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QUEEN. Come, let me wipe thy face.
LAER. My lord, I'll hit him now.

I do not think it. LAER. And yet it is almost against my con'science.

[Aside. HAM. Come, for the third, Laertes; You do but

I pray you, pass with your best violence;
I am afeard, you make a wanton of me.(61)

LAER. Say you so ? come on. [They play.
Osr. Nothing neither way.
LAER. Have at you now.
[LAERTES wounds HAMLET; then, in scuf-

fling, they change Rapiers," and HAMLET


Part them, they are incensed. HAM. Nay, come again. [The Queen falls. Osr.

Look to the queen there, ho! Hor. They bleed on both sides :--How is it,

my lord?

4tos, my,


Osr. How is't, Laertes ?
LAER. Why, as a woodcock to mine * springe,b. mine own,

I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.

HAM. How does the queen ?

She swoons to see them bleed.

• With respect to the probability of this part of the plot, Mr. Steevens has justly observed, that he does not easily conceive that rapiers can be changed in a scufile without knowing it at the time.

bas a woodcock to mine springe] I have run into a springe like a woodcock, and into such a noose or trap as a fool only would have fallen into; one of my own setting.

QUEEN. No, no, the drink, the drink,- my

dear Hamlet !
The drink, the drink; I am poison'd!

[Dies. HAM. O villainy! Ho! let the door be lock’d: Treachery! seek it out.

[Laertes falls. LAER. It is here, Hamlet : Hamlet, thou art

slain ;
No medicine in the world can do thee good,
In thee there is not half an hour's life;
The treacherous instrument is in thy hand,
Unbated, and envenom'd: the foul practice
Hath turn'd itself on me; lo, here Uie,
Never to rise again: Thy mother's poison’d;
I can no more; the king, the king's to blame.

HAM. The point
Envenom'd too! Then, venom, to thy work.

[Stabs the King.
OSR. f Lords. Treason! treason!
King. O, yet defend me, friends, I am but hurt.
Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd’rous, damned

the onixe, Drink off this potion: Is thy union* here?
Follow my mother. "

[King dies. LAER.

He is justly serv’d;
It is a poison temperodd by himself.--
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet :

Mine and my father's death come not upon thee; · Nor thine on me!(62)

[Dies. HAM. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow



unbated) See IV. 7. King,

the foul practice] See “pass of practice," IV.7. King. Is thy union here? follow my mother] A bitter sarcasm. Take this as thy lot or portion ! the richly prepared cup! D’re find here an union? Go with, follow the queen!

temper'd] Prepared, having the ingredients mixed.

I am dead, Horatio : Wretched queen, adieu !
You that look pale and tremble at this chance,
That are but mutes or audience to this act,
Had I but time, (as this fell sergeant, death,
Is strict in his arrest,) (63) O, I could tell you,-
But let it be: Horatio, I am dead;
Thou liv’st; report me and my cause aright
To the unsatisfied.

Never believe it;
I am more an antique Roman than a Dane,
Here's yet some liquor left.

As thou’rt a man, -
Give me the cup; let go; by heaven l'll have it.
O God! Horatio, what a wounded name,
Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
Absent thee from felicity awhile,
And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,
To tell my story:

[March afar off, and Shot within.

What warlike noise is this? Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come

from Poland,
To the ambassadors of England gives
This warlike volley.

O, I die, Horatio;


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That are but mutes or audience to this act] That are either auditors of this catastrophe, or at most only mute performers, that 'fill the stage without any part in the action. Johnson. b live behind me] Survive me.

If thou didst ever-to tell my story] There is hardly a bosoin that can be unmoved by the interest and feeling excited in this passage: but it is its ease, that constitutes its felicity; it is its unlaboured, simple beauties that give the character of sublimity to this solemn and dignified farewel.

Kent, though not indeed with so high an interest and such exquisite feeling, utters a similar sentiment, when Lear expires.

" Would not upon the rack of this rough world
“ Stretch him out longer.” “ End of the play.

The potent poison quite o’er-crows my spirit; (64)
I cannot live to hear the news from England :-
But I do prophecy the election lights
On Fortinbras; he has my dying voice;
So tell him, with the occurrents,(65) more or less,
Which have solicited, b— The rest is silence. [Dies.
Hor. Now cracks a noble heart :(66) Good

night, sweet prince; And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! Why does the drum come hither? [March within.

Enter FortinBRAS, the English Ambassadors, and


Fort. Where is this sight?

What is it, you would see? If aught of woe, or wonder, cease your search. FORT. This

quarry cries on havock!c-O proud

What feast is toward in thine eternal cell,(67)
That thou so many princes, at a shot,
So bloodily hast struck?

The sight is dismal;
And our affairs from Englando come too late:
The ears are senseless, that should give us hearing,
To tell him, his commandment is fulfill’d,
That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead :
Where should we have our thanks ?

" the news from England] i. e. the fate of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.

b the occurrents, more or less, which have solicited] Which have importunately and irresistibly urged on--he would have said, " this sad catastrophe.”

This quarry cries on havock] This heap of prey (see quarry, Macb. IV. 3. Rosse) proclaims that, which is the signal of desolation in war, havoc. The phrase, cries on, is much in the same way applied to murder in Othello ; " Whose noise is this, that cries on murder ?"

V. 1. Iago. our affairs from England] Matters of our embassage.



Not from his mouth,
Had it the ability of life to thank you ;
He never gave commandment for their death.
But since, so jump upon this bloody question,
You from the Polack wars, and you from England,
Are here arriv'd; give order, that these bodies
High on a stage be placed to the view;
And let me speak, to the yet unknowing world,
How these things come about: So shall

you hear
Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts;
Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters ;
Of deaths put on by cunning, and forc'd* cause;
And, in this upshot, purposes mistook
Fall'n on the inventors' heads : all this can I
Truly deliver.

FORT. Let us haste to hear it,
And call the noblest to the audience.
For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune;
I have some rights* of memory' in this kingdom, So 4tos,
Which are* to claim, my vantage doth invite me. 32.

Hor. Of that I shall have always cause to speak,

• for 10,


rites, 1623,

now, 4tos,

Not from his mouth,
Had it the ability of life-

He never gave commandment for their death] Had it the means, that life affords, not from the mouth of the king; from whom they, as the creatures and spies of his villanies, would have received protection, and whose more atrocious aims, when disclosed to them, would appear to have been directed against the life of his nephew, Hamlet. This obscure intimation, this mystery thrown over the transaction, would heighten curiosity and the interest of the communications, presently expected from Horatio.

jump upon this bloody question] Close upon, and as if by a spring or bound reaching it. Just or jump at this dead hour," are the different readings of the folios and quartos in I. 1. Marc. e put on by cunning] Produced.

rights of memory, &c.) Borne in memory, not forgotten; and thence to liave effect given them.


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