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And his sandal shoon?
At his heels a stone.
Queen. Nay, but Ophelia, —
Pray you, mark.
Larded all with sweet flowers;
With true-love showers.
Oph. Well, Heaven ’ield you! They say, the owl was a baker's daughter. We know what we are, but, know not what we
King. How long hath she been thus ?
Oph. I hope, all will be well. We must be patient: but I cannot choose but weep, to think, they should lay him i’ the cold ground: My brother shall know of it, and so I thank you for your good counsel. Come, my coach! Good night, ladies ; good night, sweet ladies ; good night, good night.
[Exit. King. Follow her close; give her good watch, I pray you.
[Exit HORATIO 0! This is the poison of deep grief; it springs All from her father's death :
Enter a Gentleman.
Save yourself, my lord,
Queen. How cheerfully on the false trail they cry!
Laer. Where is this king ?-Sirs, stand you all without.
Queen. Calmly, good Laertes.
But not by him.
Laer. How came he dead? I'll not be juggled with :
Who shall stay you ?
Enter OPHELIA fantastically dressed with straws and flowers
O rose of May!
Hey no nonny, ronny hey nonni; :
And in his grave raind many a tear ;Fare you well, my dove!
Laer. Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade revenge, It could not move thus.
Oph. You must sing, Down a-down, an you call him a-down-le O, how the wheel becomes it! It is the false steward, that stole hix master's daughter.
Laer. This nothing's more than matter.
Oph. There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray you, love, remember : and there is pansies, that's for thoughts.
Laer. A document in madness; thoughts and remembrance fitted.
Oph. There's fennel for you, and columbines ,--there's rue for you; and here's some for me :-we may call it, herb of grace o'Sun. days :—you may wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy: -I would give you some violets; but they withered all, when my father died :—They say, he made a good end,
For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy, [Sings. Laer. Thought and affliction, passion. all, She turns to favor, and to prettiness. Oph. And will he not come again?
And will he not come again?
No, no, he is dead,
Go to thy death-bed,
He is gone, he is gone,
And we cast away moan;
be with his soul!
[Exit OPHELIA Laer. Do you see this, O heaven.
King. Laertes, I must commune with your grief,
Let this be so;
you And, where the offence is, let the great axe fall. I pray you, go with me.
[ Exeunt. The ship in which Hamlet is embarked for England is attacked by pirates ; Hamlet boards the pirate's vessel, and is captured, but is treated with mercy, and landed on the Danish coast. He sends letters to the King and Horatio, announcing his return, and desires the latter to repair to him immediately.
In the interim, the King and Laertes become reconciled, and plan together the death of Hamlet.
Laertes is to engage the Prince at a match of fencing, and with a poisoned rapier hs engages to slay Hamlet, and thus revenge the death of Polonius. The conference is interrupted by the Queen, who rushes in to announce the fate of Ophelia.
Enter QUEEN. King. How now,
? Queen. One woe doth tread upon another's heel, So fast they follow :-Your sister's drown'd, Laertes.
Laer. Drown'd! 0, where !
Queen. There is a willow grows ascaunt the brook,
Alas then, she is drown'd?
Laer. Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia,
Let's follow, Gertrude;
Enter Two Clowns, with spades, fc.' ist Clo. Is she to be buried in christian burial, that silfully seeka her own salvation ?
2nd Clo. I tell thee, she is; therefore make her grave straight: the crowner hath set on her, and finds it christian burial.
1st Clo. How can that be, unless she drowned herself in her own defence ?
2nd Clo. Why, 'tis found so.
1st Clo. It must be se offendendo; it cannot be else. For here lies the point : If I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act: and an act hath three branches; it is, to act, to do, and to perform: Argal, she drowned herself wittingly.
2nd Clo. Nay, but hear you, goodman delver.
1st Clo. Give me leave. Here lies the water; good: here stands the man; good : If the man go to this water, and drown himself, it is, will he, nill he, he goes; mark you that: but if the water come to him, and drown him, he drowns not himself: Argal, he, that is not guilty of his own death, shortens not his own life.
2nd Clo. But is this law ?
2nd Clo. Will you ha’ the truth on't? If this had not been a gentlewoman, she should have been buried out of christian burial.
1st Clo. Why, there thou say’st: And the more pity; that great folks shall have countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves, more than their even christian. Come, my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and gravemakers; they hold up Adam's profession.
2nd Clo. Was he a gentleman ?
1st Clo. What, art a heathen? How dost thou understand the scripture? The scripture says, Adam digged; Could he dig without arms? I'll put another question to thee: if thou answerest me not to the purpose, confess thyself
2nd Clo. Go to.
1st Clo. What is he, that builds stronger than either the mason, the shipwright, or the carpenter ?
2d Clo. The gallows-maker; for that frame outlives a thousand tenants.
1st Clo. I like thy wit well, in good faith ; the gallows does well: But how does it weil ? it does well to those that do ill : now thou dost wl, to say, the gallows is built stronger than the church; argal, the gallows may do well to thee. To't again ; come.
2nd Clo. Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or a arpenter?