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<div type="scene" n="4" rend="notPresent">
<head type="supplied">[Act 3, Scene 4]</head>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Queene and Polonius.</stage>
<sp who="#F-ham-pol">
<speaker rend="italic">Pol.</speaker>
<l n="2295">He will come straight:</l>
<l n="2296">Looke you lay home to him,</l>
<l n="2297">Tell him his prankes haue been too broad to beare with,</l>
<l n="2298">And that your Grace hath<choice>
<orig>scree'nd</orig>
<corr>screen'd</corr>
</choice>, and stoode betweene</l>
<l n="2299">Much heate, and him. Ile silence me e'ene heere:</l>
<l n="2300">Pray you be round with him.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<stage rend="italic inline">within.</stage>
<l n="2301">Mother, mother, mother.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2302">Ile warrant you, feare me not.</l>
<l n="2303">Withdraw, I heare him comming.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Hamlet.</stage>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2304">Now Mother, what's the matter?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2305">
<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>, thou hast thy Father much offended.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2306">Mother, you haue my Father much offended.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2307">Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2308">Go, go, you question with an idle tongue.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2309">Why how now<hi rend="italic">Hamlet?</hi>
</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2310">Whats the matter now?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2311">Haue you forgot me?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2312">No by the Rood, not so:</l>
<l n="2313">You are the Queene, your Husbands Brothers wife,</l>
<l n="2314">But would you were not so. You are my Mother.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2315">Nay, then Ile set those to you that can speake.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2316">Come, come, and sit you downe, you shall not
<lb/>boudge:</l>
<l n="2317">You go not till I set you vp a glasse,</l>
<l n="2318">Where you may see the inmost part of you?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2319">What Wilt thou do? thou wilt not murther me?</l>
<l n="2320">Helpe, helpe, hoa.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-pol">
<speaker rend="italic">Pol.</speaker>
<l n="2321">What hoa, helpe, helpe, helpe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2322">How now, a Rat? dead for a Ducate, dead.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-pol">
<speaker rend="italic">Pol.</speaker>
<l n="2323">Oh I am slaine.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Killes Polonius.</stage>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2324">Oh me, what hast thou done?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2325">Nay I know not, is it he King?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2326">Oh what a rash, and bloody deed is this?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2327">A bloody deed, almost as bad good Mother,</l>
<l n="2328">As kill a King, and marrie with his Brother.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2329">As kill a King?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2330">I Lady, 'twas my word.</l>
<l n="2331">Thou wretched, rash, intruding foole farewell,</l>
<l n="2332">I tooke thee for thy Betters, take thy Fortune,</l>
<l n="2333">Thou find'st to be too busie, is some danger.</l>
<l n="2334">Leaue wringing of your hands, peace, sit you downe,</l>
<l n="2335">And let me wring your heart, for so I shall</l>
<l n="2336">If it be made of penetrable stuffe;</l>
<l n="2337">If damned Custome haue not braz'd it so,</l>
<l n="2338">That it is proofe and bulwarke against Sense.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2339">What haue I done, that thou dar'st wag thy tong,</l>
<l n="2340">In noise so rude against me?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2341">Such an Act</l>
<l n="2342">That blurres the grace and blush of Modestie,</l>
<l n="2343">Cals Vertue Hypocrite, takes off the Rose</l>
<l n="2344">From the faire forehead of an innocent loue,</l>
<l n="2345">And makes a blister there. Makes marriage vowes</l>
<l n="2346">As false as Dicers Oathes. Oh such a deed,</l>
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<l n="2347">As from the body of Contraction pluckes</l>
<l n="2348">The very soule, and sweete Religion makes</l>
<l n="2349">A rapsidie of words. Heauens face doth glow,</l>
<l n="2350">Yea this solidity and compound masse,</l>
<l n="2351">With tristfull visage as against the doome,</l>
<l n="2352">Is thought‑sicke at the act.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<p n="2353">Aye me; what act; that roares so lowd, & thun
<lb n="2354"/>ders in the Index.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2355">Looke heere vpon this Picture, and on this,</l>
<l n="2356">The counterfet presentment of two Brothers:</l>
<l n="2357">See what a grace was seated on his Brow,</l>
<l n="2358">
<hi rend="italic">Hyperions</hi>curles, the front of Ioue himselfe,</l>
<l n="2359">An eye like Mars, to threaten or command</l>
<l n="2360">A Station, like the Heraland Mercurie</l>
<l n="2361">New lighted on a heauen‑kissing hill:</l>
<l n="2362">A Combination, and a forme indeed,</l>
<l n="2363">Where euery God did seeme to set his Seale,</l>
<l n="2364">To giue the world assurance of a man.</l>
<l n="2365">This was your Husband. Looke you now what followes.</l>
<l n="2366">Heere is your Husband, like a Mildew'd eare</l>
<l n="2367">Blasting his wholsom breath. Haue you eyes?</l>
<l n="2368">Could you on this faire Mountaine leaue to feed,</l>
<l n="2369">And batten on this Moore<c rend="italic">?</c>Ha? Haue you eyes?</l>
<l n="2370">You cannot call it Loue: For at your age,</l>
<l n="2371">The hey‑day in the blood is tame, it's humble,</l>
<l n="2372">And waites vpon the Iudgement: and what Iudgement</l>
<l n="2373">Would step from this, to this? What diuell was't,</l>
<l n="2374">That thus hath cousend yon at hoodman‑blinde?</l>
<l n="2375">O Shame! where is thy Blush? Rebellious Hell,</l>
<l n="2376">If thou canst mutine in a Matrons bones,</l>
<l n="2377">To flaming youth, let Vertue be as waxe,</l>
<l n="2378">And melt in her owne fire. Prodaime no shame,</l>
<l n="2379">When the compulsiue Ardure giues the charge,</l>
<l n="2380">Since Frost it selfe, as actiuely doth burne,</l>
<l n="2381">As Reason panders Will.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2382">O<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>, speake no more.</l>
<l n="2383">Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soule,</l>
<l n="2384">And there I see such blacke and grained spots,</l>
<l n="2385">As will not leaue their Tinct.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2386">Nay, but to liue</l>
<l n="2387">In the ranke sweat of an enseamed bed,</l>
<l n="2388">Stew'd in Corruption; honying and making loue</l>
<l n="2389">Ouer the nasty Stye.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2390">Oh speake to me no more,</l>
<l n="2391">These words like Daggers enter in mine eares.</l>
<l n="2392">No more sweet<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2393">A Murderer, and a Villaine:</l>
<l n="2394">A Slaue, that is not twentieth<choice>
<orig>patt</orig>
<corr>part</corr>
</choice>the tythe</l>
<l n="2395">Of your precedent Lord. A vice of Kings,</l>
<l n="2396">A Cutpurse of the Empire and the Rule.</l>
<l n="2397">That from a shelfe, the precious Diadem stole,</l>
<l n="2398">And put it in his Pocket.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2399">No more.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Ghost.</stage>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2400">A King of shreds and patches.</l>
<l n="2401">Saue me; and houer o're me with your wings</l>
<l n="2402">You heauenly Guards. What would you gracious figure?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2403">Alas he's mad.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2404">Do you not come your tardy Sonne to chide,</l>
<l n="2405">That laps't in Time and Passion, lets go by</l>
<l n="2406">Th'important acting of your dread command? Oh say.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-gho">
<speaker rend="italic">Ghost.</speaker>
<l n="2407">Do not forget: this Visitation</l>
<l n="2408">Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.</l>
<l n="2409">But looke, Amazement on thy Mother sits;</l>
<l n="2410">O step betweene her, and her fighting Soule,</l>
<l n="2411">Conceit in weakest bodies, strongest workes.</l>
<cb n="2"/>
<l n="2412">Speake to her<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2413">How is it with you Lady?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2414">Alas, how is't with you?</l>
<l n="2415">That you bend your eye on vacancie,</l>
<l n="2416">And with their corporall ayre do hold discourse.</l>
<l n="2417">Forth at your eyes, your spirits wildely peepe,</l>
<l n="2418">And as the sleeping Soldiours in th'Alarme,</l>
<l n="2419">Your bedded haire, like life in excrements,</l>
<l n="2420">Start vp, and stand an end. Oh gentle Sonne,</l>
<l n="2421">Vpon the heate and flame of thy distemper</l>
<l n="2422">Sprinkle coole patience. Whereon do you looke?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2423">On him, on him: look you how pale he glares.</l>
<l n="2424">His forme and cause conioyn'd, preaching to stones,</l>
<l n="2425">Would make them capeable. Do not looke vpon me,</l>
<l n="2426">Least with this pitteous action you conuert</l>
<l n="2427">My sterne effects: then what I haue to do,</l>
<l n="2428">Will want true colour; teares perchance for blood.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2429">To who do you speake this?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2430">Do you see nothing there?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2431">Nothing at all, yet all that is I see.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2432">Nor did you nothing heare?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2433">No, nothing but our selues.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2434">Why look you there: looke how it steals away:</l>
<l n="2435">My Father in his habite, as he liued,</l>
<l n="2436">Look where he goes euen now out at the Portall.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2437">This is the very coynage of your Braine,</l>
<l n="2438">This bodilesse Creation extasie is very cunning in.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2439">Exctasie<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
<l n="2440">My Pulse as yours doth temperately keepe time,</l>
<l n="2441">And makes as healthful Musicke. it is not madnesse</l>
<l n="2442">That I haue vttered; bring me to the Test</l>
<l n="2443">And I the matter will re‑word . which madnesse</l>
<l n="2444">Would gamboll from. Mother, for loue of Grace,</l>
<l n="2445">Lay not a flattering Vnction to your soule,</l>
<l n="2446">That not your trespasse, but my madnesse speakes;</l>
<l n="2447">It will but skin and f<gap extent="2"
unit="chars"
reason="illegible"
agent="PartiallyInkedType"
resp="#ES"/>me the Vlcerous place,</l>
<l n="2448">Whil'st ranke Corruption mining all within,</l>
<l n="2449">Infects vnseene. Confesse your selfe to Heauen,</l>
<l n="2450">Repent what's past, auoyd what is to come,</l>
<l n="2451">And do not spred the Compost or the Weedes,</l>
<l n="2452">To make them ranke. Forgiue me this my Vertue,</l>
<l n="2453">For in the fatnesse of this pursie times,</l>
<l n="2454">Vertue it selfe, of Vice must pardon begge,</l>
<l n="2455">Yea courb, and woe, for leaue to do him good.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2456">Oh<hi rend="italic">Hamlet</hi>,</l>
<l n="2457">Thou hast cleft my heart in twaine.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2458">O throw away the worser past of it,</l>
<l n="2459">And liue the purer with the other halfe.</l>
<l n="2460">Good night, but go not to mine Vnkles bed,</l>
<l n="2461">Assume a Vertue, if you haue it not, refraine to night,</l>
<l n="2462">And that shall lend a kinde of easinesse</l>
<l n="2463">To the next abstinence. Once more goodnight,</l>
<l n="2464">And when you are desirous o be blest,<note resp="#ES">An ink mark follows the end of this line.</note>
</l>
<l n="2465">Ile blessing begge of you. For this fame Lord,</l>
<l n="2466">I do repent: but heauen hath pleased it so,</l>
<l n="2467">To punish me with this, and this with me,</l>
<l n="2468">That I must be their Scourge and Minister.</l>
<l n="2469">I will bestow him, and will answer well</l>
<l n="2470">The death I gaue him: so againe, good night,</l>
<l n="2471">I must be cruell, onely to be kinde;</l>
<l n="2472">Thus bad begins, and worse remaines behinde.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2473">What shall I do?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2474">Not this by no meanes that I bid you do:</l>
<l n="2475">Let the blunt King tempt you againe to bed,</l>
<l n="2476">Pinch Wanton on your cheeke, call you his Mouse,</l>
<l n="2477">And let him for a paire of reechie kisses,</l>
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<l n="2478">Or padling in your necke with his damn'd Fingers,</l>
<l n="2479">Make you to rauell all this matter out,</l>
<l n="2480">That I essentially am not in madnesse,</l>
<l n="2481">But made in craft. 'Twere good you let him know,</l>
<l n="2482">For who that's but a Queene, faire, sober, wise,</l>
<l n="2483">Would from a Paddocke, from a Bat, a Gibbe,</l>
<l n="2484">Such deere concernings hide, Who would do so,</l>
<l n="2485">No in despight of Sense and Secrecie,</l>
<l n="2486">Vnpegge the Basket on the houses top:</l>
<l n="2487">Let the Birds flye, and like the famous Ape</l>
<l n="2488">To try Conclusions in the Basket, creepe</l>
<l n="2489">And breake your owne necke downe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2490">Be thou assur'd, if words be made of breath,</l>
<l n="2491">And breath of life: I haue no life to breath</l>
<l n="2492">What thou hast saide to me.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2493">I must to England, you know that?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ger">
<speaker rend="italic">Qu.</speaker>
<l n="2494">Alacke I had forgot: 'Tis so concluded on.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-ham-ham">
<speaker rend="italic">Ham.</speaker>
<l n="2495">This man shall set me packing:</l>
<l n="2496">Ile lugge the Guts into the Neighbor roome,</l>
<l n="2497">Mother goodnight. Indeede this Counsellor</l>
<l n="2498">Is now most still, most secret, and most graue,</l>
<l n="2499">Who was in life, a foolish prating Knaue.</l>
<l n="2500">Come sir, to draw toward an end with you.</l>
<l n="2501">Good night Mother.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="mixed">Exit Hamlet tugging in Polonius.</stage>
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