Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ham. What warlike noyse is this?
Ham. Enter Osricke.
Osr. Osr.
Osr. Yong Fortinbras, with conquest come frõ from Poland
Osr. To th'Ambassadors of England giues this warlike volly.
Ham. Ham.
Ham. O I dye Horatio:
Ham. The potent poyson quite ore‑crowes my spirit,
Ham. I cannot liue to heare the Newes from England,'
Ham. But I do prophesie th'election lights
Ham. On Fortinbras, he ha's my dying voyce,
Ham. So tell him with the occurrents more and lesse,
Ham. Which haue solicited. The rest is silence, O, o, o, o.
Ham. Dyes
Hora. Hora.
Hora. Now cracke a Noble heart:
Hora. Goodnight sweet Prince,
Hora. And flights of Angels sing thee to thy rest,
Hora. Why do's the Drumme come hither?
Hora. Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassador, with Drumme,