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Where we shall find him most convenient. (Exe. Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent:]

I do beseech you, give him leave to go. SCENE II.The same. A room of state in the same. Enter the King, Queen, Hamlet, Polonius, And thy best graces: spend it at thy' will.

King. Take thy fair hour, Laertes; time be thing, Laertes, Voltimand, Cornelius, Lords, and Atten- But noiv, my cousin Hamlet, and my son, dants.

Ham. A little more than kín, and less than kind King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death

King. How is it that the clouds still hang oo you! The memory be green; and that it us befitted Ham. Not so, my lord, I am too much i'the sun To bear our hearts ia gries, and our whole kingdom Queen. Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour of To be contracted in one brow of wo;

And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark. Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature, Do not, for ever, with thy veiled lids That we with wisest sorrow think on him, Seek for thy noble father in the dust: Together with remembrance of ourselves.

Thou know'st, 'lis common; all, that live, must die, Therefore our sometimo sister, now our queen, Passing through nature to eternity. The imperial jointress of this warlike state, Ham. Ay, madam, it is common. Have we, as 'were, with a defeated joy,


If it be, With one auspicious, and one dropping eye ; Why seems it so particular with thee? With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in marriage, Ham. Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not In equal scale weighing delight and dole, Taken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone Nor customary suits of solemn black, With this affair along :-For all, our thanks. Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath,

Now follows, that you know, young Fortinbras,- No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Holding a weak supposal of our worth;

Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Or thinking, by our late dear brother's death, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, Our state to be disjoint and out of frame,

That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seemn, Colleagued with this dream of his advantage, For they are actions that a man might play: He hath not fail'd to pester us with message,

But I have that within, which passeth show; Importing the surrender of those lands,

These, but the trappings and the suits of wo. Lost by his father, with all bands? of law,

King. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your ns. To our most valiant brother.-So much for him.

ture, Hamlet, Now for oursell, and for this time of mecting. To give these mourning duties to your father: Thus much the business is : We have here writ But, you must know, your father lost a father ; To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,

That father lost his; and the survivor bound Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hears In filial obligation, for some term Of this his nephew's purpose, - lo suppress To do obsequious sorrow : But to persérer His further gait herein; in that the levies, In obstinate condolement, is a course The lists, and full proportions, are all made of impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly grief: Out of his subject :-and we here despatch It shows a will most incorrect to heaven; You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand, A heart unfortified, or mind impatient; For lcarers of this greeting to old Norway ; An understanding simple and unschoold : Giving to you no further personal power

For what, we know, must be, and is as common To business with the king, more than the scope As any the most vulgar thing to sense, Of these dilated articles allow.

Why should we, in our peevish opposition, Farewell: and let your haste commend your duty. Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven, Cor. Vol. In that, and all things, will we show A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, our duty.

To reason most absurd; whose common theme King. We doubt it nothing; heartily farewell. Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried,

[Exeunt Volimand and Cornelius. From the first corse, till he that died to-day, And now, Laertes, what's the news with you? This must be so. We pray you, throw to earth You told us of some suit; What is't, Laertes ? This unprevailing wo; and think of us You cannot speak of reason to the Dane,

As of a father : for let the world take note, And lose your voice: What would'st thou beg, You are the most immediate to our throne; Laertes,

And, with no less nobility of love,
That shall not be my offer, not thy asking ? Than that which dearest father bears his son,
The head is not more native to the heart,

Do I impart toward you. For your intent
The hand more instrumental to the mouth, In going back to school in Wittenberg,
Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father. It is most retrograde to our desire:
What would'st thou have, Laertes ?

And, we beseech you, bend you to rernain

My dread lord, Here, in the cheer and comfort of our eye, Your leave and favour to return to France; Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son. From whence though willingly I came to Denmark, Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers, 'To show my duty in your coronation;

Hamlet; Yet now, I must confess, that duty done,

I pray thee, stay with us, go not to Wittenberg. My thoughts and wishes bend again toward France, Ham. I shall in all my best obey you madam. And bow

them to your gracious leave and pardon. King. Why, 'lis a loving and a fair reply; King. Have you your father's leave? What says Be as ourself in Denmark.–Madam, come; Polonius?

This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet Pol. He hath, my lord, [wrung from me my slow Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof,

leave, By laboursome petition; and, at last,

(4) Nature; a little more than a kinsman, an!

less than a natural one. (1) Griel (?) Bonds, (3) Way, path, (5) Lowering eves, (6) Contrary,


No jocund health, that Denmark drinks to-day, Ham. Thrist, thrist, Horatio: the funeral-bak'd
But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell;
And the king's rouse' the heaven shall bruit? again, Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
Re-speaking carthly thunder. Come away. 'Would I had met my dearest soe in heaven
[Exeunt King, Queen, Lords, f-c. Polonius, Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio !
and Laertes.

My father, -Methinks, I see my father.
Ham. O, that this too too solid Alcsh would Hor.

Where, mielt,

My lord ? Thaw, and resolved itself into a dew!

Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio. Or, that the Everlasting had not fix'd

Hor. I saw him once, he was a goodly king. His canon Against sell-slaughter! O God! O God! Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all, How weary, stale, fiat, and unprofitable,

I shall not look upon his like again. Seem to me all the uses of this world!

Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight. Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,

Ham. Saw! who? That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in Hor. My lord, the king your father. nature,


The king my father! Possess it merely." That it should come to this ! Hor. Season your admiration for a while But two months dead !-nay, not so much, not with an attentió car; till I may deliver, two:

Upon the witness of these gentlemen, ibt So excellent a king; that was, to this,

This marvel to you. Hyperion® to a satyr: so loving to my mother,


For God's love, Ict me hear. B That he might not beteem? the winds of heaven Hor. Two nights together had these genticmen,

Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and carth! Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, - Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, In the dead waste and middle of the night, As if increase of appetite had grown

Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your father, By what it fed on: 'And yet, within a month, Armed at point, exactly, cap-à-pé, Let me not think on't ;-Frailty, thy name is Appears before them, and, with solemn march, woman!

Goes slow and stately by them: thricc he walk'd, A little month; or cre those shocs were old, By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes, With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Within his truncheon's length; while they, distill'd Like Niobe, all tears ;-why she, even she, Almost to jelly with the act of fear, O heaven! a beast, that war:ts discourse of reason, Stand dumb, and speak not to him. This to me, Would have mourn'd longer,-married with my in dreadful secrecy, impart they did; uncle,

And I with them, the third night, kept the watch: My father's brother ; but no more like my father, Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time, Than I to Hercules: Within a month;

Form of the thing, each word made true and good, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears

The apparition comes: I knew your father ; yout Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,

These hands are not more like. She married :-0 most wicked speed, to post


But where was this? With such dexterity to incestuouis sheets!

Hor. My lord, upon the platform where we It is not, nor it cannot come to, good;

watch'd. But break, my heart: for I must hold my tonge! Ham. Did you not speak to it ?


My lord, I did; Enter Horatio, Bernardo, and Marcellus.

But answer made it none: yet once, methought,
Hor. Hail to your lordship.

It listed up its head, and did address

I am glad to sce you well : Itself to motion, like as it would speak: i Horatio,-or I do forget myself.

But, even then, the morning cock crew loud;
Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor servant And at the sound it shrunk in haste away,

And vanish'd from our sight.
Ham. Sir, my good friend ; I'll change that name Ham.

'Tis very strange.

Hor. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true; Tv And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio ?- And we did think it writ down in our duty, Marcellus ?

To let you know of it.
Mar. My good lord,

Ham. Indeed, indeed, sirs, but this troubles me.
Ham. I am very glad to see you; good even, Hold you the watch to-night?


We do, my lord. But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg ?

Ham. Arm'd, say you?
Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord.


Arm'd, my lord. Ham. I would not hear your enemy say so :


From top to toe ? Nor shall you do mine ear that violence,

All. My lord, from head to foot. To make it truster of your own report


Then saw you not Against yourself: I know, you are no truant. His face? But what is your affair in Elsinore ?

Hor. O, ves, my lord; he wore his beaver': up. We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.

Ham. What, look'd he frowningly ?
Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's funeral. Hor.

A countenance more
Ham. I pray thee, do not mock me, fellow- In sorrow than in anger.


Pale, or red ?
I think, it was to see my mother's wedding.

Hor. Nay, very pale.
Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon.


And fix'd his eyes upon you ?

Hor. Most constantly. (1) Draught.

(2) Report. (3) Dissolve. (1Law. (5) Entirely." (6) Apollo. (7) Suffer. (9) Chiefest. (10) Attentive. (8) It was anciently the custom to give a cold (11) That part of the helmat which may be liste entertainment at a funeral.


with you.


ed up

I'll visit you.


I would, I had been there. If with too credentear you list his songs; Hor. It would have much amaz’d you.

Or loose your heart; or your chaste treasure open Ham.

Very like, To his unmaster'd' importunity, Very like: Stay'd it long?

Fear it, Ophelia, fear il, my dear sister ; Mor. While one with moderate haste might tell and keep you in the rear of your affection, a hundred.

Out of the shot and danger of desire. Mar. Ber. Longer, longer.

The chariestá maid is prodigal enough, Hor. Not when I saw it.

If she unmask her beauty to the moon :

His board was grizzled ? no? Virtue itsell scapes not calumnious strokes :
Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, Thc canker galls the infants of the spring,
A sable silver'd.

Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd
I will watch lo-night!

And in the morn and liquid dew of youth
Perchance, 't will walk ayain.

Contagious blastments are most imminent. lior.

I warrant, it will. Be wary then: best salety lies in fear; Ham. If it assume my noble father's person, Youth to itself rebels, though none else near. I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape, Oph. I shall the effect of this good leseon keep, And bid me hold my peace. I pray, you all, As watchman to my heart: But, good ny trolat, If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,

Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Let it be tenable in your silence still;

Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; And whatsoever else shall hap to-night,

Whilst, like a pulid and reckless libertine, Give it an understanding, but no longue; Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads, I will recuite your loves : So, fare you well: And rocks not his own Upon the platforin, 'twixt eleven and twelve,


O fear me not.

I stay too long ;-But here my father comes. AU. Our duty to your honour. Ham. Your loves, as mine to you: Farewell.

Enter Polonius. (Exeunt Horatio, Marcellus, and Bernardo. A double blessing is a double grace; My father's spirit in arms! all is not well; Occasion smiles upon a second leave. I doubt soine foul play: 'would, the night were Pol. Yet here, Lacrtes! aboard, aboard, for come!

shame; Till then sit still, my soul; Foul deeds will rise, The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's And you are staid for: There,-my blessing rin eyes.

[Exit. you; (Laying his hand on Laertes desde SCENE III. A room in Polonius's house. En- Look thou character.'' Give ihy thoughts po tongue,

And these few precepts in thy memory ter Laertes and Ophelia.

Nor any unproportion'd thought his aet. Laer. My necessaries are embarkd; farewell : Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. And, sister, as the winds give bencit,

The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, And convoy is assistant, do nol sleep,

Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel; But let me hear from you.

But do not dull thy palm'? with entertainment Oph.

Do rou doubt that? Of each new-hatch’d, unfledg'd comrade. Bewart Laer. For Hamlct, and the trifling of his favour, Ofentrance to a quarrel : but, being in, Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood;

Bcar it that the opposer may beware of thee. A violet in the youth of primy natrre,

Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice : Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, Take each man's censure,'' but reserve thy judg The perfume and suppliance of a minute;

ment. No more.

Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, Oph. No more but so?

But not express'd in fancy; rich, noi gaudy Laer.

Think it no more: For the apparel oft proclaims the man; For nature, crescent,' does not grow alone And they in France, of the best rank and station, In thews,' and bulk; but, as this temple waxes, Are most select and generous,'* chief's in wat. The inward service of the mind and soul

Neither a borrower, nor a lender be: Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you now) For loan oft loses both itself and friend; And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch* And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.** The virtue of his will: bit, you must fear, This above all,---To thine ownself be true; His greatness weighid, his will is not his orn; And it must follow, as the night the day, For he himself is subject to his birth :

Thou canst not then be false to any man. He inay not, as unvalued persons do,

Farewell: my blessing scason': this in thee! Carve for himself; for on his choice depends Laer. Most humbly do I take my leave, my lo-! The safety and the health of the whole siate; Pe!. The time invites you; 50, your serruts And therefore must his choice be circumscribd.

tend." Unto ine voice and yielding of that body,

Laer. Farewell, Ophelia ; and remember well Whereof he is the head: Then if he says he What I have said to you. loves you,


'Tis in my memory lech, It fits your wisdom so far to believe it,

And you vourself shall keep the key of it. As he in his particular act and place

Loer. Farewell.

(Erit Laertes, May give his saying deed; which is no further Pol. What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to you. Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. Oph. So please you, something touching the lord Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain,

Hamlet. (1) Increasing (2) Sinervs.

(10) Regards not his own lessons. (3) Subtlety, deceit. (4) Discolour.

(11) Write. (12) Palm of the hand. (5) Believing. (6) Listen to. (7) Licentious. (13) Opinion. (14) Noble, (15) Chiefly, 18) Most cautious. (9) Careless;

(16) Economy. (17) Infix. (18) Wail,


Pol. Marry, well bethought:

And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenah down, 'Tis told me, he hath very oft of late

The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray put
Given private time to you: and you yourself The triumph of his pledge.
Have of your audience been most free and boun Hor.

Is it a custom ?
teous :

Ham. Ay, marry, is't : If it be so (as so 'tis put on me,

But to my mind,-though I am native here, And that in way of caution,) I must tell you, And to the manner born,-it is a custom You do not understand yourself so clearly, More honour'd in the breach, than the observance. As it behoves my daughter, and your honour: This heavy-headed revei, east and west, What is between you ? give me up the truth. Makes us traduc'd, and tax'd of other nations : Oph. He hath, my lord, of late, made many They clepe'' us, drunkards, and with swinish phrase tenders

Soil our addition; and, indeed, it takes Or his affection to me.

From our achievements, though performd at height,
Pol. Affection ? puh! you speak like a green girl, The pith and marrow of our attribute.
Unsisted in such perilous circumstance.

So, oft it chances in particular men,
Do you believe his tenders, as you call them? That, for some vicious mole of nature in them,
Oph. I do not know, my lord, what I should As, in their birth (wherein they are not guilty,

Since nature cannot choose his origin,)
Pol. Marry, I'll teach you: think yourself a baby ; By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,
That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay, ost breaking down the pales and forts of reason ;
Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more Or by some habit, that too much o'er-leavens

The form of plausive manners ;-that these men,
Or (not to crack the wind of the poor phrase, Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect;
Wronging it thus,) you'll tender me a fool. Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,

Oph. My lord, he hath impórtun'd me with love, Their virtues else (be they as pure as grace,
In honourable fashion.?

As infinite as man may undergo,)
Pol. Ay, fashion you may call it ; go to, go to. Shall, in the general censure, take corruption
Oph. And hath given countenance to his speech, From that particular fault: The dram of base
my lord,

Doth all the noble substance often dout, 13
With almost all the holy vows of heaven.

To his own scandal.
Pol. Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do know,
When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul

Enter Ghost.
Lends the longue vows: these blazes, daughter, Hor.

Look, my lord, it comes
Giving more light than heat,-extinct in both, Han. Angels and ministers of grace defend us !~
Even in their promise, as it is a inaking,-

Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd,
You must not take for fire. From this time, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell,
Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence;

Be thy intents wicked or charitable,
Set your entreatments at a higher rate,

Thou com'st in such a questionable?4 shape,
Than a command to parley. For lord Hamlet, That I will speak to thee; I'll call thee Hamlet,
Believe so much in him, That he is young ; King, father, royal Dane : 0, answer me:
And with a larger tethere may he walk,

Let me not burst in ignorance! but tell,
Than may be given you: In few, Ophelia, Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death,
Do not believe his vows: for they are brokers, Have burst their cerements! why the sepulchre,
Not of that die which their investments show, Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd,
But mere implorators of unholy suits,

Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws,
Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds,

To cast thee up again! What may this mean,
The better to beguile. This is for all, -

That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel,
I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon,
Have you so slander any moment's leisure, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature,
As to give words or talk with the lord Hamlet. So horridly to shake our disposition,'5
Look to't, I charge you ; come your ways.

With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ?
Oph. I shall obey, my lord.

(Exeunt. Say, why is this ? wherefore? what should we do? SCENE IV.-The platform.

Hor. It beckons you to go away with it,

Enter Hamlet, As if it some impartment did desire
Horatio, and Marcellus.

To you alone.
Ham. The air bites shrewdly ; it is very cold.


Look, with what courteous action
Hor. It is a nipping and an eager? air.

It waves you to a more removed's ground:
Ham. What hour now?

But do not go with it.
I think, it lacks of twelve. Hor.

No, by no means.
Mar. No, it is struck.

Ham. It will not speak; then I will follow it.
Hor. Indeed ? I heard it not; it then draws near Hor. Do not, my lord.
the season,


Why, what should be the fear ?
Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk. I do not set my life at a pin's fee;

(A flourish of trumpets, and ordnance And, for my soul, what can it do to that,
shot off, within.

Being a thing immortal as itself ?
What doth this mean, my lord ?

It waves me forth again ;-I'll follow it.
Ham. The king doth wake to-night, and takes Hor. What if it lempt you toward the flood, my
his rouse,

Keeps wassel," and the swaggering up-springtoreels; or to the dreadful summit of the cliff,

(1) Untempted. (2) Manner. (3) Company. (8) Jovial draught. (9) Jollity. (10) A danco,
(4) Longer line; a horse fastened by a string to

(11) Call.

(12) Humour. Istake, is tethered.

(13) Do out. (14) Conversable. (15) Frame, (5) Pimps. (6) Implorers, (7) Sharp.

(17) Value,
(16) Remoto.

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That beetles' o'er his base into the sea ?

Ham. Haste me to know it; that I, wita wings And there assume some other horrible form,

as swift Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason, As meditation, or the thoughts of love, And draw you into madness ? think of it:

May sweep to my revenge. The very place puts toys of desperation,


I find thee apt; Without more motive, into every brain,

And duller should'st thou be than the fat weed That looks so many fathoms to the sea,

That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, And hears it roar beneath.

Would'st thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear: Ham.

It waves me still : 'Tis given out, that, sleeping in mine orchard, Go on, I'll follow thee.

A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Mar. You shall not go, my lord.

Is, by a forged process of my death, Ham.

Hold off your hands. Rankly abus'd: but know, ihou noble youth, Hor. Be rul'd, you shall not go.

The serpent that did sting thy father's life, Ham.

My fate cries out, Now wears his crown. And makes each petty artery in this body

Ham. O, my prophetic soul! my uncle! As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve.

Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,

(Ghost beckons. With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gists Still am I call'd ;-unhand me, gentlemen ; (0 wicked wit, and gifts, that have the power

(Breaking from them. So to seduce!) won to his shameful lust By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets! The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen:

0, Hamlet, what a falling off was there! I say, away:-Go on, I'll follow thee.

From me, whose love was of that dignity,
[Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet. That it went hand in hand even with the vow
Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination. I made to her in marriage; and to decline
Mar. Let's follow;

'tis not fit thus to obey him. Upon a wretch, whose natural gifts were poor Hor. Have after:-To what issue will this come? To those of mine! Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Den- But virtue, as it never will be mov'd, mark.

Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven; Hor. Heaven will direct it.

So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd, Mar.

Nay, let's follow him. Will sate itself in a celestial bed,

[Exeunt. And prey on garbage. CENE V.-A more remote part of the plat- Brief let me be : Sleeping within mine orchard,

But, soft! methinks, I scent the morning air, form. Re-enter Ghost and Hamlet.

My custom always of the afternoon, Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? speak; I'll Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, go no further,

With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial,
Ghost. Mark me.

And in the porches of mine ears did pour
I will.

The leperous distilment: whose effect

My hour is almost come, Holds such an enmity with blood of man, When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through Must render up myself.

The natural gates and alleys of the body; Ham.

Alas, poor ghost ! And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing And curd, like eager droppings into milk, To what I shall unfold.

The thin and wholesome blood : so did it mine: Ham.

Speak, I am bound to hear. And a most instant tetter bark'd about, Ghost. So art thou to revenge, when thou shalt Most lazer-like, with vile and loathsome crust, hear.

All my smooth body. Ham. What ?

Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand, Ghost. I am thy father's spirit:

or life, of crown, of queen, at once despatch'd :** Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night; Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, And, for the day, confin'd to fast in fires,

Unhousel'd," disappointed, 12 unanelid;13
Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, No reckoning made, but sent to my account
Are burnt and purg'd away: But that I am forbid With all my imperfections on my head :
To tell the secrets of my prison-house,

O, horrible! 0, horrible! most horrible!
I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word

Ir thou hast nature in thee, bear it not; Would harrrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Let not the royal bed of Denmark be Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their A couch for luxury and damned incest. spheres ;

But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act, Thy knotted and combined locks to part,

Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive And each particular hair to stand an-end,

Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, Like quills upon the fretsul Porcupine:

And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, But this eternal blazon“ must not be

To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once! To ears of flesh and blood :-List, list, O list ! The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, If thou didst ever thy dear father love,-- And gins to pale his uneffectual fire : Ham. O heaven!

Adieu, adieu, adieu! remember me. [Eat. Ghost. Revenge his soul and most unnatural Ham. O all you host of heaven! 0 earth! what murder.

else? Ham. Murder ?

And shall I couple hell ?-O fie!-Hold, hold, my Ghost. Murder most soul, as in the best it is ; But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.

(10) Bereft. (1) Hangs. (2) Whims. (3) Hinders. (11) Without having received the sacrament, 14) Display. (5) Garden. (6) Satiate.

(12) Unappointed, unprepared. 17) Henbane. (8) Scab, scurf. 19) Leprous, (13) Without extreme unction,


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