the Faction that is wrong'd,</l>
      <l n="3575">His madnesse is poore<hi rend="italic">Hamlets</hi>Enemy.</l>
      <l n="3576">Sir, in this Audience,</l>
      <l n="3577">Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd euill,</l>
      <l n="3578">Free me so farre in your most generous thoughts,</l>
      <l n="3579">That I haue shot mine Arrow o're the house,</l>
      <l n="3580">And hurt my Mother.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3581">Iam satisfied in Nature,</l>
      <l n="3582">Whose motiue in this case should stirre me most</l>
      <l n="3583">To my Reuenge. But in my termes of Honor</l>
      <l n="3584">I stand aloofe, and will no reconcilement,</l>
      <l n="3585">Till by some elder Masters of knowne Honor,</l>
      <l n="3586">I haue a voyce, and president of peace</l>
      <l n="3587">To keepe my name vngorg'd. But till that time,</l>
      <l n="3588">I do receiue your offer'd loue like loue,</l>
      <l n="3589">And wil not wrong it.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3590">I do embrace it freely,</l>
      <l n="3591">And will this Brothers wager frankely play.</l>
      <l n="3592">Giue vs the Foyles: Come on.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3593">Come one for me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3594">Ile be your foile<hi rend="italic">Laertes</hi>, in mine ignorance,</l>
      <l n="3595">Your Skill shall like a starre i'th'darkest night,</l>
      <l n="3596">Sticke fiery off indeede.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3597">You mocke me Sir.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3598">No by this hand.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3599">Giue them the Foyles yong<hi rend="italic">Osricke,</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="3600">Cousen<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>, you know the wager.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3601">Verie well my Lord,</l>
      <l n="3602">Your Grace hath laide the oddes a'th'weaker side.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3603">I do not feare it,</l>
      <l n="3604">I haue seene you both:</l>
      <l n="3605">But since he is better'd, we haue therefore oddes.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3606">This is too heauy,</l>
      <l n="3607">Let me see another.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3608">This likes me well,</l>
      <l n="3609">These Foyles haue all a length.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Prepare to play.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osricke.</speaker>
      <l n="3610">I my good Lord.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3611">Set me the Stopes of wine vpon that Table:</l>
      <l n="3612">If<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>giue the first, or second hit,</l>
      <l n="3613">Or quit in answer of the third exchange,</l>
      <l n="3614">Let all the Battlements their Ordinance fire,</l>
      <l n="3615">The King shal drinke to<hi rend="italic">Hamlets</hi>better breath,</l>
      <l n="3616">And in the Cup an vnion shal he throw</l>
      <l n="3617">Richer then that, which foure successiue Kings</l>
      <l n="3618">In Denmarkes Crowne haue worne.</l>
      <pb facs="FFimg:axc0791-0.jpg" n="281"/>
      <cb n="1"/>
      <l n="3619">Giue me the Cups,</l>
      <l n="3620">And let the Kettle to the Trumpets speake,</l>
      <l n="3621">The Trumpet to the Cannoneer without,</l>
      <l n="3622">The Cannons to the Heauens, the Heauen to Earth,</l>
      <l n="3623">Now the King drinkes to<hi rend="italic">Hamlet.</hi>Come, begin,</l>
      <l n="3624">And you the Iudges beare a wary eye.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3625">Come on sir.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3626">Come on sir.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">They play.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3627">One.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3628">No.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3629">Iudgement.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <l n="3630">A hit, a very palpable hit.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3631">Well: againe.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3632">Stay, giue me drinke.</l>
      <l n="3633">
         <hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>, this Pearle is thine,</l>
      <l n="3634">Here's to thy health. Giue him the cup.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Trumpets sound, and shot goes off.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3635">Ile play this bout first, set by a‑while.</l>
      <l n="3636">Come: Another hit; what say you<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3637">A touch, a touch, I do confesse.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3638">Our Sonne shall win.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ger">
      <speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
      <l n="3639">He's fat, and scant of breath.</l>
      <l n="3640">Heere's a Napkin, rub thy browes,</l>
      <l n="3641">The Queene Carowses to thy fortune,<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3642">Good Madam.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3643">
         <hi rend="italic">Gertrude</hi>, do not drinke.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ger">
      <speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
      <l n="3644">I will my Lord;</l>
      <l n="3645">I pray you pardon me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3646">It is the poyson'd Cup, it is too late.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3647">I dare not drinke yet Madam,</l>
      <l n="3648">By and by.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ger">
      <speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
      <l n="3649">Come, let me wipe thy face.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3650">My Lord, Ile hit him now.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3651">I do not thinke't.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3652">And yet 'tis almost 'gainst my conscience.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3653">Come, for the third.</l>
      <l n="3654">
         <hi rend="italic">Laertes</hi>, you but dally,</l>
      <l n="3655">I pray you passe with your best violence,</l>
      <l n="3656">I am affear'd you make a wanton of me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3657">Say you so? Come on.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Play.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <l n="3658">Nothing neither way.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3659">Haue at you now.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">In scuffling they change Rapiers.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3660">Part them, they are incens'd.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3661">Nay come, againe.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <l n="3662">Looke to the Queene there hoa.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3663">They bleed on both sides. How is't my Lord?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <l n="3664">How is't<hi rend="italic">Laertes</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3665">Why as a Woodcocke</l>
      <l n="3666">To mine Sprindge,<hi rend="italic">Osricke</hi>,</l>
      <l n="3667">I am iustly kill'd with mine owne Treacherie.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3668">How does the Queene?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3669">She sounds to see them bleede.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ger">
      <speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
      <l n="3670">No, no, the drinke, the drinke.</l>
      <l n="3671">Oh my deere<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>, the drinke, the drinke,</l>
      <l n="3672">I am poyson'd.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3673">Oh Villany! How? Let the doore be lock'd.</l>
      <l n="3674">Treacherie, seeke it out.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3675">it is heere<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>.</l>
      <l n="3676">
         <hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>, thou art slaine,</l>
      <l n="3677">No Medicine in the world can do thee good.</l>
      <l n="3678">In thee, there is not halfe an houre of life;</l>
      <l n="3679">The Treacherous Instrument is in thy hand,</l>
      <l n="3680">Vnbated and envenom'd: the foule practise</l>
      <l n="3681">Hath turn'd it selfe on me. Loe, heere I lye,</l>
      <l n="3682">Neuer to rise againe: Thy Mothers poyson'd:</l>
      <cb n="2"/>
      <l n="3683">I can no more, the King, the King's too blame.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3684">The point envenom'd too,</l>
      <l n="3685">Then venome to thy worke.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Hurts the King.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-all">
      <speaker rend="italic">All.</speaker>
      <l n="3686">Treason, Treason.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-cla">
      <speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
      <l n="3687">O yet defend me Friends, I am but hurt.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3688">Heere thou incestuous, murdrous,
      <lb/>Damned Dane,</l>
      <l n="3689">Drinke off this Potion: Is thy Vnion heere?</l>
      <l n="3690">Follow my Mother.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">King Dyes.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-lae">
      <speaker rend="italic">Laer.</speaker>
      <l n="3691">He is iustly seru'd.</l>
      <l n="3692">It is a poyson temp'red by himselfe:</l>
      <l n="3693">Exchange forgiuenesse with me, Noble<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>;</l>
      <l n="3694">Mine and ray Fathers death come not vpon thee,</l>
      <l n="3695">Nor thine on me.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Dyes.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3696">Heauen make thee free of it, I follow thee.</l>
      <l n="3697">I am dead<hi rend="italic">Horatio</hi>, wretched Queene adiew,</l>
      <l n="3698">You that looke pale, and tremble at this chance,</l>
      <l n="3699">That are but Mutes or audience to this acte:</l>
      <l n="3700">Had I but time (as this fell Sergeant death</l>
      <l n="3701">Is strick'd in his Arrest) oh I could tell you.</l>
      <l n="3702">But let it be:<hi rend="italic">Horatio,</hi>I am dead,</l>
      <l n="3703">Thou liu'st, report me and my causes right</l>
      <l n="3704">To the vnsatisfied.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3705">Neuer beleeue it.</l>
      <l n="3706">I am more an Antike Roman then a Dane:</l>
      <l n="3707">Heere's yet some Liquor left.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3708">As th'art a man, giue me the Cup.</l>
      <l n="3709">Let go, by Heauen Ile haue't.</l>
      <l n="3710">Oh good<hi rend="italic">Horatio</hi>, what a wounded name,</l>
      <l n="3711">(Things standing thus vnknowne) shall liue behind me.</l>
      <l n="3712">If thou did'st euer hold me in thy heart,</l>
      <l n="3713">Absent thee from felicitie a while,</l>
      <l n="3714">And in this harsh world draw thy breath in paine,</l>
      <l n="3715">To tell my Storie.</l>
      <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">March afarre off, and shout within.</stage>
      <l n="3716">What warlike noyse is this?</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Osricke.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-osr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Osr.</speaker>
      <l n="3717">Yong<hi rend="italic">Fortinbras</hi>, with conquest come<choice>
            <abbr>frõ</abbr>
            <expan>from</expan>
         </choice>Poland</l>
      <l n="3718">To th'Ambassadors of England giues this warlike volly.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-ham">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
      <l n="3719">O I dye<hi rend="italic">Horatio:</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="3720">The potent poyson quite ore‑crowes my spirit,</l>
      <l n="3721">I cannot liue to heare the Newes from England,'</l>
      <l n="3722">But I do prophesie th'election lights</l>
      <l n="3723">On<hi rend="italic">Fortinbras</hi>, he ha's my dying voyce,</l>
      <l n="3724">So tell him with the occurrents more and lesse,</l>
      <l n="3725">Which haue solicited. The rest is silence, O, o, o, o.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic inline" type="business">Dyes</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hora.</speaker>
      <l n="3726">Now cracke a Noble heart:</l>
      <l n="3727">Goodnight sweet Prince,</l>
      <l n="3728">And flights of Angels sing thee to thy rest,</l>
      <l n="3729">Why do's the Drumme come hither?</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassador, with Drumme,
      <lb/>Colours, and Attendants.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-ham-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Fortin.</speaker>
      <l n="3730">Where is this sight?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3731">What is it ye would see;</l>
      <l n="3732">If ought of woe, or wonder, cease your search.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">For.</speaker>
      <l n="3733">His quarry cries on hauocke. Oh proud death,</l>
      <l n="3734">What feast is toward in thine eternall Cell.</l>
      <l n="3735">That thou so many Princes, at a shoote,</l>
      <l n="3736">So bloodily hast strooke.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-amb">
      <speaker rend="italic">Amb.</speaker>
      <l n="3737">The sight is dismall,</l>
      <l n="3738">And our affaires from England come too late,</l>
      <l n="3739">The eares are senselesse that should giue vs hearing,</l>
      <l n="3740">To tell him his command'ment is fulfill'd,</l>
      <pb facs="FFimg:axc0792-0.jpg" n="280"/>
      <cb n="1"/>
      <l n="3741">That<hi rend="italic">Rosincrance</hi>and<hi rend="italic">Guildensterne</hi>are dead:</l>
      <l n="3742">Where should we haue our thankes?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3743">Not from his mouth,</l>
      <l n="3744">Had it th'abilitie of life to thanke you:</l>
      <l n="3745">He neuer gaue command'ment for their death.</l>
      <l n="3746">But since so iumpe vpon this bloodie question,</l>
      <l n="3747">You from the Polake warres, and you from England</l>
      <l n="3748">Are heere arriued. Giue order that these bodies</l>
      <l n="3749">High on a stage be placed to the view,</l>
      <l n="3750">And let me spcake to th'yet vnknowing world,</l>
      <l n="3751">How these things came about. So shall you heare</l>
      <l n="3752">Of carnall, bloudie, and vnnaturall acts,</l>
      <l n="3753">Of accidentall iudgements, casuall slaughters</l>
      <l n="3754">Of death's put on by cunning, and forc'd cause,</l>
      <l n="3755">And in this vp shot, purposes mistooke,</l>
      <l n="3756">Falne on the Inuentors heads. All this can I</l>
      <l n="3757">Truly deliuer.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">For.</speaker>
      <l n="3758">Let vs hast to heare it,</l>
      <l n="3759">And call the Noblest to the Audience.</l>
      <l n="3760">For me, with sorrow, I embrace my Fortune,</l>
      <l n="3761">I haue some Rites of memory in this Kingdome,</l>
      <cb n="2"/>
      <l n="3762">Which are<choice>
            <orig>ro</orig>
            <corr>to</corr>
         </choice>claime, my vantage doth</l>
      <l n="3763">Inuite me,</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-hor">
      <speaker rend="italic">Hor.</speaker>
      <l n="3764">Of that I shall haue alwayes cause to speake,</l>
      <l n="3765">And from his mouth</l>
      <l n="3766">Whose voyce will draw on more:</l>
      <l n="3767">But let this same be presently perform'd,</l>
      <l n="3768">Euen whiles mens mindes are wilde,</l>
      <l n="3769">Lest more mischance</l>
      <l n="3770">On plots, and errors happen.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-ham-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">For.</speaker>
      <l n="3771">Let foure Captaines</l>
      <l n="3772">Beare<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>like a Soldier to the stage,</l>
      <l n="3773">For he was likely, had he beene put on</l>
      <l n="3774">To haue prou'd most royally:</l>
      <l n="3775">And for his passage,</l>
      <l n="3776">The Souldiours Musicke, and the rites of Warre</l>
      <l n="3777">Speake lowdly for him.</l>
      <l n="3778">Take vp the body; Such a fight as this</l>
      <l n="3779">Becomes the field, but heere shewes much amis.</l>
      <l n="3780">Go, bid the Souldiers shoote.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt Marching: after the which, a Peale of
      <lb/>Ordenance are shot off.</stage>
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