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PRINCE OF DENMARK. .
LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE.
dramatic piece by one Thomas Ryd, and from a Historie of Hamblet, in black letter, adopted by Belleforest in
FRANCISCO, a soldier.
A CAPTAIN.-An AMBASSADOR.
GHOST of Hamlet's Father.
FORTINERAS, Prince of Norway.
GERTRUDE, Queen of Denmark, and Mother
OPHELIA, Daughter of Polonius.
Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Players,
Grave-diggers, Sailors, Messengers,
and other Attendants.
SCEYE 1.- Elsinorr :--A Platform before the
Fran. Nay, answer me : stand, and unfold
Ber. Long live the king !
Ber. 'Tis now struck twelve ; get ibee iu bed,
Ber. Have you bad quiet guard ?
Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS.
Mar. And liegemen to the Dane.
Why this same strict and most observant watch Fran. Give you good night.
So mightly toils the subject of the land ; Mar. 0, farewell, honest soldier:
And why such daily cast of brazen cannon, Who hath reliev'd you ?
And foreign mart for implements of war ; Fran. Bernardo hath my place.
Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore Give you good night. [Erit FRANCISCO.
task Mar. Holla! Bernardo!
Does not divide the Sunday from the week : Ber. Say.
What might be toward, that this sweaty baste What, is Horatio there?
Doth make the night joint-labourer with the Hor. A piece of him.
day; Ber. Welcome, Horatio ; welcome, good Mar- Who is't, that can inform me ? cellus.
Hor. That can I; Hor. What, has this thing appear'd again At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king, to-night?
Whose image even but now appear'd to us, Ber. I have seen nothing.
Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway, Mar. Horatio says, 'tis but our fantasy ; Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride, And will not let belief take hold of him, Dar'd to the combat; in which our valiant Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us :
[him,) Therefore I have entreated him, along
(For so this side of our known world esteem'd With us to watch the minutes of this night, Did slay this Fortinbras ; who, by a seal'd comThat, if again this apparition come,
Well ratitied by law and heraldry, (pact, He may approve * our eyes, and speak to it. Did forfeit, with bis life, all those his lands Hor. Tush ! tush! 'twill not appear.
Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conquerer : Ber. Sit down awhile ;
Against the which, a moiety competent And let us once again assail your ears,
Was gaged by our king ; which had return'd That are so fortitied against our story,
To the inheritance of Fortinbras, What we two nights have seen.
Had he been vanquisher; as, by the same coHor. Well, sit we down,
mart, And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.
And carriage of the article design'd, + Ber. Last night of all,
His fell to Hamlet : Now, Sir, young FortinWhen yon same star, that's westward from the of unimproved mettle hot and full, t
Hath in the skirts of Norway, here and there, Had made his course to illume that part of heaven Shark'd ġ up a list of landless resolutes, Where now it burns, Marcellus, and myself, For food and diet, to some enterprise The bell then beating one,-
That hath a stomach || in't : wbich is no other Mar. Peace, break thee off-look, where it (As it doth well appear urito our state,) comes again!
But to recover of us, by strong hand,
And terms compulsatory, those 'foresaid lands Enter GHOST.
So by his father lost : And this, I take it, Ber. In the same figure like the king that's Is the main motive of our preparations ; dead.
Thc source of this our watch; and the chief Mar. Thou art a scholar, speak to it, Horatio.
head Ber. Looks it not like the king ? mark it, of this post-haste and romage in the land. Horatio,
(Ber. I think it be no other, but even so : Hor. Must like :-it harrows me with fear, Well may it sort, ** that this portentous figure and wonder.
Comes armed through our watch ; so like the Ber. It would be spoke to.
king Mar. Speak to it, Horatio.
That was, and is, the question of these wars. Hor. What art thou, that usnrp'st this time Hor. A mote it is, to trouble the mind's eye. of night,
In the most high and palmy tt state of Rome, Together with that fair and warlike form A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, (dead In which the majesty of buried Denmark The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted Did sometimes march?-By heaven I charge Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets.
thee, speak ! Mar. It is ottended.
As, stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Ber. See ! it stalks away.
Disasters in the sun ; and the moist star, 11 Hor. Stay; speak : speak I charge thee, speak. Upou whose influence Neptune's empire stands,
(Eril Ghost. Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse. Mar. 'Tis gone, and will not answer.
And even the like precurse of fierce events, Ber. How now, Horatio ? you tremble, and As barbingers preceding still the fates, look pale :
And prologue to the omen g; coming on,
Unto our climatures and countrymen.-)
But, soft ; behold ! lo, where it comes again! Jar. Is it not like the king ?
I'll cross it, though it blast me.-Stay, illuHlor. As thou art to thyself :
sion ! Such was the very armour he had on.
If thou hast any sound, or use of voice, When he the ambitious Norway combated : Speak to me: So frown'd he once, when, in angry patle, t Ii there be any good thing to be done, He smote the sledded 1 Polack ý on the ice. That may to thee do ease, and grace to me, 'Tis strange.
Speak to me : Alar. Tuus, twice before, and jump at this li thou art privy to thy country's fate, dead hour,
Which happily foreknowing may avoid, With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch. O speak! llor. In what particular thought to work, I Or, if thou bast uphoarded in thy life know not ;
Extorted treasure iu the womb of earth, But, in the gross and scope of inine opinion,
For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death, This bodes some strange eruption to our state.
[Cock crous. Bar. Good now, sit down, aud tell me, he that knows,
• Joint bargain.
Picked. • Make good or estnblish.
.. Suit. 1 Sludge. Au inhabitant of Poland.
Just. it Victorious.
1: 'The uivon.
Speak of it:-stay, and speak.-Stop it, Mar- Now for ourself, and for this time of meeting. cellus.
Thus much the business is : We have here wit Mar. Sball I strike at it with my partizan ? To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras, Hor. Do, if it will not stand.
Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely bears Ber. 'Tis bere !
of this his nephew's purpose, -to suppress Hor. 'Tis here!
His further gait herein ; in that the levies, Mar. 'Tis gone!
(Exit Ghost. The lists, and full proportions, are all made We do it wrong, being so inajestical,
Out of his subject :--and we here despatch To offer it the show of violence ;
You, good Cornelius, and yon Voltimand, For it is, as the air, invulnerable,
For bearers of this greeting to old Norway ; And our vain blows malicious mockery.
Giving to you no further personal power Ber. It was about to speak, when the cock To business with the king, more than the scope crew. Of these dilated articles allow.
(duty. Hor. And then it started like a guilty thing Farewell ; and let your baste commend your Upon a fearful summons. I have heari,
Cor. Vol. In that and all things will we show The cock, that is the trumpet of the morn,
our duty. Doth with his lofty and stirill-sounding throat King. We doubt it nothing; beartily fareAwake the god of day; and, at bis warning,
well. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air,
(Ereunt VOLTIMAND and Cornelius. The extravagant and erring • spirit hics
And now, Laertes, what's the news with you? To his contine; and of the truth herein
You told us of some suit ; What is't, Laertes ? This present object made probation. +
You cannot speak of reason to the Dane, Mar. It faded on the crowing of the cock. And lose your voice : What would’st thou beg, Some say, that ever 'gainst that season comes
What wouldst thou have, Laertes ?
Your leave and favour to retnrn to France ; Hor. So I bave heard, and do in part believe From whence, though willingiy, I came to Denit.
mark, But look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, To show my duty in your coronation ; Walks o'er the dew of yon bigh eastern hill: Yet now, I must confess, that duty dope, Break we our watch up; and, by my advice, My thoughts and wishes bend again toward Let as impart what we have seen to night
France, Unto young Hamlet : for, upon my life,
And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon. This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him : King. Have you your father's leave 1 Wbat Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it,
says Polonias? As needful in our loves, fitting our duty ?
Pol. He hath, my lord, (wrung from me my Mar. Let's do't, I pray ; and I this morning
slow leave, know
By laboursome petition ; and, at last, Where we shall find him most convenient. Upon bis wi I seal'd my hard consent :)
(Exeunt. I do beseech you, give him leave to go.
King. Take thy fair hour, Laertes; time be SCENE II.--The same.- A Room of State in
thine, the same.
And thy best graces ; spend it at thy will.-Enter the KING, QUEEN, HAMLET, POLONIUS,
But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son,
Ham. A little more than kin, and less than LAERTES, VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, LORDS,
[Aside. and Attendants.
King. How is it, that the clouds still bang on King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear bro
you ? ther's death
Ham. Not so, my lord, I am too much l’tle The memory be green ; and that it us befitted
sun. To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole king- Queen. Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour dom
off, To be contracted in one brow of woe ;
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 I That we with wisest sorrow think on him, Seek for thy noble father in the dust : Together with remembrance of ourselves. Thou know'st 'tis common; all that live must Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen, Tbe imperial jointress of this warlike state, Passing through nature to eternity. Have we, as 'twere, with a defeated joy,
llam. Ay, madam, it is common. With one auspicious, and one dropping eye ; Queen, If it be, With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in mar. Why seems it so particular with thee ? riage,
Hum. Seems, madam! nay, it is I know not In equal scale weighing delight and dole, I
seems. 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 solemy black, With this affair along.-For all, our thanks. Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, Now follows, that you know, young Fortin- No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, bras,
Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Holding a weak supposal of our worth ;
Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, Or thinking, by our late dear brother's death, That can denote me truly : These, indeed, Our state to be disjoint and out of frame,
seem, Colleagued with this dream of his advantage, For they are actions that a man might play: He bath not fail'd to pester us with message, But I have that within, which passeth showImporting our surrender of those lands
These, but the trappings and the suits of woe. Lust by his father, witb all bands g of law, King. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your To our most valiant brother.--so much for
nature, Hamlet, bim.
To give these mourning duties to your father :