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Have lost a brace of kinsnien:*-all are pun. 1. Cap. As rich shall Romeo by his lady lie; ish'd.

Poor sacrifices of our enmity ! Cap. O, brother Montague, give me thy | Prince. A glooming peace this morning with hand :

it brings; This is my daughter's jointure, for no more

The sun for sorrow will not show his head: Can I demand.

Go hence, to have more talk of these sad Mon. But I can give thee more:

things; For I will raise her statue in pure gold:

Some shall be pardon'd, and some pun. That, while Verona by that name is known,

ished: There shall no figure at such rate be set, For never was a story of more woe, As that of true and faithful Juliet.

| Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. * Mercutio and Paris.




CLAUDIUS, King of Denmark.
HAMLET, Son to the former King, and Nephew

to the present King.
POLONIUS, Lord Chamberlain.
HORATIO, Friend to Hamlet.
LAERTES, Son to Polonius.

OSRIC, a Courtier.
MARCELLUS, } Officers.

| FRANCISCO, a Soldier.
REYNALDO, Servant to Polonius.
Ghost of Hamlet's Father.
FORTINBRAS, Prince of Norway.
GERTRUDE, Queen of Denmark, and Mother

of Hamlet.
OPHELIA, Daughter of Polonius.
Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Players,

Grave-diggers, Sailors, Messengers, and other Attendants.

Scene, Elsinore.



Ber. Say.

What, is Horatio there? SCENE 1.- Elsinore.-A Platform before the Hor. A piece of him. Castle.

Ber. Welcome, Horatio; welcome, good

FRANCISCO on his Post.- Enter to him

Hor. What, has this thing appear'd again

to-night? Ber. Who's there?

Ber. I have seen nothing. Fran. Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold

Mar. Horatio says, 'tis but our fantasy ; Yourself.

And will not let belief take hold of him, Ber. Long live the king !

Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us; Fran. Bernardo?

Therefore I have entreated him along, Ber. He.

With us to watch the minutes of this night; Fran. You come most carefully upon your That, if again this apparition come. hour.

He may approve* our eyes, and speak to it. Ber. "Tis now struck twelve; get thee to Hor. Tush! tush ! 'twill not appear. bed, Francisco.

Ber. Sit down awhile; Frun. For this relief, much thanks: ’tis bit

And let us once again assail your ears, ter cola,

That are so fortified against our story, And I am sick at heart.

What we two nights have seen. Ber. Have you had quiet guard ?

Hor. Well, sit we down, Fran. Not a mouse stirring.

And let us hear Bernardo speak of this. Ber. Well, good night.

Ber. Last night of all, If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus, When yon same star, that's westward from The rivals* of my watch, bid them make haste.

the pole,

(heaven | Had made his course to illume that part of Enter Horatio and Marcellus.

Where now it burns, Marcellus, and myself, Fran. I think, I hear them.-Stand, ho! Who The bell then beating one, is there?

Mar. Peace, break thee off; look, where it Hor. Friends to this ground.

comes again! Mar. And liegemen to the Dane. Fran. Give you good pight.

Enter Ghost. Mar. O, farewell, honest soldier:

Ber. In the same figure like the king that's Who hatb'reliev'd you ? Fran. Bernardo hath my place.

Mar. Thou art a scholar, speak to it,

u art a scholar, speak to it, Horatio. Give you good night. [Erit FRANCISCO. Ber. Looks it not like the king? mark it, Mar. Holla! Bernardo!



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Hor. Most like:-it harrows* me with fear, (As it doth well appear unto our state, and wonder.

But to recover of us, by strong hand, Ber. It would be spoke to.

And terms compulsatory, those 'foresaid lands Mar. Speak to it, Horatio.

So by his father lost: And this, I take it, Hor. What art thou, that usurp'st this time Is the main motive of our preparations ; of night,

The source of this our watch; and the chie! Together with that fair and warlike form

head In which the majesty of buried Denmark Of this, post-haste and romage* in the land. Did sometimes march? by heaven I charge (Ber. I think, it be no other, but even so: thee, speak.

Well may it sort,t that this portentous ógure Mar. It is offended.

Comes armed through our watch; so like Ice Ber. See! it stalks away. Hor. Stay; speak: speak I charge thee, That was, and is, the question of these wars. speak.

(Exit Ghost. Hor. A mote it is, to trouble the mind's ere. Mar. "Tis gone, and will not answer.

In the most high and palmyt state of Rome, Ber. How, now, Horatio ? you tremble, and A little are the mightiest Julius fell, (dead look pale:

The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted s not this something more than fantasy? Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets. What think you of it?

Hor. Before my God, I might not this believe, As, stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Without the sensible and true avouch

Disasters in the sun; and the moist star, Of mine own eyes.

Upon whose influence Neptune's empire Mar. Is it not like the king?

stands, Hor. As thou art to thyself:

Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse. Such was the very armour he had on,

And even the like precurse of fierce events,When he the ambitious Norway combated; As harbingers preceding still the fales, So frown'd he once. when. in angry parle.t

| And prologue to the omen| coming on, 'Tis strange. eddedi Polacke on the ice.

· Have heaven and earth together demonstrated

Unto our climatures and countrymen.-) Mar. Thus, twice before, and jumpll at this dead hour,

Re-enter GHOST.
With martial stalk' hath he gone by our watch.
Hor. In what particular thought to work, Il!

hi to work, iBut, soft; behold! lo, where it comes again! know not;

I'll cross it, though it blast me.-Stay, ille But, in the gross and scope of mine opinion, I

sion ! This bodes some strange eruption to our state.

If thou hast any sound, or use of voice, Mar. Good now, sit down, and tell me, help

he Speak to me: that knows,

If there be any good thing to be done, Why this same strict and most observant watch

That may to thee do ease, and grace to me, So nightly toils the subject of the land;

Speak to me: And why such daily cast of brazen cannon,

| If thou art privy to thy country's late, And foreign mart for implements of war;

Which, happily, foreknowing, may avoid, Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sorel, speak! task

Or, if thou hast uphoarded in thy life Does not divide the Sunday from the week :

| Extorted treasure in the womb of earth, What might be toward, that this sweaty haste

Ste For which, they say, you spirits oft walk is Doth make the night joint-labourer with the la


(Cock crops. Who is't, that can inform me?

Speak of it:-stay, and speak.-Siop it, Var. Hor. That can I;

cellus. At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king,

Mar. Shall I strike at it with my partizan Whose image even but now appear'd to us,

Hor. Do, if it will not stand. Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway,

Ber. "Tis here! Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride,

Hor. 'Tis here! Dar'd to the combat; in which our valiant

Mar. 'Tis gone!

[Erit GHOST Hamlet

Thim.Ji We do it wrong, being so majestical, (For so this side of our known world esteem'd lo

world esteem | To offer it the show of violence; Did slay this Fortinbras: who, by a seal'd com- For it is, as the air, invulnerable, Well ratified by law and heraldry, (pact,

And our vain blows malicious mockery. Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands,

Ber. It was about to speak, when the cock Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conqueror:

crew. Against the which, a moiety competent

Hor. And then it started like a guilty thing Was gaged by our king; which had return'd

| Upon a fearful summons. I have beard, To the inheritance of Fortinbras, (mart, 1

The cock, that is the trumpet of the mort, Had he been vanquisher; as, by the same co

Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throul And carriage of the article design'd, **

Awake the god of day; and, at his warning His fell to Hamlet: Now, Sir, young Fortin

Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, Of unimproved mettle hot and full,tt (bras,

The extravagant and erringf spirit hies Hath in the skirts of Norway, here and there,

To his contine: and of the truth herein Shark'dfi up a list of landless resolutes,

This present object made probation.** For food and diet, to some enterprise

Mar. It faded on the crowing of the cock. That hath a stomach in't: which is no other

Some say, that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,

This bird of dawning singeth all night long, * Conquers.

+ Dispute.

1 Sledge. $ Polander, an inhabitant of Poland.

| And then they say no spirit dares stir abroad; | Just.

I Joint bargain. ** The covenant to confirm that bargain.

* Search

+ Suit. : Victorious ++ Full of spirit without experience, 11 Picked.

The moon. Event. I Wandering Resolution.

** Proof.


The nights are wholesome; then no planets | And lose your voice: What wouldst thou beg, strike,

Laertes, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, That shall not be my offer, not thy asking? So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. The head is not more native to the heart,

Hor. So I have heard, and do in part believe The hand more instrumental to the mouth, But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, [it. Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill : What wouldst thou have, Laertes ? Break we our watch up; and, by my advice, Laer. My dread lord, Let us impart what we have seen to-night Your leave and favour to return to France; Unto young Hamlet: for, upon my life, From whence though willingly I came to This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him:

Denmark, Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it, To show my duty in your coronation ; As needful in our loves, fitting our duty ? | Yet now, I must confess, that duty done, Mar. Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning My thoughts and wishes bend again toward know


[don. Where we shall find him most convenient. | And bow them to your gracious leave and par

[Exeunt. King. Have you your father's leave? What

says Polonius ? SCENE II.-The same.-A Room of Stute in

| Pol. He hath, my lord, [wrung from me my The same.

slow leave, . Enter the KING, QUEEN, HAMLET, POLONIUS, By laboursome petition; and, at last,

LAERTES, VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, LORDS, Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent:] and Attendants.

I do beseech you, give him leave to go. King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear bro

| King. Take thy fair hour, Laertes ; time be ther's death

thine, The memory be green; and that it us befitted

And thy best graces: spend it at thy will.To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole

But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son,kingdom

Ham. A little more than kin, and less than To be contracted in one brow of woe;


[ Aside. Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature,

King. How is it, that the clouds still hang That we with wisest sorrow think on him,

on you?

Ham. Not so, my lord, I am too much i'the Together with remembrance of ourselves. Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen,

sun. The imperial jointress of this warlike state,

Queen. Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour Have we, as 'twere, with a defeated joy,


[mark. With one auspicious, and one dropping eye;

| And let thine eye look like a friend on DenWith mirth in funeral, and with dirge in mar

Do not, for ever, with thy veiled lidst

Seek for thy noble father in the dust: riage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole,

Thou know'st, 'tis common; all, that live, Taken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd.

must die, Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone

| Passing through 'nature to eternity. With this affair along :-For all, our thanks.

Ham. Ay, madam, it is common. Now follows, that you know, young Fortin

Queen. If it be, bras,

Why seems it so particular with thee? Holding a weak supposal of our worth ;

Ham. Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know Or thinking, by our late dear brother's death,

not seems. Our state to be disjoint and out of frame,

'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Colleagued with this dream of his advantage,

Nor customary suits of solemn black, He hath not fail'd to pester us with message,

Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, Importing our surrender of those lands

No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Lost by his father, with all bandst of law,

Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, To our most valiant brother. So much for

Together with all forms, modes, shows of him.


seem, Now for ourself, and for this time of meeting.

That can denote me truly: These, indeed, Thus much the business is: We have here writ

For they are actions that a man might play: To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,

But I have that within, which passeth show; Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hears

These, but the trappings and the suits of woe. Of this his nephew's purpose,-to suppress

King. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your His further gaitt herein; in that the levies,

nature, Hamlet, The lists, and full proportions, are all made

To give these mourning duties to your father : Out of his subject :-and we here despatch

But, you must know, your father lost a father ; You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand,

That father lost his; and the survivor bound For bearers of this greeting to old Norway;

In filial obligation, for some term Giving to you no further personal power

| To do obsequious sorrow: But to perséver To business with the king, more than the scope

In obstinate condolement, is a course Of these dilated articles allow.


Of impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly grief: Farewell; and let your haste commend your

It shows a will most incorrect to heaven; Cor. Vol. In thai, and all things, will we

A heart unfortified, or mind impatient; show our duty.

An understanding simple and unschool'd: King. We doubt it nothing; heartily fare. / For what, we know, must be, and is as com well.

mon [Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS.Lasany the most vulgar thing to sense, And now. Laertes. what's the news with von ? Why

the news with you? Why should we, in our peevish opposition, You told us of some suit; What is't. Laertes e it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven, You cannot speak of reason to the Dane,

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A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, I Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor ser. To reason most absurd; whose common theme i

vant ever. Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried, Ham. Sir, my good friend ; I'll change tha From the first corse, till he that died to-day,

name with you. This must be so. We pray you, throw to earth | And what make you from Wittenberg, HoraThis unprevailing woe; and think of us Marcellus ? As of a father: for let the world take note, Mar. My good lord,You are the most immediate to our throne; Ham. I am very glad to see you; good evea, And, with no less nobility of love, Than that which dearest father bears his son, But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg Do I impart toward you. For your intent Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord. In going back to school in Wittenberg,

Ham. I would not hear your enemy say so: It is most retrograde* to our desire :

Nor shall you do mine ear that violence,
And, we beseech you, bend you to remain To make it truster of your own report
Here, in the cheer and comfort of our eye, Against yourself: I know, you are no truaat.
Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son. But what is your affair in Elsinore ?
Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers,

We'll teach you to drink deep e

Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's I pray thee, stay with us, go not to Wittenberg.

funeral. Ham. I shall in all my best obey you, ma Ham. I pray thee, do not mock me, fellowdam.

student; King. Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply; I think, it was to see my mother's wedding. Be as ourself in Denmark.-Madam, come; Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon. This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio ! the futeral Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof,

bak'd meats* No jocund health, that Denmark drinks to-day, Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell ; 'Would I had met my dearestt foe in heaven And the king's rouset the heaven shall bruit: Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio ! . again,

| My father,-Methinks, I see my father. Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come away. Hor. Where,

(Exeunt King, Queen, Lords, &c. Polo- My lord ?

Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio.
Ham. O, that this too too solid flesh would Hor. I saw him once, he was a goodly kibe.
Thaw, and resolves itself into a dew! (melt, Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all,
Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd (God! I shall not look upon his like again.
His canon l'gainst self-slaughter! 0 God! 0 | Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable

Ham. Saw! who? Seem to me all the uses of this world !

Hor. My lord, the king your father. fie on't! ( fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, Ham. The king my father? That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in Hor. Season your admiration for a while nature,

(this! | With an attenti ear; till I may deliver, Possess it merely. That it should come to Upon the witness of these gentlemen, But two months dead !--nay, not so much, not This marvel to you. So excellent a king; that was, to this, (two: Ham. For God's love, let me hear. Hyperion** to a satyr: so loving to my mother, I Hor. Two pights together had these gentle. That he might not beteemit the winds of heaven

men, Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, Must I remember? why, she would hang on in the dead waist and middle of the night, As if increase of appetite had grown [him, Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your By what it fed on: And yet, within a month, Armed at point, exactly, cap-à-pė, (father, Let me not think on't ;-Frailty, thy name is Appears before them, and, with solemn march,

Goes slow and stately by them: thrice be A little inonth ; or ere those shoes were old,

walk'd, With which she follow'd my poor father's By tbeir oppress'd and fear-surprized eyes,

Within his truncheon's length; whilst they Like Niobe, all tears ;-why she, even she, Almost to jelly with the act of fear, (distid O heaven! a beast, that wants discourse of Stand dumb, and speak not to him. This to De reason,

In dreadful secrecy impart they did;. Would bave mourn'd longer,-married with | And I with them, the third night, kept my uncle,

watch: My father's brother; but no more like my father, Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time, Than I to Hercules: Within a month ;

Form of the thing, each word made true and Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears

good, Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, The apparition comes : I knew your father, She married :-0 most wicked speed, to post These hands are not more like. With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! Ham. But where was this? t is not, nor it cannot come to, good;

Hor. My lord, upon the platforin where we Eut break, my heart: for I must hold my

watch'd. tongue!

Ham. Did you not speak to it?

Hor. My lord, I did; Enter Horatio, BERNARDO, and MARCELLUS.

Butanswer made it none: yet once, methought, Hor. Hail to your lordship!

It lifted up its head, and did address Ham. I am glad to see you well:

Itself to motion, like as it would speak: Duratio,-or I do forget myself.

But, even then, the morning cock crew loud, * Contrary. + Draght. : Report.

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