That they may seem the taints of liberty;
The flash and out-break of a fiery mind,
A favageness in unreclaimed blood
Of general affault.

Rey. But, my good lord--

Rey. Ay, my lord, I would know that.

Pol. Marry, fir, here's my drift;

And I believe it is a fetch of y wit.

You, laying these flight fullies on my fon,

As 'twere a thing a little foil'd i' th' working,

b

Mark you your party in converfe, him you would found, Having ever feen, in the prenominate crimes,

d

The youth you breathe of, guilty, be affur'd,
He clofes with you in this f confequence;

* Good fir, (or fo) or friend, or gentleman,
According to the phrafe or the addition

Of man and country.

h

Rey. Very good, my lord.

k

i

Pol. And then, fir, does he this; * He does---what was I about to say?

Fo's, unreclaim'd.

w Second q. wherefor. So S. but gives

not the reading of 3d q. wherefore.

x C. reads, my good lord, &c.

e P. alters breathe to speak. Followed

by H.

f The 2d q. reads cofequence.

g H. reads, Good fir, or fir, or friend

y The fo's, R. and C. for wit read &c. W. reads, Good fir, or fire, &c.

warrant.

z The first q. and P. read fallies. a The qu's read with working. Third q. T. W. and J. be for him. For you would, J. puts, you'ld. d First and 2d qu's, prenominat. SoS. neglecting prenominate, the reading of 3dq.

N. B. In the qu's the words or fo are included in a.parenthefis, as in the above text.

h Instead of or, the fo's and R. read and.

i First q. addiftion.
k Qu's, a for be.

m

By the mafs, I was about to fay fomething,

What did I leave?

Rey. At, clofes in the confequence ".

Pol. At, clofes in the confequence--- Ay, marry. He clofes thus: I know the gentleman,

I saw him yesterday, or P t' other day,

Or then, or then, with fuch, or fuch; and, as you fay, There was he gaming, there o'ertook in 's rowse,

There falling out at tennis, or, perchance,

t

I faw him enter fuch a houfe of " fale,

Videlicet, a brothel, or fo forth.--- See you now,
Your bait of falfhood w takes this x carp of truth:

And thus do we of wisdom and of reach,

With windlaces, and with

affays of byas, By indirections find directions out;

In The 2d, 3d and 4th fo's, and R. There was a gaming there, or tooke in 's

b

Pol. Ged b'w you, fare you well.

Rey. Good, my lord--

Pol. Obferve his inclination in yourself.

Rey. I fhall, my lord.

Pol. And let him ply his mufick.

Rey. Well, my lord.

[Exit Reynaldo.

SCENE ÍI.

Enter Ophelia .

Pol. Farewel. How now, Ophelia, what's the matter? Oph. O my lord, my lord, I have been fo affrighted. Pol. With what fi' th' name of God?

Oph. My lord, as I was fewing in my closet,

Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbrac'd,

i

No hat upon his head, his ftockings foul'd,

k

Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle,

Pale as his fhirt, his knees knocking each other,
And with a look fo piteous in purport,

As if he had been loofed out of hell,
To fpeak of horrors; he comes before me.

Pol. Mad for thy love?

Oph. My lord, I do not know;

But, truly I do fear it.

Pol. What faid he?

Oph. He took me by the wrift,

and held me hard;

Then goes he to the length of all his arm;
And with his other hand, thus o'er his brow;
He falls to fuch perufal of my face,

As he would draw it: long ftaid he fo;
At laft, a little fhaking of mine arm,

And thrice his head thus waving up and down,
He rais'd a figh fo 9 piteous and profound,

As it did fcem to fhatter all his bulk,

t

And end his being: that done, he lets me go,
And, with his head over his " fhoulder turn'd,
He feem'd to find his ways without his eyes;
For out" o' doors he went without their helps,
And, to the laft, bended their light on me.

Pol. Come, go with me, I will go feek the king. This is the very ecftacy of love,

Whose violent property foredoes itself,

And leads the will to defp'rate undertakings,
As oft as any paffion under heav'n,

That does affli&t our natures. I am forry:

What, have you given him any hard words of late?
Oph. No, my good lord; but as you did command,

I did repel his letters, and deny'd

His access to me.

Pol. That hath made him mad.

I am forry that with better

d

heed and judgment

I had not quoted him. I fear'd he did but trifle,

And meant to wrack thee; but befhrew my jealoufy!

f By heaven it is as proper to our age

To caft beyond ourselves in our opinions,

As it is common for the younger fort

To lack difcretion. Come, go we to the king.

This must be known; which being kept clofe, might move More grief to hide, than hate to utter love.