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Than that which dearest father bears his son, King. Why, 't is a loving and a fair reply: Do I impart toward you. For your intent
Be as ourself in Denmark.–Madam, come ; In going back to school in Wittenberg,
This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet It is most retrograde to our desire:
Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof, And, we beseech you, bend you to remain
No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day, Here, in the cheer and comfort of our eye, | But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell; Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son.
And the king's rouse* the heavens shall bruit again, QUEEX. Let uot thy mother lose her prayers, Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come away.(4) Hamlet;
[Exeunt all except HAMLET. pray thee, stay with us; go not to Wittenberg. HAM. I shall in all my best obey you, madam. 1 of this play.
- the king's rouse-) See note on the drinking terms at the end two;
Ham. O, that this too too a solid flesh would | Ham.
I am glad to see you well: melt,
Horatio,or I do forget myself. Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!
Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor serOr that the Everlasting had not fix'd
vant ever. His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O, God! O, Ham. Sir, my good friend ; I'll change that God!
name with you. How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio ?Seem to me all the uses of this world !
Marcellus ? Fie on't! O, fie ! 't is an unweeded garden, Mar. My good lord, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in Ham. I am very glad to see you.-Good even, nature
sir,— Possess it merely. That it should come to this ! ! But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg? But two months dead !-nay, not so much, not Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord.
ILAM. I would not hear* your enemy say so; So excellent a king; that was, to this,
Nor shall you do mine ear that violence, Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother, To make it truster of your own report That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Against yourself: I know you are no truant. Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! But what is your affair in Elsinore ? Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.' As if increase of appetite had grown
Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's By what it fed on: and yet, within a month,-
funeral. Let me not think on't-Frailty, thy name is | Ham. I prythee, do not mock me, fellowwoman !
student ; A little month ; or ere those shoes were old, I think it was to see my mother's wedding. With which she follow'd my poor father's body, I Ilor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd hard upon. Like Niobe, all tears ;-why she, even she,– Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio ! the funeral bak'd 0, God ! * a beast, that wants discourse of reason,
meats (5) Would have mourn'd longer,-married with mine Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. uncle,
Would I had met my dearest (6) foe in heaven My father's brother ; but no more like my father, Ere ever I had † seen that day, Horatio S Than I to Hercules : within a month ;
My father,-methinks, I see my father. Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
Hor. O, where, my lord ? Had left the flushing' of her galled eyes,
In my mind's eye, Horatio. She married :--0, most wicked speed to post
Hor. I saw him once; he was a goodly king. With such dexterity to incestuous sheets,
Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all, It is not, nor it cannot come to, good ;
I shall not look upon his like again, But break, my heart,—for I must hold my tongue ! Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight.
Ham. Saw who?
HOR. My lord, the king your father. Enter Horatio, BERNARDO, and MARCELLUS.
The king my father!
Hor. Season your admiration for a while Hor. Hail to your lordship!
With an attentive ear; till I may deliver,
(*) First folio, haie.
(+) First folio, Ere I had ee. ! a 0, that this too too solid fesh urould melt,-) Mr. Halliwell has e And what make you-] We should now ask,-"What da proved by numberless examples, culled from our early writers, you?" but the above was a household form of speech in Shakesthat where too too occurred, in the generality of cases it formed a peare's day; in the same manner, Hamlet subsequently demands of compound word, too-too, and when thus connected bore the Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, -"What make you at Elsinore!** meaning of exceeding. The present instance, however, must be
in “Othello," Act I. Sc. 2, Cassio inquires of Jago, regarded as an exception to the rule. Here the repetition of too is
" ancient, what makes he here!" not only strikingly beautiful, rhetorically, but it admirably ex
and in "Love's Labour's Lost," Act IV. Sc. 3, the king questions presses that morbid condition of the mind which makes the
Costard,unhappy prince deem all the uses of the world but “weary,
" what makes treason here?" stale, flat, and unprofitable." b - beteem- That is, vouchsafe, allou, suffer, and the like.
f We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.) The reading C - discourse of reason, By“ discourse of reason" was
of the 1603 quarto and of the folio 1623 : the other old copies meant the comprehensive range, or discursiveness of reason, the
have,retrospective and foreseeing faculties; thus in Act IV. Sc. 4,
"We'll teach you for to drink ere you depart." Hamlet remarks,
& In my mind's eye, Horatio.] The expression was not unusual: "Sure he that made us with such large discourse,
Ah why were the Eyes of my Mynde so dymned wyth the myste Looking before and after, gave us not
of fonde zeal, that I could not consyder the common Malye of That capability and godlike reason
men now a dayes."-FENTON'S Tragicall Discourses, 4to. 1567. To fust in us unus'd."
Again,-" Let us consider and behold with the eyes of our soul
his long suffering will."-1 Episile of St. Clement, cap. 19. a Had left the frushing-] The quarto, 1603, reads, " -- their h - an attentive ear ;] The folio and one of the quartes have, flushing."
"an attent ear."
['pon the witness of these gentlemen,
But where was this ? This marvel to you.
Mar. My lord, upon the platform where we Han. For God's * love, let me hear.
watch’d. HoR. Two nights together had these gentlemen, Ham. Did you not speak to it? Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch,
My lord, I did; In the dead vasta and middle of the night,
But answer made it none: yet once methought Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your father, It lifted up hisd head, and did address Armed at point, exactly, cap-à-pé,
Itself to motion, like as it would speak : Appears before them, and with solemn march But, even then, the morning cock crew loud; Goes slow and stately by them: thrice he walk'd And at the sound it shrunk in haste away, By their oppress'd and fear-surprised eyes,
And vanish'd from our sight. Within his truncheon's length; whilst they, dis
'T is very strange. tillid
HOR. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis true Almost to jelly with the act of fear,
And we did think it writ down in our duty
Ham. Indeed, indeed, sirs, but this troubles
We do, my lord. The apparition comes. I knew your father;
Ham. Arm’d, say you ? These hands are not more like.
Arm’d, my lord.
(*) First folio, Hearens, 'In the dead rast, &c.] Thus the 1603 quarto; that of 1604, &c. reads.
"In the dead waste," &c.; the folio, " - dead wrast," &c. VOL. IN.
Armed at point, exactly, cap-à-pé,-) So all the quartos but that of 1603; which has, "Armed to poynt," &c. : the folid reads, -"Arm'd at all points."
c - distill d-) The reading of the quartos. The folio gives -"bestil'd;" and Mr. Collier's an notator substitutes bechill'd.
d It lifted up his head,-) From the quarto of 1603. The other quartos and the folio have," - it head."
From top to toe? | Mar., Ber. My lord, from head to foot.
SCENE III.--A Room in Polonius' House. Ham. Then saw you not his face? Hor. O, yes, my lord ; he wore his beaver up. Ham. How look'd he, frowningly ?
Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA. HOR. A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.
LAER. My necessaries are embark'd; farewell : Ham. Pale or red ?
And, sister, as the winds give benefit, Hor. Nay, very pale.
And convoy is assistant, do not sleep, Ham.
And fix'd his eyes upon you ? | But let me hear from you. Hor. Most constantly.
Do you doubt that? Ham.
I would I had been there. LAER. For Hamlet, and the trilling of his Hor. It would have much amaz'd you.
favours, Ham. Very like, very like.-- Stay'd it long? Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood; Hor. While one with moderate haste might | A violet in the youth of primy nature, tell a hundred.
Forward, * not permanent, sweet, not lasting, Mar., BER. Longer, longer. '
The perfume andt suppliance of a minute; Hor. Not when I saw it.
No more. Ham.
His beard was grizzled, *-no? OPH. No more but so ? Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life,
Think it no more: A sable silvered.
For nature, crescent, does not grow alone
In thews and bulk ; but, as thist temple waxes, Perchance, 't will walk + again.
The inward service of the mind and soul Hor.
I warrant you it will. Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now; Ham. If it assume my noble father's person, And now no soil nor cautela doth besmirch I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape, The virtue of his will : $ but you must fear, And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all, His greatness weigh’d, his will is not his own; If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,
For he himself is subject to his birth : Let it be tenable I in your silence still ;
He may not, as unvalu'd persons do, And whatsoever else shall hap to-night,
Carve for himself; for on his choice depends Give it an understanding, but no tongue ;
The safety and the health of the whole state;' I will requite your loves. So, fare ye well: And therefore must his choice be circumscribd Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve, Unto the voice and yielding of that body, 'll visit you.
Whereof he is the head. Then if he says be All. Our duty to your honour.
loves you, Ham. Your love, as mine to you :c farewell. It fits your wisdom so far to believe it, [Exeunt Horatio, MARCELLUS, and As he in his particular act and place| BERNARDO.
May give his saying deed; which is no further My father's spirit in arms! all is not well ;
Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. I doubt some foul play: would the night were Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain, come!
If with too credent ear you list his songs; Till then sit still, my soul: foul deeds will rise, Or lose your heart; or your chaste treasure open Though all the earth o'erwhelm them to men's To his unmaster'd importunity. eyes!
Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister;
(*) First folio, grisly.
( First folio, Prou ard. (+) First folio omits, perfsne end, (1) First folio, his.
(1) First folio, wake. (1) First folio, treble.
(5) First fo.io, feare. (II) First folio, peculiar Seel and force.
* How look'd he,-) Thus the earliest quarto; the subsequent editions read, “Whal, look't he," &c.
though hell itself should gape, And bid me hold my peace.]
“Gape "here, perhaps, signifies yell, howl, roar, &c., rather than yawn or open; as in "Henry VIII." Act V. Sc. 3,--"You'll leave your noise anon, ye rascals: do you take the court for Parishgarden? Ye rude slaves, leave your gaping."
“ All. Our duties to your honor.
Ham. O your loves, your loves, as mine to you." And the hurried repetition, “ your loves, your loves," vell er. presses the perturbation of Hamlet at the moment, and that feverish impatience to be alone and commune with himsell wh.ch he evinces whenever he is particularly moved.
d - cautel-] Crafty circumspection.
e The virtue of his will:) Virtue here seems to import essential goodness; as we speak of the rirtues of herbs, &c.
f The safety and the health of the whole state;) In the quarto of 1604, we get, -"The safety and health," &c. ; "safety" being pronounced as a trisyllable. In the folio the line stands,
Our duty to your honour.
“ The sanclity and health of the ucole State."
In the 1603 quarto we bave,
And keep you in* the rear of your affection, Take each man’s censure, but reserve thy judgOut of the shot and danger of desire.
ment. The chariest maid is prodigal enough,
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, If she unmask her beauty to the moon :
But not express’d in fancy ; rich, not gaudy: Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes :
For the apparel oft proclaims the man ; The canker galls the infants of the spring,
And they in France of the best rank and station Too oft before theirt buttons be disclos'd;
Are of a most select and generous sheafd in that. And in the morn and liquid dew of youth
Neither a borrower nor a lender be: Contagious blastments are most imminent.
For loan oft loses both itself and friend, Be wary, then ; best safety lies in fear :
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. Youth to itself rebels, though none else near. This above all,- to thine ownself be true;
OPH. I shall the effect of this good lesson keep, And it must follow, as the night the day, As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother, Thou canst not then be false to any mạn. Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,
Farewell ; my blessing season this in thee ! Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; LAER. Most humbly do I take my leave, my Whilst, like a puff'd and reckless libertine,
lord. Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads, Pol. The time invites you; go, your servants And recks not his own rede." LAER. 0, fear me not.
LAER. Farewell, Ophelia ; and remember well I stay too long ;—but here my father comes. What I have said to you.
"Tis in my memory lock'd,
And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
Pol. What is 't, Ophelia, he hath said to you? A double blessing is a double grace ;
Oph. So please you, something touching the Occasion smiles upon a second leave.
lord Hamlet., Pol. Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for Pol. Marry, well bethought : shame!
'Tis told me, he hath very oft of late The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, Given private time to you ; and you yourself And you are stay'd for. There,-my blessing with Have of your audience been most free and
bounteous : [Laying his hand on LAERTES' head. If it be so, (as so 't is put on me, And these few precepts in thy memory
And that in way of caution) I must tell you, See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, You do not understand yourself so clearly, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act.
As it behoves my daughter and your honour. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. What is between you ? give me up the truth. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Oph. He hath, my lord, of late made many Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ;)
tenders But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of his affection to me. Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg’d comrade. Beware | Pol. Affection ! pooh! you speak like a green Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in,
girl, Bear't, that the opposed may beware of thee. Unsifted in such perilous circumstance. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice:
Do you believe his tenders, as you call them ?
. - recks not his own rede.) Regards not his own counsel or adtice.
- hoops of steel ;) Pope substituted hooks for “boops," and was followed by several of the subsequent editors.
C - censure,-) Opinion, decision.
& Are of a most select and generous sheaf in that.] In the quarto of 1603, this much-disputed line reads,
" Are of a most select and gererall chiefe in that:". the after quartos,
" Ar (and Or] of a most select generous cheefe in that ; ". and the folio gives
"Are of a most select and generous cheff in that.” Rowe, the first modern editor, endeavoured to render the sense Atelligible by altering the old text to,
“Are most select and generous, chief in that ;" and his emendation has been generally adopted : Steevens proposed,
“Select and generous, are most choice in that;" while Mr. Collier's annotator has,
“Are of a most select and generous choice in that." The slight change of **sheaf” for chiefe or cheff, a change for which we alone are answerable, seems to impart a better and more poetic meaning to the passage than any variation yet suggested; and it is supported, if not established, by the following extracts from Ben Jonson,
“Ay, and with assurance, That it is found in noblemen and gentlemen of the best sheaf."
The Magnetic Lady, Act III. Sc. 4.
"I am so haunted at the court and at my lodging with your refined choice spirits, that it makes me clean of another garb, | another sheaf."-Every Man out of his Humour, Act II. Sc.