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Mine and my father's death come not upon Ham. Judgment.
thee; Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit.
Nor thine on me.
(Dies. Laer. Well,-again.
Ham. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow King. Stay, give me drink; Hamlet, this
thee. pearl is thine;
I am dead, Horatio :-Wretched queen, adieu !Here's to thy health.-Give him the cup. You that look pale and tremble at this chance,
[Trumpets sound; and Cannon shot off That are but mutes or audience to this act,
Had I but time, (as this fell sergeant, death, Ham. I'll play this bout first, set it by is strict in bis arrest,) oh! I could tell you,awbile.
But let it be :-Horatio, I am dead ; Come.- Another hit; What say you?
Thou liv’st ; report me and my cause aright
(They play. To the unsatisfied. Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confess.
Hor. Never believe it ; King. Our son shall win.
I am more an antique Roman than a Dane, Queen. He's fat, and scant o'breath.
Here's yet some liquor left. Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, * rub thy brows :
Ham. As thou'rt a man, The queen carouses + to thy fortune, Hamlet. Give me the cup; let go; by heaven I'll have it. Ham. Good madam,
O God !--Horatio, what a wounded name, King. Gertrude, do not drink.
Things standing thus unknown, sball live beQueen. I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, King. It is the poison'd cup; it is too late.
Absent thee from felicity awhile,
(Aside. And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam ; by and To tell my story, by.
(March afar off, and Shot within. Queen. Come, let me wipe thy face.
What warlike noise is tbis Laer. My lord, I'll bit him now.
Ors. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come King. I do not think it.
from Poland, Laer. And yet it is almost against my con- To the ambassadors of England gives science.
This warlike volley. Ham. Come, for the third, Laertes : You do
Ham. 0 I die, Horatio ; but dally;
The potent poison quite o'er-crows + my spirit; I pray you, pass with your best violence ; I cannot live to hear the news from England : I am aleard you make a wanton of me.
But I do prophesy the election lights Laer. Say you so ? come on.
On Fortinbras ; be has my dying voice ;
(They play. So tell him, with the occurrents | more or less, Osr. Nothing neither way.
Which bave solicited, 5-The rest is silence. Laer. Have at you now.
(Dies. (LAERTES wounds HAMLET ; then, in scuf
Hor. Now cracks a noble heart;-Good night, fling, they change Rapiers, and HAMLET sweet prince ; wounds LAERTES.
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest ! King. Part them, they are incens'd.
Why does the drum comie bither ? Ham. Nay, come again. (The QUEEN falls.
(March withia. Osr. Look to the queen there, ho !
Enter FORTINBRAS, the ENGLISH AYBAS. Hor. They bleed on both sides :-How is it,
SADORS, and others. my lord ? Osr. How is't, Laertes ?
Fort. Where is this sight?
Mor. What is it, you would see?
If aught of woe, or wonder, cease your search. am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.
Fort. This quarry || cries on bavoc ! (-0 proud Ham. How does the queen ?
death ! King. She swoons to see them bleed.
What feast is toward in thine eternal cell, Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink,-0 my That tbou so many princes, at a shot, dear Hamlet !
So bloodily hast struck ? The drink, the drink : I am poison'd ! [Dies.
1 Amb. The sight is dismal : Ham. O villany :-Ho let the door be And our affairs from England come too late ; lock'd :
The ears are senseless, that should give us Treacbery I seek it out. (LAERTES falls.
hearing, Laer. It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art To tell him, his commandment is fulfill'd, slain ;
That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead : No medicine in the world can do thee good,
Where should we have our thanks? In thee there is not balf an hour's life;
Hor. Not from bis mouth, ** The treacherous instrument is in thy band,
Had it the ability of life to thank you ; Unbated § and envenom'd : the foul practice
He never gave commandment for their death. Hath tarn'd itself on me; lo, here I lie,
But since, so jump it upon this bloody question, Never to rise again : Thy mother's poison'd;
You from the Polack # wars, and you from I can no more; the king, the king's to blame.
England, Ham. The point
Are here arriv'd; give order that these bodies Envenom'd too 1-Then, venom, to thy work. High on a stage be placed to the view ;
[Stabs the King. And let me speak, to the yet unknowing world, Osr. & Lords. Treason I treason !
How these things come about : So shall you hear King: o yet defend me, friends, I am but of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts ; hurt.
Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters; Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, of deaths put on by cunning, and forc'd cause; damned Dane,
And, in this upsbot, purposes mistook Drink off this potion :-Is the union here? Fall'n on the inventors' heads : all this can I Follow my mother.
(KING dies. Truly deliver. Laer. He is justly serv'd ;
Fort. Let us baste to hear it,
• A sergeant is a sheriff's oths
| Heap of dead game. • Handkerchief. + Drinks good luck to you. TA word of censure when more game was destroyed Boy. The foil without a button, aud poisoned than was reasonable.
1. e. The king s. point. | Mixed.
And call the noblest to the audience.
Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage ; For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune ; For he was likely, had he been put on, I bave some rights of memory in this kingdom, To have prov'd most royally : and, for his pas Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me.
sage, Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, The soldier's music, and the rites of war, And from his mouth whose voice will draw on Speak loudly for him.
Take up the bodies :--Such a sight as this But let this same be presently perform'd Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss. Even while men's minds are wild ; lest more Go, bid the soldiers shoot. [A dead march. mischance
(Exeunt, bearing off the dead Bodies; after On plots and errors, happen.
which, a Peal of Ordnance is shot off. Fort. Let four captains
In reply to an objection which was raised by an eminent critic, and has been repeated with considerable justice by all who have since written on the incidents of this play, viz that “there appears no adequate cause for the feigned madness of Hamlet ; as he does nothing which he might not bave done with the reputation of sanity ; playiag the madmap most when he treats Ophelia with so much rudeness, which seems to be useless and wauton cruelty,”---the following novel and satisfactory opinion, condensed from the remarks of a most intelligent and pruse-worthy commentator, may be advantageously quoted :--- Hamlet resolved to counterfeit madness that he bigbt kill bis uncle without being considered as a traitor and a murderer : this he must have been, having Do proof against his father's assassin, except what was said by the ghost to himself alone ; and of course it would have no weight with any other person. Wishing for additional evidence, he had recourse to the play, which con: firining the story of the ghost, he would instantly have gratified his vengeance by killing his uncle, but for the extraordibary crcumstance of finding him on his knees at prayer ; and shortly afterwards he actually supposed he bad done it, when he stabbed Polonius behind the arras, and, finding his mistake, solemnly conjured his mother to retain the secret of his madness being feigned. His treatment of the young, the beautiful, the harmless, and ibe pious Ophelia” may be explained in the same way; for if he behaved in such a frantic manner to her, who was the object of his tenderest regard, it is a certain consequence that not a doubt could be entertained by others of the reality of his distraction; and thus the delusion was complete.---Bowdler versus Johnson.
OTHELLO, THE MOOR OF VENICE. .
LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. TUE story upon which this beautiful and instructive tragedy is founded, was taken, according to Mr. Pope, frou
Cyothio's novels. It was probably written in the year 1611. Mustapha, Selymus's general, invaded Cyprus in May 1570, and conquered it in the following year. His fleet first sailed towards that island; but immediately changing its course for Rhodes, formed a junction with another squadron, and then returued to the attack of Cyprus : thus the actual historical periods of the performance are satisfactorily determined. In addition to the admirable lesson set forth in this impressive tragedy, so well calculated to produce an excellent effect upon the human mind, by pourtraying that baneful passion, which, when once indulged, is the inevitable destroyer of conjugal happiness ; it may justly be considered as one of the noblest efforts of dramatic genins, that has appeared in any age, or in any language. “The fiery openness of Othello, (says Dr. Johnson) nage nanimous, artless, and credulous ; boundless in his confidence, ardent in his affection, inflexible in his resolution, and obdurate in his revenge.--the soft simplieity of Desdemona, confident of ment, and conscious of innocence; her artless perseverance in her suit, and her slowness to suspect that she can be suspected--the cool malignity of lago, silent in his resentment, subtle in his designs, and studious at once of his interest and his vengeance---are such proofs of Shakspeare's skill in human nature, as I suppose it is in vain to seek in any modern writer ; whilst even the inferior characters would be very conspicuous in any other piece, not only for their justness, but their strength.” In proportion to the enormity of such a crime as adultery, should be the caution with which a suspicion of it is permitted to be entertained ; and our greai dramatic moralist pas se doubt desirous of euforring this maxim, when he made it, as be bas done, the subject of no less than four of his most finished productions.
DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. DUKE OF VENICE.
CLOWN, Servant to Othello.
DESDEMONA, Daughter to Brabantio, and OTHELLO, the Moor.
Wife to Othello. Cass10, his Lieutenant.
EMILIA, Wife to lago. Lago, his Ancient.
BIANCA, a Courtezan, Mistress to Cassio.
Sailors, Attendants, &c.
My mediators; for, certes, says be,
I have already chose my officer.
And what was he?
Forsooth, a great arithmetician,
One Michael Cassio, a Florentine,
That never set a squadron in the field, That thou, Iago,-who hast had my purse, Nor the division of a battle knows As if the strings were tbine,--shouldst know of More than a spinster ; unless the bookish thethis.
oric, Tago. 'Sblood, but you will not hear me :- Wherein the foged consuls $ can propose If ever I did dream of such a matter,
As masterly as he : mere prattle, without prac. Abhor me.
[tion : Rod. Thou told’st me, thou didst bold him in Is all his soldiership. But he, Sir, had the electhy hate.
And I,-of whom his eyes had seen the proof, Iago. Despise me, if I do not. Three great At Rhodes, at Cyprus, and on other grounds ones of the city,
Christian and heathen,-must be be-lee'd and In personal suit to make me his lieutenant,
• Certainly. Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war;
† For wife some read life, supposing it to allude to the And, in couclusion, nonsuits
denunciation in the Gospel, "Woe unto you when all men shall speak well of you."
Theory. Rulers of the state.
1 It was anciently the • Soluson
+ Circumlocution. practice to reckon up sums with counters.
c. Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse isa and moon; and that the affrighted globe Should yawn at alteration.
üass. The senate hath sent about three several quests, To search you out.
Oth. 'Tis well I am found by you ;
Act I, Scene II.
-0, my soul's joy! ater every tempest come such calms, y the winds blow till they have waken'd death.
Act II. Scene I.
Oth. 'Tis not to make me jealous, To say-my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well : Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear, or doubt of her revolt, For she had eyes, and chose me.
Act III. Scene III.
. To whom, my lord? with whom? how am I
O Desdemona, away! away! away!
! bel. Alas, the heavy day!-Why do you weep!
Oth. She's like a liar, gone to burning hell ; 'Twas I that killed her. Emil.
0, the more angel she, And you the blacker devil!
Act V. Scene 11.
Act IV. Scene II.