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Queen. If it be,
Why seems it so particular with thee?

Ham. Seems, Madam? nay, it is; I know not seems:
'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,
Nor customary suits of folemn Black,
Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath,
No, nor the fruitful river in the eye,
Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage,
Together with all forms, moods, shews of grief,
That can denote me truly. These indeed seem,
For they are actions that a man might play;
But I have That within, which passeth shew :
These, but the trappings, and the suits of woe.
King. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature;

To give these mourning duties to your father :
But you must know, 'your father loft a father ;
That father loft, lost his; and the survivor bound
In filial obligation, for some term,
To do ? obsequious forrow. But to persevere
3 In obstinate condolement, is a course

- your father loft a father; it comes to this; That father af. Thai father, bis; and the fur. ter he had lost himself, lost his

vivor bound.) Thus Mr. father. But the reading is ex Pupe judiciously corrected the fide Codicis, and that is enough. faulty copies. On which the edi

WARBURTON. tor Mr. Theobald thus discants ; I do not admire the repetiThis supposed refinement is from tion of the word, but it has fo Mr. Pope, but all the editions much of our authour's manner, elje, that I have met with, old that I find no temptation to reand modern, read,

cede from the old copies. That father 19, loft his;--- obsequious forrow.) ObThe reduplication of which word quious is here from obfequies, or bere gives an energy and an ele. funeral ceremonies. gance WHICH IS MUCH EASIER 3 In obftinate condolement.--) TO BE CONCEIVED THAN EX Condolement, for forrow; because PLAINED IN TERMS. I believe Jorrow is used to be condoled, fo : For when explained in terms



Of impious stubbornness, unmanly grief.
It hews + a will moft incorrect to heav'n,
A heart unfortify'd, a mind impacient,
An understanding simple, and unschoolid;
For, what we know must be, and is as common
An any the most vulgar thing to sense,
Why should we, in our peevith opposition,
Take it to heart? Fie! 'cis a fault to heav'n,
A fault against the dead, a fault to nature,
s To Realon most absurd; whose common theam
Is death of fathers, and who still hath cry'd,
From the first coarse, 'till he that died to day,
" This must be 10.” We pray you, throw to earth
This unprevailing woe, and think of us
As of a father : for let the world take note,
You are the most immediate to our Throne;
6 And with no less nobility of love,
Than that which dearest father bears his son,
? Do I impart tow'rd you. For your intent
In going back to school to Wittenberg,
It is most retrograde to our desire;
And we beseech you, bend you to remain
Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye,
Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our fon.

Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet; I prythee, stay with us, go not to Wittenberg.

Ham. I shall in all my best obey you, Madam.
King. Why, 'cis a loving, and a fair reply;

-a will most incorrect] 6 And with no less nobility of Incorrect, for untutor'd.

love,] Nobiliły, for Magnie WARBURTON. tude,

WARBURTON. 5 To Reason most absurd;---) Nobility is rather gener fory. Reafon, for experience. Wars. 7 Do I impart tow'rd you-) Reason is here used in its com. Impart, for profess.

WARB. mon sense, for the faculty by I believe impart is, impart my. which we form conclufions from felf, communicate whatever I can arguments,



Be as ourself in Denmark. Madam, come;
This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet
Sits smiling to my heart, in grace whereof
8 No jocund health, that Denmark drinks to day,
But the great Cannon to the clouds shall cell,
And the King's rowse the heav'n shall bruit again,
Re-speaking earthly chunder. Come, away. (Exeunt.

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Manet Hamlet. Ham. Oh, that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! » Or that the Everlasting had not fixt His cannon 'gainst self. Naughter! O God! O God; How weary Itale, Aar, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! oh fie!' 'cis an unweeded garden, That grows to feed ; things rank, and gross in nature, Poffels it merely. That it should come to this ! But two months dead ! nay, not so much; nor

two : So excellent a King, that was, to this,


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Nojocundhealth.] The King's self-murder. But the word, which intemperance is very strongly I restored, and which was impressed; every thing that hap. espous'd by the accurate Mr. pens to him gives him occafion Hughes, who gave an edition of to drink.

this Play;) in the true reading, 9 Or that the Everlasting had i. e. That he had not restrain'd not fix'd

suicide by his express law, and His cannon 'gains self slaugh peremptory exhibition. ter!] The generality of the

THEOBALD. e'itions read thus, as if the Poet's i So excellent a King, that was, thought were, Or that the Al to this, mighty had not planted bis artille Hyperion to a Satyr :-) This sy, or arms of vengeance, againfi fimilicude at firt fight seems to


Hyperion to a Satyr; so loving to my mother,
* That he might not let e’en the winds of heav'n
Visit her face too roughly. Heav'n and earth!
Must I remember? why, she would hang on

As if Increase of Appetite had grown
By what it fed on; yet, within a month,
Let me not think-Frailty, thy name is Woman!
A little month! or ere those shoes were old,
With which she followed my poor father's body,
Like Niobe, all tears-Why she, ev’n she,-
O heav'n! 3 a beast, that wants discourse of reason,
Would have mourn'd longer-, married with mine

uncle My father's brother; but no more like my father,


be a little far-fetch'd; but it has of a single lecter, and the fepaan exquisite beauty. By the Sa- ration of two words mistakenly tyr is meant Pan, as by Hyperion, jumbied together, I am verily -Apollo. Pan and Apolio were bro- persuaded, I have retrieved the thers, and the allusion is to the Poet's reading.That he might contention between those two not let e'en the winds of heav'n, Gods for the preference in musick. &c.

THEOBALD, WARBURTON. -abeast, that wants dif2. In former editions,

course of reason.] This is That be permitted not the finely expressed, and with a phi

winds of heav'n] This is a losophical exactness. Beafts want sophistical reading, copied from not reason, but the discourse of the players in some of the mo- reafon : i. e. the regular inferdern editions, for want of un- ring one thing from another by derstanding the Poet, whose text the assistance of universals. is corrupt in the old impressions :

WARBURTON. All of which that I have had the Discourse of renfor, as the fortune to see, concur in read. logicians name the third operaing;

tion of the mind, is indeed a So loving to my mother, philosophical term, but it is fine 'That be might not betcene the no otherwise than as it is proper ; winds of heav'n

it cost the authour nothing, being Vifit her face too roughly. the common language of his

Beteene is a corruption with. time. Of hnding such beauties out doubt, but not lo inveterate in any poet there is no end. a one, but that, by the change Vol. VIIL


Than I to Hercules. Within a month!
Ere yet the falt of most unrighteous tears,
Had left the fushing in her gauled eyes,
She married.--Oh, most wicked speed, to post
With such dexterity to incestuous sheets !
It is not, nor it cannot come to Good.
But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

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Enter Horatio, Bernardo, and Marcellus,
Hor. Hail to your Lordship!

Ham. I am glad to see you well;
Horatio, or I do forget my felf?

Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor servant


Ham. Sir, my good friend; I'll change that name

with you;

And + what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio ? ..
Marcellus !

Mar. My good lord

Hani. I am very glad to fee you; ' good even, Sir. But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg ?

Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord.

Ham. I would not hear your enemy fay fo;
Nor shall you do mine ear that violence,
To make it Truster of your own report
Against yourself. I know, you are no truant;


4-what make you-) A fa- change. Between the first and miliar phrase for what are you eighih scene of this act it is apa doing.

parent that a natural day mult - good even, Sir. ] So pass, and how much of it is althe copies. Sir Th. Hurner and ready over, there is nothing that Dr. W'a burlon put it, ond murno can determine. The King has ing. The alteration i: of no im- held a council. It may now as portance, but all licence is dan. well be evening as morning. gerous. There is no need of any


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