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But, if you hold it fit, after the play,
Let his queen mother all alone entreat him
To show his grief; let her be round 3 with him ;
And I'll be plac'd, so please you in the ear,
Of all their conference : If she find him not,
To England send him; or confine him, where
Your wisdom best shall think.
King.

It shall be so:
Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II.

A Hall in the same.

thus;

Enter Hamlet, and certain Players. Ham. Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue: but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness. O, it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to etters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings; who, for the most part, are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb shows, and noise : I would have such a fellow whipt for o'er-doing Termagąnt; it out-herods Herod s: Pray you, avoid it.

1 Play. I warrant your honour.

3 Reprimand him with freedom. 4 The meaner people then seem to have sat in the pit.

5 Herod's character was always violent.

Ham. Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'er-step not the modesty of nature : for any thing so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first, and now, was, and is, to hold, as 't were, the mirrour up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure. Now this, overdone, or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve; the censure of which one, must, in your allowance ?, o'er-weigh a whole theatre of others. 0, there be players, that I have seen play,—and heard others praise, and that highly,- not to speak it profanely, that, neither having the accent of christians, nor the gait of christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.

1 Play. I hope, we have reformed that indifferently with us

Ham. O, reform it altogether. And let those, that play your clowns, speak no more than is set down for them: for there be of them, that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered: that's villainous; and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it. Go, make you ready.

[Exeunt Players.

Enter POLONIUS, ROSENCRANTZ, and Guil- ,

DENSTERN.

How now, my lord ? will the king hear this piece of work ?

6 Impression, resemblance. ? Approbation.

Pol. And the queen too, and that presently.
Ham. Bid the players make haste.

[Exit POLONIUS. Will you two help to hasten them? Both. Ay, my lord.

[Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN. Ham. What, ho; Horatio !

Enter HORATIO.
Hor. Here, sweet lord, at your service.

Ham. Horatio, thou art e’en ás just a man
As e'er my conversation cop'd withal.

Hor. O, my dear lord,
Ham.

Nay, do not think I flatter:
For what advancement may I hope from thee,
That no revenue hast, but thy good spirits,
To feed, and clothe thee? Why should the poor

be flatter'd ? No, let the candied tongue lick rd

pomp ;
And crook the pregnant' hinges of the knee,
Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear?
Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice,
And could of men distinguish her election,
She hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been
As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing ;
A man, that fortune's buffets and rewards
Hast ta'en with equal thanks: and bless'd are those,
Whose blood and judgment are so well co-mingled,
That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger
To sound what stop she please : Give me that man
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
In
my
heart's
core, ay,

in
my

heart of heart,
As I do thee. - Something too much of this.
There is a play to-night before the king ;
One scene of it comes near the circumstance,
Which I have told thee of my father's death.

9 Quick, ready:

I pr’y thee, when thou seest that act afoot,
Even with the very comment of thy soul
Observe my uncle: if his occulted guilt
Do not itself unkennel in one speech,
It is a damned ghost that we have seen;
And my imaginations are as foul
As Vulcan's stithy. ? Give him heedful note :
For I mine eyes will rivet to his face:
And, after, we will both our judgments join
In censures of his seeming.
Hor.

Well, my lord :
If he steal aught, the whilst this play is playing,
And 'scape detecting; I will pay the theft.
Ham. They are coming to the play; I must be

idle : Get you a place.

Danish March. A Flourish. Enter King, Queen,

POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, Guil-
DENSTERN, and others.
King. How fares our cousin Hamlet?

Ham. Excellent, i' faith ; of the camelion's dish : I eat the air, promise-crammed : You cannot feed capons so.

King. I have nothing with this answer, Hamlet ; these words are not mine.

Ham. No, nor mine now. My lord, - you played once in the university, you say? [To POLONIUS.

Pol. That did I, my lord ; and was accounted a good actor,

Ham. And what did you enact?

Pol. I did enact Julius Cæsar ; I was killed if the Capitol ; Brutus killed me.

Ham. It was a brute part of him, to kill so capital a calf there. - Be the players ready?

i Secret.

-2 A Stithy is a smith's shop. 3 Opinion.

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Ros. Ay, my lord ; they stay upon your patience.
Queen. Come hither, my dear Hamlet, sit by me.
Ham. No, good mother, here's metal more at-

tractive. [Lying down at OPHELIA's Feet. Pol. O ho! do you mark that ? [To the King. Oph. You are merry, my

lord. Ham. Who, I? Oph. Ay, my lord.

Ham. O ! your only jig-maker. What should a man do, but be merry? for, look you, how cheerfully my mother looks, and my father died within these two hours.

Oph. Nay, 'tis twice two months, my lord.

Ham. So long ? Nay, then let the devil wear black, for I 'll have a suit of sables. 4 O heavens ! die two mohths ago, and not forgotten yet? Then there's hope, a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year : But he must build churches then: or else shall he suffer not thinking on, with the hobby-horse ; whose epitaph is, For, 0, for, 0, the hobby-horse is forgot.

Trumpets sound. The dumb Show follows. Enter a King and a Queen, very lovingly; the Queen

embracing him, and he her. She kneels, and makes show of protestation unto him. He takes her up, and declines his head upon her neck'; lays him down upon a bank of flowers ;-she, seeing him asleep, leaves him. Anon comes in a fellow, takes off his crown, kisses it, and pours poison in the King's ears, and exit. The Queen returns ; finds the King dead, and makes passionate action. The poisoner, with some two or three Mutes, comes in again, seeming to lament with her. The dead body is carried

away. The poisoner wooes the Queen with gifts ;' she seems loath and unwilling awhile, but, in the end, accepts his love. [Exeunt.

4 The richest dress.

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