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With funeral praises do adorn thy tomb!
Rom. In faith, I will:-Let me peruse this
[The boy whistles. The boy gives warning, something doth approach. Mercutio's kinsman, noble county Paris :
What cursed foot wanders this way to-night, What said my man, when my beiossed soul - To cross my obsequies, and true-love's riies? Did not attend him as we rode? I think, Emil What, with a torch! muflle me, night, a while. He told me, Paris should have married Juliet:
[Retires. Said he not so? or did I dream it so? Enter Romeo and Balthazar, wilh a lorch, mal- To think it was so?-o, give me thy hand,
Or am I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet,
One writ with me in sour missortune's book!
A grave? O, no; a lantern, slaughter'd youth,
This vault a feasting presence* full of light. Give me the light: Upon thy life I charge thee, Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd. Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof,
(Laying Paris in the monument, And do not interrupt me in my course.
How oft when men are at the point of death 2. Why I descend into this bed of death,
Have they been inerry? which their keepers call Is, partly, to behold my lady's face:
A lightning before death: 0, how may I But, chiefly, to take hence from her dead finger Call this a lightning ?-0, my love! my wise ! A precious ring; a ring that I must use
Death that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, In dear employment :1 therefore hence, be gone :- Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : But if thou, jealous, dost relurn to pry
Thou art not conquerd; beauty's ensign yet In what I further shall intend to do,
Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint,
And death's pale flag is not advanced there.And strew this hungry church-yard with thy limbs: Tybalt, liest thou there in ihy bloody sheet ? The time and my intents are savage-wild ;
0, what more favour can I do to thee, More fierce, and more inexorable far,
Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain,
To sunder his that was thine enemy?
That unsubstantial death is amorous;
Bal. For all this same, I'll hide me hereabout; Thce here in dark to be his paramour?
Rom. Thou détestable maw, thou womb of death, And never from this palace of dim night
With worms that are thy chambermaids; O, here [Breaking open the door of the monument. Will I set up my everlasting rest ; igenAnd, in despite, l'il cram thee with more food. And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars .Par. This is that banish'd haughty Montague,
From this world-wearied fish.-Eyes, look your That murder'd my love's cousin ;-with which grief,
last! It is supposed the fair creature died ;
Arms, take your last embrace ! and lips, O you And here is come to do some villanous shame The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss To the dead bodies: I will apprehend him. A dateless bargain to engrossing death !
(Advances. Come, bitter conduct,' come, unsavoury guide!
Here's to my love!-(Drinks.] 0, true apothecary !
Enter at the other and of the church-yard, Friat
Laurence, with a lantern, crow, and spade.
Have my old feet stumbled at graves ?-Who’s
Bal. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows
Fri. Bliss be upon you! Tell me, good my fricid,
What torch is yond', that vninly lends his light
To grubs and eyeless skulls ? as I discern,
Bal. It doth so, holy sir ; and there's my master,
Who is it!
Fri. How long hath he been there?
(3) The allusion is to a louvre or turret full of (1) i. e. Action of importance. olan
windows, by means of which ancient halls, &c. are (2) I do refuse to do as thou conjurest me to do, illuminated. in e, depart.
(4) Presence-chamber. (5) Conductor. TOL. IL
and weeps :
Full half an hour. 1 Watch. Hold him in safety, till the prince cons Fri. Go with me to the vault.
I dare not, sir: My master knows not, but I am gone hence;
Enter another Watchman, with Friar Laurence. And tcarfully did menace me with death,
3 Walch. Here is a friar, that trembles, sigts, If I did stay to look on his intents. Fri. Stay then, I'll go alone :-Fear comes upon We took this mattock and this spade from him,
As he was coming from this church-yard side. 0, much I fear some ill unlucky thing.
1 Watch. A great suspicion; Stay the friar too. Bal. As I did sleep under this yew-tree here, I dreamt my master and another fought,
Entet the Prince and Allendants.
Prince. What misadventure is so early up, Alack, alack, what blood is this, which stains That calls our person from our morning's rest? The stony entrance of this sepulchre ?-What mean these masterless and gory swords
Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, and chers. To lie discolour'd by this place of peace ?
Cap. What should it be, that they so shrich [Enters the monument.
abroad? Romeo! 0, pale!-Who else? what, Paris too ? La. Cap. The people in the street cry-Romeo, And steep'd in blood ?-Ah, what an unkind hour
Some-Júliçi, and some-Paris ; and all run, Is guilty of this lamentable chance !
With open outcry toward our monument. The lady stirs. (Juliet wakes and stirs.
Prince. What fear is this, which startles in our Ju. 0, comfortable friar! where is my lord ?
ears? I do remember well where I should be,
1 Watch. Sovereign, here lies the county Paris And there I am:-Where is my Romeo ?
(.Noise within. And Romeo dead; and Juliet, dead before, Fri. I hear some noise.—Lady, come from that Warm and new kill'd. nest
Prince. Search, seek, and know how this fou or death, contagion, and unnatural sleep;
murder comes. A greater power than we can contradict
1 Walch. Here is a friar, and slaughter'd Ro Hath thwarted our intents; come, come away:
meo's man ; Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead; With instruments upon them, fit to open And Paris too. Come, I'll dispose of thee
These dead men's tombs. Among a sisterhood of holy nuns :
Cap. O, heavens !-0, wife! look how our dangbStay not to question, for the watch is coming;
ter bleeds! Coine, go, good Juliet, -[Noise again.] I dare This dagger hath mista’en,—for lo! his house! stay no longer.
(Exit. Is empty on the back of Montague, -, Jul. Go, get thee hence, for I will not away. And is mis-sheathed in my daughter's bosom. What's here? a cup, clos'd in my true-love's hand ?
La. Cap. O me! this sight of death is as a bell, Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end ;
That warns my old age to a sepulchre.
Enter Montague and others.
Prince. Come, Montague ; for thou art early up To make me die with a restorative. (kisses him. To see thy son and heir more early down. Thy lips are warm!
Mon. Álas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night; I Watch. (Within.] Lead, boy :-Which way? Grief of my son's exile hath stopp'd her breath: Jul. Yea, noise ?-hen I'll be brief.-O happy What further wo conspires against mine age?
dagger! (Snatching Romeo's dagger. Prince. Look, and thou shalt see. This is thy sheath; [Slabs herself.) there rust, and Mon. O thou untaught! what manners is in this let me die
To press before thy father to a grave ?
Till we can clear these ambiguities,
And know their spring, their head, their true de Page. This is the place; there, where the torch
scent ; doth burn.
And then will I be general of your woes, 1 Watch. The ground is bloody; Search about And lead you even to death: Mean time forbear, the church-yard :
And let mischance be slave to patience.Go, some of you, whoe'er you find, attach. Bring forth the parties of suspicion..
Fri. I am the greatest, able to do least, Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain;
Yet most suspected, as the time and place And Juliet bleeding; warm, and newly dead,
Doth make against me, of this dirctul murder; Who here hath lain these tivo days buried.
And here I stand, boih to impeach and purge Go, tell the prince,-run to the Capulets,
Myself condemn d and myself accus'd. Raise up the Montagues,---some others search ;
Prince. Then say at once what thou dost know [Ereuil the other Watchmen.
in this. We see the ground whereon these woes do lie;
Fri. I will be brier, for my short date of breath But the truc ground of all these piteous wocs,
Is noi so long as is a tedious tale. We cannot without circumstance descry.
Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet;
And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife: Enter some of the Watch, with Balthasar.
I married them; and their stolen marriare-day 2 Watch. Here's Romeo's man, we found him in Was Tyball's doomsday, whose untimely death the church-yard.
Banish'd the new-made bridegroom from this city,
For whom, and not for Tyball, Juliet pin'd. (11 1. e. The scabbard.
You-to remore that siege? of grief from her
Betroth'd, and would have married her perforce, This is my daughter's jointure, for no more
For I will raise her statue in pure gold;
That, while Verona by that name is known, Then gave I her, so tutor'd by my art,
There shall no figure at such rate be set, A sleeping-potion : which so took effect
As that of true and faithful Juliet. As I intended, for it wrought on her
Cap. As rich shall Romeo by his lady lie! The form of death : meantime I writ to Romeo, Poor sacrifices of our enmity! That he should hither come at this dire night, Prince. A glooming peace this morning with it To help to take her from her borrow'd grave,
brings; Being ihe time the potion's force should cease. The sun for sorrow will not show his head: But he which bore my letter, friar John,
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Was staid by accident; and yesternight
Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: Return'd my letter back: Then all alone,
For never was a story of more wo, At the prefixed hour of her waking,
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. [Exeunt. Came i to take her from her kindred's vault; Meaning to keep her closely at my cell, Till I conveniently could send to Romeo : But, when I came (some minute ere the time Of her awakening,) here untimely lay
This play is one of the most pleasing of our The noble Paris, and true Romeo, dead.
author's performances. The scenes are busy and She wakes ; and I entreated her come forth, various, incidents numerous and important, the caAnd bear this work of heaven with patience: tastrophe irresistibly affecting, and the process of But then a noise did scare me from the tomb ; the action carried on with such probability, at least And she, too desperate, would not go with me, with such congruity to popular opinions, as tragedy But (as it seems,) did violence on herself.
requires. All this I know; and to the marriage
Here is one of the few attempts of Shakspeare to Her nurse is privy: And, if aught in this
exhibit the conversation of gentlemen, to repre. Miscarried by my fault, let my old life
sent the airy sprightliness of juvenile elegance. Be sacrific'd, some hour before his time,
Mr. Drydeii mentions a tradition, which might Unto the rigour of severest law.
easily reach his time, of a declaration made by Prince. We still have known thee for a holy man. Shakspeare, that he was obliged lo kill Merculio in Where's Romeo's man? what can he say in this ? the third Act, lest he should have been killed by
Bal. I brought my master news of Juliet's death; him., Yet he thinks him no such formidable person, And then in post he came from Mantua,
but that he might have lived through the play, and To this same place, to this same monument. died in his bed, without danger to the poet. DryThis letter he early bid me give his father ; den well knew, had he been in quest of truth, in a And threaten'd me with death, going in the vault, pointed sentence, that more regard is commonly If I departed not, and left him there.
had to the words than the thought, and that it is Prince, Give me the letter, I will look on it. - very seldom to be rigorously understood. MercuWhere is the county's page, that rais'd the watch?— tio's wit, gaiety, and courage, will always procure Sirrah, what made your master in this place? him friends that wish him a longer life; but his Page. He came with flowers to strew his lady's death is not precipitated, he has lived out the time grave;
allotted him in the construction of the play; nor And bid me stand aloof, and so I did :,
do I doubt the ability of Shakspeare to have conAnon, comes one with light to ope the tomb; tinued his existence, though some of his sallies are And, by and by, my master drew on him; perhaps out of the reach of Dryden; whose genius And then I ran away to call the watch.
was not very fertile of merriment, nor ductile to Prince. This letier doth make good the friar's humour, but acute, argumentative, comprehensive, words,
and sublime. Their course of love, the tidings of her death: The Nurse is one of the characters in which And here he writes—that he did buy a poison the author delighted : he has, with great subtilty Of a poor 'pothecary, and therewithal
of distinction, drawn her at once loquacious and Came to this vault to die, and lic with Juliet. secret, obsequious and insolent, trusty and dishoWhere be lhese enemies ? Capulet! Montague !— nest. See, what a scourge is laid upon your hate,
His comic scenes arc happily wrought, but his That Heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! pathetic strains are always polluted with some un And I, for winking at your discords.ioo,
expected depravations. His persons, however dis Have lost a brace of kinsmen :'-all are punish'd. tressed, have a conceit left them in their misery, e Cap. 0, brother Montague, give me thy hand: miserable conceil.
JOHNSON (1) Mercutio and Paris.
HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK.
Claudius, king of Denmark.
Francisco, a soldier. Hamlet, 'son to the former king, and nephew to the Reynaldo, servant to Polonius. present king.
A Captain. An Ambassador. Polonius, lord chamberlain.
Ghosi of Hamlet's father.
Fortinbras, prince of Norway.
Gertrude,, queen of Denmark, and notho Cornelius,
Ophelia, daughter of Polonius.
Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Players Gree Another Courtier.
diggers, Sailors, Messengers, and other A Priest.
tendants. Marcellus, Bernardo, officers.
Hor. What, has this thing appear'd again to
night? SCENE 1.-Elsinore. A platform before the Ber. I have seen nothing.
castle. Francisco on his post. Enter to him Mar. Horatio says, 'tis but our fantasy; Bernardo.
And will not let belieľ take hold of him,
Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us ; WHO'S there?
Therefore I have entreated him, along Fron. Nay, anster me: stand, and unfold With us to watch the minutes of this night; Yoursell.
That, if again this apparition come, Ber. Long live the king !
He may approve our eyes, and speak to it.
Hor. Tush! tush! 'Iwill not appear.
Sit down a while; Ber.
And let us once again assail your ears,
Well, sit te dom cold, And I am sick at hcart.
Ber. Last night of all, Ber. Ilave you had quict guard ?
When yon same star, tliat's westward from the Fran.
pole, Not a mouse stirring. Had made his course to illume that part of heaven Ber. Well, good night. If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,
Where now it burns, Marcellus, and myself
, The bell
then beating one, The rivals' of my watch, bid them make haste.
Mur. Peace, break the off; look, where it come Enter Horatio and Marcellus,
again! Fran. I think, I hear them.-Stand, ho! Who
Enter Ghost. is there?
Ber. In the same figure like the king that's deel Hlor. Friends to this ground.
Mar. Thou art a scholar, speak to it, Horatis
And liegemen to the Danc. Ber. Looks it not like the king ? mark it, Horsten Fran. Give you good night.
Hlor. Most like:-it harrows me with fear, and Nar. O, farewell, honest soldier:
wonder. Who hath reliev'd you ?
Ber. It would be spoke to. Fran. Bernardo hath my place.
Speak to it, Horati: Give you good night.
(Exit Francisco. Hor. What art thou, that usurp'st this time Mur.' Holla! Bernardo !
Say, Together with that fair and warlike form What, is Horatio there?
In which the majesty of buried Denmark Hor.
A piece of him. Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge that Ber. Welcome, Horatio ; welcome, good Mar
Mar. It is offended. (1) Partners.
(2) Make good, or establish. (3) Conquers
Hor. A mote it is, to trouble the mind's eye. Hor. Stay, speak: 'speak I charge thee, speak. In the most high and palmyla state of Rome,
(Exit Ghost. A little ere the mightiest Július fell, Mar. 'Tis gone, and will not answer.
The gravcs stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Ber. Howy now, Horatio ? you tremble, and look Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets.
pale: is not this something more than fantasy ?
As, stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, What think you of it?
Disasters in the sun ; and the moist star, - Hor. Before my God, I might not this believe, Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands, Without the sensible and true avouch
Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse. Of mine own eyes.
And even the like precurse of fierce events, Mar.
Is it not like the king ? As harbingers preceding still the fates, Hor. As thou art to thyself:
And prologue to the omen'* coming on, Such was the very armour he had on,
Have heaven and earth together demonstrated When he the ambitious Norway combated; Unto our climatures and countrymen.-) so frown'd he once, when, in angry parle, He smote the sledded: Polack' on the ice.
Re-enter Ghost. Tis strange.
But, soft; behold! lo, where it comes again. Mer. Thus, twice before, and jump at this dead I'll cross it, though it blast me.–Stay, illusion ! hour,
If thou hast any sound, or use of voice,
That may to thee do ease, and grace to me,
Extorted treasure in the womb of earth, Ind why such daily cast of brazen cannon, For which, they say, you spirits ost walk in death, Ind foreign mart for implements of war;
[Cock crows. Vhy such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task Speak of it:-stav, and speak.–Stop it, Marcellus, Does not divide the Sunday from the week : Mar. Shall I strike at it with my partizan ? Vhat might be toward, that this sweaty haste Hor. Do, if it will not stand. Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day; Ber.
*Tis here! Vho is't, that can inform me?
"Tis here! Hor. That can I ; Mar. 'Tis gone!
[Exil Ghost. It least, the whisper goes so. Our last king, We do it wrong, being so majestical, Whose image even but now appear'd to us, To offer it the show of violence; Vas, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway, For it is, as the air, invulnerable, Chereto prick'd on by a most emulaie pride, And our vain blows malicious mockery. Dard to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet Ber. It was about to speak, when the cock crew. For so this side of our known world esteem'd him,) Hor. And then it started, like a guilty thing Did slay this Fortinbras; who, by a seal’deompáct, Upon a fearful summons. 'I have heard, Well ratified by law and heraldry,
The cock, that is the trumpet of the morn, Did forseit, with his life, all those his lands Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conqueror : Awake the god of day; and, at his warning, Against the which, a moiety competent
Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, Was gaged by our king; which had return'd The extravagant and erringis spirit hics Io the inheritance of Fortinbras,
To his confine: and of the truth herein lad he been vanquisher; as, by the same co-mart, This present object made probation.16 And carriage of the article design’d,
Mar. It saded on the crowing of the cock. His fell to Hamlet: Norv, sir, young Fontinbras, Some say, that ever 'gainst that season comes of unimproved mettle hot and full,"
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, Hath in the skirts of Norway, here and there, This bird of dawning singeth all night long : Shark'd' up a list of landless resolutes,
And then they say no spirit dares stir abroad; for food and diet, to some enterprise
The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, I'nat hath a stomach in't: which is no other No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charın, (As it doth well appear unto our state,)
So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. But to recover of us, by strong hand,
Hor. So I have heard, and do in part believe it. And terms compulsatory, those 'foresaid lands But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, go by his father lost: And this, I take it,
Walks c'er the dew of yon high eastern hill: Is the main motive of our preparations;
Break we our watch up; and, by my advice, l'he source of this our watch; and the chief head Let us impart what we have scen to night of this post-haste and romage in the land. Unto young Hamlet: for, upon my life,
(Ber. I think, it be no other, but even so: This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him : Well may it sort," that this portentious figure Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it, Comes armed through our watch; so like the king As needful in our loves, fitting our duty ? l'hat was, and is, the question of these wars. Mar. Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning know (2) Sledged.
(7) Full of spirit without experience. (3) Polander, an inhabitant of Poland.
(9) Resolution. (10) Search. (5) Joint bargain.
(13) The moon. (6) The covenant to confirm that bargain.
(14) Event, (15) Wandering (16) Proos,