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For, in the fatness of these pursy times,
Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg,
Yea, curb and wooe for leave to do it good.

Queen. Oh! Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.

Ham. O, throw away the worser part of it,
And y live the purer with the other half.
Good night; but go not to my uncle's bed,
Assume a virtue if you have it not..
? That monster custom, who all sense doth eat
Of habits, · devil, is angel yet in this,
That to the use of actions fair and good
He likewise gives a frock, or livery,
That aptly is put on. Refrain to-night;
And that shall lend a kind of easiness
To the next abstinence; the next, more easy ;
For use almost can change the flamp of nature,
d And either master the devil, or throw him out
With wondrous potency. Once more, good night!
And when you are desirous to be blest,
I'll blessing beg of you. - For this same lord,

[Pointing to Polonius. I do repent :'' but heav'n hath pleas'd it so, u The ift f. reads ibis.

vil, &cThe 2d and 3d, and R. read, W From courber Fr. to bend. H. And mafter the devil, &c. P. and the * The qu's, fo's and R. read bim. rest, And mafter even ibe devil, &c. But. y The qu's read leave.

the ist g. Supplies the word eitber, a more z What is in italic is not in the fo's. proper one than even, in this place.

a T. reads evil from Dr. Tbirlby's e Put in by R. conjecture ; followed by I. W. and f H. alters this to, bue obe heav'ns have C.

pleas'd it so, &c. to make it agree with The ist and 2d qu's read, to re- their scourge, &c. (followed by J. omitfruin.

ting tbe). But perhaps beav'n may be c R. and all after but C. can almoft. taken as a noun of multitude, q. d. ebe • The id q. reads, And virber ebe de- powers of beau're

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: To punish me with this, and this with me,
That I must be their scourge and minister.
I will bestow him, and will answer well
The death I gave him. So, again good night!
I must be cruel, only to be kind;
• Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
i One word more, good lady.

Queen. What shall I do!
Ham. Not this, by no means, that I bid you

Let the k bloat king tempt you again to bed;
Pinch wanton on your cheek; call you his mouse;
And let him, for a pair of reechy kisses,
Or padling in your neck with his damn'd fingers,


to' ravel all this matter out,
That I essentially am not in madness,
But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know.
For who that's but a queen, fair, sober, wife,
Would from a paddock, from a bat, a gibbe,
Such dear concernings hide ? Who would do so?
No, in despight of sense and secresy,

& H. reads, To punish him witb me, though the words seem necellary, as and me witb ibis. 1. aims to read after they introduce the following question of him, but puts in his text, To punish this the queen, What shall I do? C. reads, with 71, c., and tells us this is Hi's Hark, one word, &c. reading.

* The qu's read blowe ; the fo's and h The rit and ad qu's read this: fo R. blunt ; P. T. and H. fond; W.F. S; but takes no notice of the reading of and C. blant. the 3d, viz. ibus.

? The ilt and zd’qu's read, rouell. · The words in italic, which are in So S; but gives not the reading of 3d, the qu's, are omitted by all the other ravell. editions but C. none of them taking m. Qu's and C: gib. notice that there is any such reading,

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Unpeg the basket on the house's top,
Let the birds fly, and, like the famous ape,
To try conclufions, in the basket creep;
And break your own neck down.

Queen. Be thou assur'd, if words be made of breath.
And breath of life, I have no life to breathe
What thou hast said to me.

Ham. I must to England, you know that.
Queen. Alack, I had forgot; 'tis so concluded on.

Ham. - There's letters seal'd; and my two school-fellows,
Whom I will trust as I will adders fang’d,
They bear the mandate; they mull sweep my way,
And marshal me to knavery. Let it work.
For 'tis the sport to have the engineer
Hoift with his own petar; and 't shall go hard
But I will delve one yard below their mines,
And blow them at the moon. 0, 'tis moll sweet,
When in one line two crafts directly meet.
This man ihall set me packing.
I'll lug the guts into the neighbour room.
Mother, good night. — Indeed, this counsellor
Is now most still, most secret, and most

grave, Who was in life a P most foolish, prating knave... Come, fir, to draw toward an end with you. Good night, another. [Exit Hamlet, 9 tugging in Polonius.

a The verses in italic are omitted by ing S. omits. the fo's. P. tells us here are ten verses P So the qu's; all the rest omit moft. added out of the old edition : I can make 9 No mention is qu's of sugging in bat nine of them.

Pol. H. Exeuni, Hamlet rugging out Por o The 3d 9. reads is 'n This read- lonius.


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Enter King and Queen, with Rosencraus and Guildenstern.


King 'HERE's o matter in these sighs; these profound heaves

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Where is your

son ?
Queen. · Bestow this piace on us a little while.

[To Rosencraus and Guildenstern, who go out. Ah, mine own lord, what have I seen to-night!

King. What, Gertrude ? How does Hamlet ?

Queen. Mad as the • sea and wind, when both contend
Which is the mightier; in his lawless fit,
Behind the arras hearing something ftir,
" Whips out his rapier, cries, A rat, a rat!
And in this brainish apprehension kills
The unseen good old man.

: The scene first described by R.

So the qu's and C; the rest feas. b Fo's and R. mat'ers.

f So the qu's and C. The fo's and The fo's, R. P. and H. omit this R. He wbips bis rapier oul, and cries, A line, and do not make Ros. and Guild. rat, rat.

P. and the rest, He wbips to enter with the king and queen.

bis rapier oul, and cries, Aral! So the qu's; the reft, my good lord, & The fo's, R. P. and H. bis.

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King. O heavy deed!
It had been so with us had we been there,
His liberty is full of threats to all,
To you yourself, to us, to every one.
Alas! how shall this bloody deed be answer'd?
It will be laid to us, whose providence
Should have kept short, restrain’d, and out of haunt,
This mad young man.

But so much was our love,
We would not understand what was most fit;
But, like the owner of a foul disease,
To keep it from divulging, let it feed
Ev'n on the pith of life. Where is he gone

Queen. To draw apart the body he hath killed,
O’er whoin his very madness, like some ore
Among a mineral of metals base,
Shews itself

for what is done.
King. Gertrude, come away.
The sun no sconer Mall the mountains touch,
But we will ship him hence; and this ' vile deed
We mult, with all our majesty and skill,
Both countenance and excuse. Ho! Guildenstern!

Enter kofuncraus and Guildenstern.
Friends both, go join you with some further aid :
Hamiet in madness hath Polonius slain,
And from his mother's closet hath he dragg'd him.

i He weeps

m Instead of you with, the 3d q. reade

with you.

h The fo's, R. and P.'s quarto, read, Leis.

i Qu's, afrbe.
* The ad and 3d qu's omits O.
| Toree ift fu's, vilce.

n The ift f. reads closets.
o Fitf q. dreg'd.


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