Queen. Sweets to the sweet: Farewell! [Scattering flowers. I hop'd thou should'st have been my Hamlet's wife; I thought, thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid, And not have strew'd thy grave. Laer. O, treble woe Fall ten times treble on that cursed head, Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense Depriv'd thee of!-Hold off the earth a while, Till I have caught her once more in mine arms : [Leaps into the grave. Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead; Till of this flat a mountain you have made, To o'ertop old Pelion, or the skyish head Of blue Olympus. Ham. [Advancing]. What is he, whose grief Bears such an emphasis? whose phrase of sorrow Conjures the wand'ring stars, and makes them stand Like wonder-wounded hearers? this is I, Hamlet the Dane. Laer. [Leaps into the grave. The devil take thy soul! [Grappling with him. Ham. Thou pray'st not well. I pr'ythee, take thy fingers from my throat; Which let thy wisdom fear: Hold off thy hand. Queen. All. Gentlemen, Hor. Hamlet, Hamlet! Good my lord, be quiet. [The Attendants part them, and they come out of the grave. Ham. Why, I will fight with him upon this theme, Until my eyelids will no longer wag. Queen. O my son! what theme? Ham. I lov'd Ophelia; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.-What wilt thou do for her? King. O, he is mad, Laertes. Queen. For love of God, forbear him. Ham. 'Zounds, show me what thou❜lt do: Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? Woul't drink up Esil?1 eat a crocodile? Queen. When that her golden couplets are disclos'd,' Ham. Hear you, sir; What is the reason that you use me thus? I lov'd you ever: But it is no matter; The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. [Exit. [Exit HORATIO. Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech; We'll put the matter to the present push.— [Exeunt. Esil. The Yssel, the most northerly branch of the Rhine. 2 disclosed, hatched. SCENE II.—A hall in the castle. Enter HAMLET and HORATIO. Ham. So much for this, sir: now shall you see the You do remember all the circumstance? Hor. Remember it, my lord! [other ; Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting, That would not let me sleep: methought, I lay Worse than the mutines' in the bilboes. Rashly, And prais'd be rashness for it,-Let us know,3 When our deep plots do pall: and that should teach Hor. Ham. Up from my cabin, [us, That is most certain. My sea-gown scarf'd about me, in the dark No not to stay the grinding of the axe, My head should be struck off. Hor. Is't possible? Ham. Here's the commission; read it at more leisure : But wilt thou hear now how I did proceed? 2 bilboes, a species of fetter. Rashly, And prais'd be rashness, for it lets us know, &c., is the suggestion of TYRWHITT. 4 bugbears. without any abatement, or intermission of time. Hor. Ay, 'beseech you. Ham. Being thus benetted' round with villanies, A baseness to write fair, and labour'd much Hor. Ay, good my lord. As love between them like the palm might flourish; He should the bearers put to sudden death, Hor. How was this seal'd? Ham. Why, even in that was heaven ordinant; Which was the models of that Danish seal: Subscrib'd it; gave't the impression; plac'd it safely, The changeling never known: Now, the next day Was our sea-fight; and what to this was sequent Thou know'st already. Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't. Ham. Why, man, they did make love to this employment; They are not near my conscience; their defeat 1 benetted, ensnared. 2 statists, statesmen. That is, this yeomanly qualification was a most useful servant to me. 4 shriving-time, time for confession. 5 The model is in old language the copy. Does by their own insinuation' grow: "Tis dangerous, when the baser nature comes Between the pass and fell incensed points Of mighty opposites. Hor. Why, what a king is this! 2 Ham. Does it not, think thee, stand me now upon? 3 He that hath kill'd my king, and [shamed] my mother; Popp'd in between th' election and my hopes; Thrown out his angle for my proper life, And with such cozenage; is't not perfect conscience, To quit him with this arm? and is't not to be damn'd, To let this canker of our nature come In further evil?5 Hor. It must be shortly known to him from England What is the issue of the business there. Ham. It will be short: the interim is mine; And a man's life no more than to say, one. That to Laertes I forgot myself; For by the image of my cause, I sec The portraiture of his. I'll count his favours: 6 Hor. Peace; who comes here? Enter OSRIC. Osr. Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark. Ham. I humbly thank you, sir.-Dost know this water-fly? Hor. No, my good lord. Ham. Thy state is the more gracious; for 'tis a vice to know him. He hath much land, and fertile: let a 1i. e. by their having insinuated or thrust themselves into the employment. 2 bethink thee. quit, requite. 2 i. e. become a most imperative duty? 5 i. e. grow to a greater head. 6 count, make account of. |