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| Introduction to the Modern Enfolded Hamlet | by Jesús Tronch | |
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| 1 | 1.1 | |
| 2 T | Enter Barnardo and Francisco, two sentinels. | |
| 3-4 | barnardo | |
| Whos there? | 1.1.1 |
| 5-6 | francisco | |
| Nay, answer me. Stand and unfold yourself. | 1.1.2 |
| 7 | barnardo | |
| Long live the {King — } <King.> | 1.1.3 |
| 8 | francisco | |
| {Barnardo.} <Barnardo?> | 1.1.4 |
| 9 | barnardo | |
| He. | 1.1.5 |
| 10 | francisco | |
| You come most carefully upon your {hour — } <hour.> | 1.1.6 |
| 11 | barnardo | |
| Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to bed, {Francisco — } <Francisco.> | 1.1.7 |
| 12 | francisco | |
| For this relief much thanks. Tis bitter cold, | 1.1.8 |
| 13 | And I am sick at heart. | 1.1.9 |
| 14 | barnardo | |
| Have you had quiet guard? | 1.1.9 |
| 15 | francisco | |
| Not a mouse stirring. | 1.1.10 |
| 16 | barnardo | |
| Well, good night. | 1.1.11 |
| 16-7 | If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus, | 1.1.12 |
| 17 | The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste. | 1.1.13 |
| 18 | Enter Horatio and Marcellus. | 1.1.13 |
| 19 | francisco | |
| I think I hear them. {Stand, ho! Who is} <Stand! Whos> there? | 1.1.14 |
| 20 | horatio | |
| Friends to this ground. | 1.1.15 |
| 21 | marcellus | |
| And liegemen to the {Dane — } <Dane.> | 1.1.15 |
| 22 | francisco | |
| Give you good night. | 1.1.16 |
| 23 | marcellus | |
| Oh, farewell, honest {soldiers.} <soldier.> Who hath relieved you? | 1.1.16 |
| 24 | francisco | |
| Barnardo {hath} <has> my place. Give you good night. | 1.1.17 |
| 25 | Exit Francisco. | 1.1.17 |
| 26 | marcellus | |
| Holla, Barnardo! | 1.1.18 |
| 27 | barnardo | |
| Say, what, is Horatio there? | 1.1.19 |
| 28 | horatio | |
| A piece of him. | 1.1.19 |
| 29 | barnardo | |
| Welcome, Horatio; welcome, good {Marcellus — } <Marcellus.> | 1.1.20 |
| 30 | {horatio} <marcellus> | |
| What, has this thing appeared again tonight? | 1.1.21 |
| 31 | barnardo | |
| I have seen nothing. | 1.1.22 |
| 32 | marcellus | |
| Horatio says tis but our fantasy, | 1.1.23 |
| 33 | And will not let belief take hold of him, | 1.1.24 |
| 34 | Touching this dreaded sight twice seen of us. | 1.1.25 |
| 35 | Therefore I have entreated him along{,} | 1.1.26 |
| 36 | With us<,> to watch the minutes of this night, | 1.1.27 |
| 37 | That, if again this apparition come, | 1.1.28 |
| 38 | He may approve our eyes and speak to it. | 1.1.29 |
| 39 | horatio | |
| Tush, tush, twill not appear. | 1.1.30 |
| 40 | barnardo | |
| Sit down awhile, | 1.1.30 |
| 41 | And let us once again assail your ears, | 1.1.31 |
| 42 | That are so fortified against our story, | 1.1.32 |
| 43 | What we {have two nights} <two nights have> seen. | 1.1.33 |
| 44 | horatio | |
| Well, sit we down, | 1.1.33 |
| 45 | And let us hear Barnardo speak of this. | 1.1.34 |
| 46 | barnardo | |
| Last night of all, | 1.1.35 |
| 47 | When yond same star thats westward from the pole | 1.1.36 |
| 48 | Had made his course t illume that part of heaven | 1.1.37 |
| 49 | Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself, | 1.1.38 |
| 50 | The bell then beating one — | 1.1.39 |
| 51 | {Enter Ghost.} | 1.1.40 |
| 51 | marcellus | |
| Peace, break thee off. | 1.1.40 |
| 51-2 | <(Enter the Ghost.)> | 1.1.40 |
| 52 | Look where it comes again. | 1.1.40 |
| 53 | barnardo | |
| In the same figure<,> like the King thats dead. | 1.1.41 |
| 54 | marcellus | |
| Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio. | 1.1.42 |
| 55 | barnardo | |
| Looks {a} <it> not like the King? Mark it, Horatio. | 1.1.43 |
| 56 T | horatio | |
| Most like. It harrows me with fear and wonder. | 1.1.44 |
| 57 | barnardo | |
| It would be spoke to. | 1.1.45 |
| 58 | marcellus | |
| {Speak to} <Question> it, Horatio. | 1.1.45 |
| 59 | horatio | |
| What art thou that usurpst this time of night | 1.1.46 |
| 60 | Together with that fair and warlike form | 1.1.47 |
| 61 | In which the majesty of buried Denmark | 1.1.48 |
| 62 | Did sometimes march? By heaven, I charge thee speak. | 1.1.49 |
| 63 | marcellus | |
| It is offended. | 1.1.50 |
| 64 | barnardo | |
| See, it stalks away. | 1.1.50 |
| 65 | horatio | |
| Stay, speak, speak, I charge thee<,> speak. | 1.1.51 |
| 66 | Exit <the> Ghost. | 1.1.51 |
| 67 | marcellus | |
| Tis gone and will not answer. | 1.1.52 |
| 68 | barnardo | |
| How now, Horatio, you tremble and look pale. | 1.1.53 |
| 69 | Is not this something more than fantasy? | 1.1.54 |
| 70 | What think you ont? | 1.1.55 |
| 71 | horatio | |
| Before my God, I might not this believe | 1.1.56 |
| 72 | Without the sensible and true avouch | 1.1.57 |
| 73 | Of mine own eyes. | 1.1.58 |
| 74 | marcellus | |
| Is it not like the King? | 1.1.58 |
| 75 | horatio | |
| As thou art to thyself. | 1.1.59 |
| 76 | Such was the very armor he had on | 1.1.60 |
| 77 | When {he the} <th> ambitious Norway combated. | 1.1.61 |
| 78 | So frowned he once, when in an angry parle | 1.1.62 |
| 79 T | He smote the sledded pole-axePolacks on the ice. | 1.1.63 |
| 80 | Tis strange. | 1.1.64 |
| 81 | marcellus | |
| Thus twice before, and {jump} <just> at this dead hour, | 1.1.65 |
| 82 | With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch. | 1.1.66 |
| 83 | horatio | |
| In what particular thought to work, I know not, | 1.1.67 |
| 84 | But in the gross and scope of {mine} <my> opinion | 1.1.68 |
| 85 | This bodes some strange eruption to our state. | 1.1.69 |
| 86 | marcellus | |
| Good now, sit down, and tell me, he that knows, | 1.1.70 |
| 87 | Why this same strict and most observant watch | 1.1.71 |
| 88 | So nightly toils the subject of the land, | 1.1.72 |
| 89 | And {with} <why> such daily {cost} <cast> of brazen cannon | 1.1.73 |
| 90 | And foreign mart for implements of war; | 1.1.74 |
| 91 | Why such impress of shipwrights, whose sore task | 1.1.75 |
| 92 | Does not divide the Sunday from the week; | 1.1.76 |
| 93 | What might be toward that this sweaty haste | 1.1.77 |
| 94 | Doth make the night joint labourer with the day. | 1.1.78 |
| 95 | Who ist that can inform me? | 1.1.79 |
| 96 | horatio | |
| That can I. | 1.1.79 |
| 97 | At least the whisper goes so. Our |ast King, | 1.1.80 |
| 98 | Whose image even but now appeared to us, | 1.1.81 |
| 99 | Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway, | 1.1.82 |
| 100 | Thereto pricked on by a most emulate pride, | 1.1.83 |
| 101 | Dared to the combat, in which our valiant Hamlet | 1.1.84 |
| 102 | (For so this side of our known world esteemed him) | 1.1.85 |
| 103 | Did slay this Fortinbras, who by a sealed compact | 1.1.86 |
| 104 | Well ratified by law and {heraldy} <heraldry> | 1.1.87 |
| 105 | Did forfeit (with his life) all {these} <those> his lands | 1.1.88 |
| 106 | Which he stood seized {of} <on> to the conqueror; | 1.1.89 |
| 107 | Against the which a moiety competent | 1.1.90 |
| 108 | Was gaged by our King, which had {return} <returned> | 1.1.91 |
| 109 | To the inheritance of Fortinbras | 1.1.92 |
| 110 | Had he been vanquisher, as by the same {co-mart} <covenant> | 1.1.93 |
| 111 | And carriage of the article designdesigned | 1.1.94 |
| 112 | His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Fortinbras, | 1.1.95 |
| 113 | Of unimproved mettle, hot and full, | 1.1.96 |
| 114 | Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there | 1.1.97 |
| 115 | Sharked up a list of {lawless} <landless> resolutes | 1.1.98 |
| 116 | For food and diet to some enterprise | 1.1.99 |
| 117 | That hath a stomack int, which is no other, | 1.1.100 |
| 118 | {As} <And> it doth well appear unto our state, | 1.1.101 |
| 119 | But to recover of us by strong hand | 1.1.102 |
| 120 | And terms {compulsatory} <compulsative> those foresaid lands | 1.1.103 |
| 121 | So by his father lost. And this, I take it, | 1.1.104 |
| 122 | Is the main motive of our preparations, | 1.1.105 |
| 123 | The source of this our watch, and the chief head | 1.1.106 |
| 124 | Of this post-haste and rummage in the land. | 1.1.107 |
| 124+1 | barnardo | |
| I think it be no other but een so. | 1.1.108 |
| 124+2 | Well may it sort that this portentous figure | 1.1.109 |
| 124+3 | Comes armed through our watch so like the King | 1.1.110 |
| 124+4 | That was and is the question of these wars. | 1.1.111 |
| 124+5 | horatio | |
| A mote it is to trouble the minds eye. | 1.1.112 |
| 124+6 | In the most high and palmy state of Rome, | 1.1.113 |
| 124+7 | A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, | 1.1.114 |
| 124+8 | The graves stood tennantless and the sheeted dead | 1.1.115 |
| 124+9 | Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets — | 1.1.116 |
| 124+10 | As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, | 1.1.117 |
| 124+11 | Disasters in the sun; and the moist star, | 1.1.118 |
| 124+12 | Upon whose influence Neptunes empire stands, | 1.1.119 |
| 124+13 | Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse. | 1.1.120 |
| 124+14 | And even the like precurse of fearfeared events, | 1.1.121 |
| 124+15 | As harbingers preceding still the fates | 1.1.122 |
| 124+16 | And prologue to the omen coming on, | 1.1.123 |
| 124+17 | Have heaven and earth together demonstrated | 1.1.124 |
| 124+18 | Unto our climatures and countrymen. | 1.1.125 |
| 125 | (Enter Ghost <again>.) | |
| 126 | But soft — behold, lo, where it comes again! | 1.1.126 |
| 127 | Ill cross it though it blast me. — Stay, illusion. | 1.1.127 |
| 127 | {(It spreads his arms.)} | |
| 128 | If thou hast any sound or use of voice, | 1.1.128 |
| 129 | Speak to me; if there be any good thing to be done | 1.1.130 |
| 130 | That may to thee do ease and grace to me, | 1.1.132 |
| 130 | Speak to me. | 1.1.132 |
| 131 | If thou art privy to thy countrys fate | 1.1.133 |
| 132 | Which happily foreknowing may avoid, | 1.1.135 |
| 132 | Oh, speak; | 1.1.135 |
| 133 | Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life | 1.1.136 |
| 134 | Extorted treasure in the womb of earth | 1.1.137 |
| 135 | (For which they say {your} <you> spirits oft walk in death) | 1.1.138 |
| 135 T | (The cock crows.) | 1.1.138 |
| 136 | Speak of it, stay and speak. — Stop it, Marcellus. | 1.1.139 |
| 137 | marcellus | |
| Shall I strike <at> it with my partisan? | 1.1.140 |
| 138 | horatio | |
| Do if it will not stand. | 1.1.141 |
| 139 | barnardo | |
| Tis here. | 1.1.141 |
| 140 | horatio | |
| Tis here. | 1.1.141 |
| 140 | Exit Ghost. | 1.1.141 |
| 141 | marcellus | |
| Tis gone. | 1.1.142 |
| 142 | We do it wrong, being so majestical, | 1.1.143 |
| 143 | To offer it the show of violence, | 1.1.144 |
| 144 | For it is as the air, invulnerable, | 1.1.145 |
| 145 | And our vain blows malicious mockery. | 1.1.146 |
| 146 | barnardo | |
| It was about to speak when the cock crew. | 1.1.147 |
| 147 | horatio | |
| And then it started like a guilty thing | 1.1.148 |
| 148 | Upon a fearful summons. I have heard | 1.1.149 |
| 149 | The cock, that is the trumpet to the {morn,} <day,> | 1.1.150 |
| 150 | Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat | 1.1.151 |
| 151 | Awake the god of day, and at his warning, | 1.1.152 |
| 152 | Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, | 1.1.153 |
| 153 | Th extravagant and erring spirit hies | 1.1.154 |
| 154 | To his confine; and of the truth herein | 1.1.155 |
| 155 | This present object made probation. | 1.1.156 |
| 156 | marcellus | |
| It faded on the crowing of the cock. | 1.1.157 |
| 157 | Some {say} <says> that ever gainst that season comes | 1.1.158 |
| 158 | Wherein our Saviours birth is celebrated, | 1.1.159 |
| 159 | {This} <The> bird of dawning singeth all night long; | 1.1.160 |
| 160 | And then, they say, no spirit {dare stir} <can walk> abroad, | 1.1.161 |
| 161 | The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike, | 1.1.162 |
| 162 | No fairy {takes,} <talks,> nor witch hath power to charm, | 1.1.163 |
| 163 | So hallowed and so gracious is {that} <the> time. | 1.1.164 |
| 164 | horatio | |
| So have I heard and do in part believe it. | 1.1.165 |
| 165 | But look, the morn in russet mantle clad | 1.1.166 |
| 166 | Walks oer the dew of yon high {eastward} <eastern> hill. | 1.1.167 |
| 167 | Break we our watch up, and by my advice | 1.1.168 |
| 168 | Let us impart what we have seen tonight | 1.1.169 |
| 169 | Unto young Hamlet, for upon my life | 1.1.170 |
| 170 | This spirit dumb to us will speak to him. | 1.1.171 |
| 171 | Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it | 1.1.172 |
| 172 T | As needful in our loves, fitting our duty? | 1.1.173 |
| 173 T | marcellus | |
| Lets dot, I pray, and I this morning know | 1.1.174 |
| 174 | Where we shall find him most {convenient.} <conveniently.> | 1.1.175 |
| 174 | Exeunt. | 1.1.175 |
| 175 | 1.2 | |
| 176 | {Flourish.} | |
| 176 | Enter Claudius, King of Denmark, {Gertrard} <Gertrude> the Queen, | |
| 177 | <Hamlet,> {Council: as} Polonius, {and his son} Laertes, <and his sister Ophelia,> | |
| 178 | <Lords Attendant> {Hamlet, with others [including Cornelius and Voltemand]}. | |
| 179 | king {claudius} | |
| Though yet of Hamlet our dear brothers death | 1.2.1 |
| 180 | The memory be green, and that it us befitted | 1.2.2 |
| 181 | To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole kingdom | 1.2.3 |
| 182 | To be contracted in one brow of woe, | 1.2.4 |
| 183 | Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature | 1.2.5 |
| 184 | That we with wisest sorrow think on him | 1.2.6 |
| 185 | Together with remembrance of ourselves. | 1.2.7 |
| 186 | Therefore our {sometime} <sometimes> sister, now our Queen, | 1.2.8 |
| 187 | Th imperial jointress {to} <of> this warlike state, | 1.2.9 |
| 188 | Have we, as twere with a defeated joy, | 1.2.10 |
| 189 | With {an} <one> auspicious and {a} <one> dropping eye, | 1.2.11 |
| 190 | With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage, | 1.2.12 |
| 191 | In equal scale weighing delight and dole, | 1.2.13 |
| 192 | Taken to wife. Nor have we herein barred | 1.2.14 |
| 193 | Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone | 1.2.15 |
| 194 | With this affair along. For all, our thanks. | 1.2.16 |
| 195 | Now follows that you knowknow: young Fortinbras, | 1.2.17 |
| 196 | Holding a weak supposal of our worth | 1.2.18 |
| 197 | Or thinking by our late dear brothers death | 1.2.19 |
| 198 | Our state to be disjoint and out of frame, | 1.2.20 |
| 199 | Co-leagued with {this} <the> dream of his advantage, | 1.2.21 |
| 200 | He hath not failed to pester us with message | 1.2.22 |
| 201 | Importing the surrender of those lands | 1.2.23 |
| 202 | Lost by his father, with all {bands} <bonds> of law | 1.2.24 |
| 203 | To our most valiant brother. So much for him. | 1.2.25 |
| 204 | <(Enter Voltemand and Cornelius.)> | 1.2. |
| 205 | Now for ourself, and for this time of meeting, | 1.2.26 |
| 206 | Thus much the busines is: we have here writ | 1.2.27 |
| 207 | To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras | 1.2.28 |
| 208 | (Who, impotent and bedrid, scarcely hears | 1.2.29 |
| 209 | Of this his nephews purpose) to suppress | 1.2.30 |
| 210 | His further gait herein, in that the levies, | 1.2.31 |
| 211 | The lists and full proportions are all made | 1.2.32 |
| 212 | Out of his subject; and we here dispatch | 1.2.33 |
| 213 | You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltemand, | 1.2.34 |
| 214 | For {bearers} <bearing> of this greeting to old Norway, | 1.2.35 |
| 215 | Giving to you no further personal power | 1.2.36 |
| 216 | To business with the King, more than the scope | 1.2.37 |
| 217 | Of these {delated} <dilated> articles allow. | 1.2.38 |
| 218 | Farewell, and let your haste commend your duty. | 1.2.39 |
| 219 | {cornelius,} voltemand | |
| In that and all things will we show our duty. | 1.2.40 |
| 220 | king | |
| We doubt it nothing. Heartily, farewell. | 1.2.41 |
| 221 | Exeunt Voltemand and Cornelius. | |
| 222 | And now, Laertes, whats the news with you? | 1.2.42 |
| 223 | You told us of some suit: what ist, Laertes? | 1.2.43 |
| 224 | You cannot speak of reason to the Dane | 1.2.44 |
| 225 | And lose your voice. What wouldst thou beg, Laertes, | 1.2.45 |
| 226 | That shall not be my offer, not thy asking? | 1.2.46 |
| 227 | The head is not more native to the heart, | 1.2.47 |
| 228 | The hand more instrumental to the mouth, | 1.2.48 |
| 229 | Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father. | 1.2.49 |
| 230 | What wouldst thou have, Laertes? | 1.2.50 |
| 231 | laertes | |
| {My dread} <Dread my> lord, | 1.2.50 |
| 232 | Your leave and favor to return to France, | 1.2.51 |
| 233 | From whence though willingly I came to Denmark | 1.2.52 |
| 234 | To show my duty in your coronation, | 1.2.53 |
| 235 | Yet now I must confess, that duty done, | 1.2.54 |
| 236 | My thoughts and wishes bend again {toward} <towards> France | 1.2.55 |
| 237 | And bow them to your gracious leave and pardon. | 1.2.56 |
| 238-9 | king | |
| Have you your fathers {leave:}<leave?> {what says Polonius?} | 1.2.57 |
| 239 | <What says Polonius?> | 1.2.57 |
| 240 | polonius | |
| {Hath,} <He hath,> my {lord,}<lord.> wrung from me my slow leave | 1.2.58 |
| 240+1 | By laborsome petition, and at last | 1.2.59 |
| 240+2 | Upon his will I sealed my hard consent. | 1.2.60 |
| 241 | I do beseech you give him leave to go. | 1.2.61 |
| 242 | king | |
| Take thy fair hour, Laertes, time be thine | 1.2.62 |
| 243 | And thy best graces spend it at thy will. — | 1.2.63 |
| 244 | But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my {son — }<son!> | 1.2.64 |
| 245 | hamlet | |
| A little more than kin, and less then kind. | 1.2.65 |
| 246 | king | |
| How is it that the clouds still hang on you? | 1.2.66 |
| 247 | hamlet | |
| Not so {much}, my lord, I am too much {in the son.} <ith sun.> | 1.2.67 |
| 248 | queen | |
| Good Hamlet, cast thy {nighted} <nightly> color off | 1.2.68 |
| 249 | And let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark. | 1.2.69 |
| 250 | Do not for ever with thy {vailed} <veiled> lids | 1.2.70 |
| 251 | Seek for thy noble father in the dust. | 1.2.71 |
| 252 | Thou knowst tis common all that lives must die, | 1.2.72 |
| 253 | Passing through nature to eternity. | 1.2.73 |
| 254 | hamlet | |
| Ay, madam, it is common. | 1.2.74 |
| 255 | queen | |
| If it be, | 1.2.74 |
| 256 | Why seems it so particular with thee? | 1.2.75 |
| 257 | hamlet | |
| Seems, {madam — } <madam?> nay, it is, I know not seems. | 1.2.76 |
| 258 | Tis not alone my inky cloak, {cold} <good> mother, | 1.2.77 |
| 259 | Nor customary suits of solemn black, | 1.2.78 |
| 260 | Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, | 1.2.79 |
| 261 | No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, | 1.2.80 |
| 262 | Nor the dejected havior of the visage, | 1.2.81 |
| 263 T | Together with all forms, moods, {shapes} <shows> of grief | 1.2.82 |
| 264 T | That can denote me truly. These indeed seem, | 1.2.83 |
| 265 | For they are actions that a man might play, | 1.2.84 |
| 266 | But I have that within which {passes} <passeth> show, | 1.2.85 |
| 267 | These but the trappings and the suits of woe. | 1.2.86 |
| 268-9 | king | |
| Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet, | 1.2.87 |
| 270 | To give these mourning duties to your father, | 1.2.88 |
| 271 | But you must know your father lost a father, | 1.2.89 |
| 272 | That father lost, lost his, and the survivor bound | 1.2.90 |
| 273 | In filial obligation for some term | 1.2.91 |
| 274 | To do obsequious sorrow; but to persever | 1.2.92 |
| 275 | In obstinate condolement is a course | 1.2.93 |
| 276 | Of impious stubbornness, tis unmanly grief, | 1.2.94 |
| 277 | It shows a will most incorrect to heaven, | 1.2.95 |
| 278 | A heart unfortified, {or} <a> mind impatient, | 1.2.96 |
| 279 | An understanding simple and unschooled. | 1.2.97 |
| 280 | For what we know must be, and is as common | 1.2.98 |
| 281 | As any the most vulgar thing to sense, | 1.2.99 |
| 282 | Why should we in our peevish opposition | 1.2.100 |
| 283 | Take it to heart? Fie, tis a fault to heaven, | 1.2.101 |
| 284 | A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, | 1.2.102 |
| 285 | To reason most absurd, whose common theme | 1.2.103 |
| 286 | Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried | 1.2.104 |
| 287 | From the first corpse till he that died today | 1.2.105 |
| 288 | This must be so. We pray you throw to earth | 1.2.106 |
| 289 | This unprevailing woe, and think of us | 1.2.107 |
| 290 | As of a father; for let the world take note | 1.2.108 |
| 291 | You are the most immediate to our throne, | 1.2.109 |
| 292 | And with no less nobility of love | 1.2.110 |
| 293 | Than that which dearest father bears his son | 1.2.111 |
| 294 | Do I impart {toward} <towards> you. For your intent | 1.2.112 |
| 295 | In going back to school in Wittenberg, | 1.2.113 |
| 296 | It is most retrograde to our desire, | 1.2.114 |
| 297 | And we beseech you bend you to remain | 1.2.115 |
| 298 | Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye, | 1.2.116 |
| 299 | Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son. | 1.2.117 |
| 300 | queen | |
| Let not thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet; | 1.2.118 |
| 301 | I {pray thee} <prithee> stay with us, go not to Wittenberg. | 1.2.119 |
| 302-3 | hamlet | |
| I shall in all my best obey you, madam. | 1.2.120 |
| 304 | king | |
| Why, tis a loving and a fair reply. | 1.2.121 |
| 305 | Be as ourself in Denmark. — Madam, come, | 1.2.122 |
| 306 | This gentle and unforced accord of Hamlet | 1.2.123 |
| 307 | Sits smiling to my heart, in grace whereof | 1.2.124 |
| 308 | No jocund health that Denmark drinks today | 1.2.125 |
| 309 | But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell | 1.2.126 |
| 310 | And the Kings rouse the {heaven} <heavens> shall bruit again, | 1.2.127 |
| 311 | Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come away. | 1.2.128 |
| 312 | {Flourish.} | |
| 312 T | Exeunt all but Hamlet. | |
| 313 | hamlet | |
| Oh, that this too too {salliedsullied} <solid> flesh would melt, | 1.2.129 |
| 314 | Thaw and resolve itself into a dew, | 1.2.130 |
| 315 | Or that the Everlasting had not fixed | 1.2.131 |
| 316 T | His canon gainst self-slaughter. O God, O God, | 1.2.132 |
| 317 T | How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable | 1.2.133 |
| 318 | {Seem} <Seems> to me all the uses of this world! | 1.2.134 |
| 319 | Fie ont, {ah,} <oh,> fie, fie, tis an unweeded garden | 1.2.135 |
| 320 | That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature, | 1.2.136 |
| 321 | Possess it merely. That it should come {thus:} <to this!> | 1.2.137 |
| 322 | But two months dead, nay, not so much, not two — | 1.2.138 |
| 323 | So excellent a king, that was to this | 1.2.139 |
| 324 | Hyperion to a satyr, so loving to my mother | 1.2.140 |
| 325 T | That he might not beteem the winds of heaven | 1.2.141 |
| 326 | Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth, | 1.2.142 |
| 327 | Must I remember? Why, she {should} <would> hang on him | 1.2.143 |
| 328 | As if increase of appetite had grown | 1.2.144 |
| 329 | By what it fed on — and yet within a month | 1.2.145 |
| 330 | (Let me not think ont — Frailty, thy name is Woman), | 1.2.146 |
| 331 | A little month, or ere those shoes were old | 1.2.147 |
| 332 | With which she followed my poor fathers body | 1.2.148 |
| 333 | Like Niobe, all tears. Why, she, even she — | 1.2.149 |
| 334 | (O {God,} <Heaven!> a beast that wants discourse of reason | 1.2.150 |
| 335 | Would have mourned longer) married with {my} <mine> uncle, | 1.2.151 |
| 336 | My fathers brother, but no more like my father | 1.2.152 |
| 337 | Than I to Hercules. Within a {month,} <month?> | 1.2.153 |
| 338 | Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears | 1.2.154 |
| 339 | Had left the flushing {in} <of> her galled eyes, | 1.2.155 |
| 340 | She married. O most wicked speed! To post | 1.2.156 |
| 341 | With such dexterity to incestuous sheets, | 1.2.157 |
| 342 | It is not, nor it cannot come to good. | 1.2.158 |
| 343 | But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue. | 1.2.159 |
| 344 | Enter Horatio, {Marcellus and Barnardo.} <Barnardo, and Marcellus.> | |
| 345 | horatio | |
| Hail to your lordship. | 1.2.160 |
| 346 | hamlet | |
| I am glad to see you well — | 1.2.160 |
| 347 | Horatio, or I do forget myself. | 1.2.161 |
| 348-9 | horatio | |
| The same, my lord, and your poor servant ever. | 1.2.162 |
| 350-1 | hamlet | |
| Sir, my good friend, Ill change that name with you. | 1.2.163 |
| 352 | And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio? — | 1.2.164 |
| 353 | Marcellus. | 1.2.165 |
| 354 | marcellus | |
| My good lord. | 1.2.166 |
| 355 | hamlet | |
| I am very glad to see you. — [To Barnardo.] Good even, sir. — | 1.2.167 |
| 356 | But what in faith make you from Wittenberg? | 1.2.168 |
| 357 | horatio | |
| A truant disposition, good my lord. | 1.2.169 |
| 358 | hamlet | |
| I would not {hear} <have> your enemy say so, | 1.2.170 |
| 359 | Nor shall you do {my} <mine> ear that violence | 1.2.171 |
| 360 | To make it truster of your own report | 1.2.172 |
| 361 | Against yourself. I know you are no truant. | 1.2.173 |
| 362 | But what is your affair in Elsinore? | 1.2.174 |
| 363 | Well teach you {for} to drink <deep> ere you depart. | 1.2.175 |
| 364 | horatio | |
| My lord, I came to see your fathers funeral. | 1.2.176 |
| 365 | hamlet | |
| I {prithee} <pray thee> do not mock me, fellow student, | 1.2.177 |
| 366 T | I think it was to see my mothers wedding. | 1.2.178 |
| 367 | horatio | |
| Indeed, my lord, it followed hard upon. | 1.2.179 |
| 368 | hamlet | |
| Thrift, thrift, Horatio, the funeral baked meats | 1.2.180 |
| 369 | Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. | 1.2.181 |
| 370 | Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven | 1.2.182 |
| 371 | {Or ever I had} <Ere I had ever> seen that day, Horatio. | 1.2.183 |
| 372 | My father, methinks I see my father. | 1.2.184 |
| 373 | horatio | |
| {Where,} <Oh, where,> my lord? | 1.2.185 |
| 374 | hamlet | |
| In my minds eye, Horatio. | 1.2.185 |
| 375 | horatio | |
| I saw him once; {a} <he> was a goodly king. | 1.2.186 |
| 376 | hamlet | |
| {A} <He> was a man, take him for all in all, | 1.2.187 |
| 377 | I shall not look upon his like again. | 1.2.188 |
| 378 | horatio | |
| My lord, I think I saw him yesternight. | 1.2.189 |
| 379 | hamlet | |
| {Saw,}<Saw?> who? | 1.2.190 |
| 380 | horatio | |
| My lord, the King your father. | 1.2.191 |
| 381 | hamlet | |
| The King my father? | 1.2.191 |
| 382 | horatio | |
| Season your admiration for a while | 1.2.192 |
| 383 | With an attent ear till I may deliver | 1.2.193 |
| 384 | Upon the witness of these gentlemen | 1.2.194 |
| 385 | This marvel to you. | 1.2.195 |
| 386 | hamlet | |
| For {Gods} <Heavens> love, let me hear! | 1.2.195 |
| 387 | horatio | |
| Two nights together had these gentlemen, | 1.2.196 |
| 388 | Marcellus and Barnardo, on their watch | 1.2.197 |
| 389 | In the dead waste and middle of the night | 1.2.198 |
| 390 | Been thus encountered: a figure like your father | 1.2.199 |
| 391 | Armed at {point,} <all points> exactly cap-à-pie, | 1.2.200 |
| 392 | Appears before them and with solemn march | 1.2.201 |
| 393 | Goes slow and stately<;> by them{;} thrice he walked | 1.2.202 |
| 394 | By their oppressed and fear-surprised eyes | 1.2.203 |
| 395 | Within his truncheons length whilst they, {distilled} <bestilled> | 1.2.204 |
| 396 | Almost to jelly{,} with the act of fear<,> | 1.2.205 |
| 397 | Stand dumb and speak not to him. This to me | 1.2.206 |
| 398 | In dreadful secrecy impart they did, | 1.2.207 |
| 399 | And I with them the third night kept the watch, | 1.2.208 |
| 400 T | Where (as they had delivered, both in time, | 1.2.209 |
| 401 | Form of the thing, each word made true and good) | 1.2.210 |
| 402 | The apparition comes. I knew your father; | 1.2.211 |
| 403 | These hands are not more like. | 1.2.212 |
| 404 | hamlet | |
| But where was this? | 1.2.212 |
| 405 | marcellus | |
| My lord, upon the platform where we {watch — } <watched.> | 1.2.213 |
| 406 | hamlet | |
| Did you not speak to it? | 1.2.214 |
| 407 | horatio | |
| My lord, I did, | 1.2.214 |
| 408 | But answer made it none. Yet once methought | 1.2.215 |
| 409 | It lifted up it head and did address | 1.2.216 |
| 410 | Itself to motion like as it would speak. | 1.2.217 |
| 411 | But even then the morning cock crew loud, | 1.2.218 |
| 412 | And at the sound it shrunk in haste away | 1.2.219 |
| 413 | And vanished from our sight. | 1.2.220 |
| 414 | hamlet | |
| Tis very strange. | 1.2.220 |
| 415 | horatio | |
| As I do live, my honored lord, tis true, | 1.2.221 |
| 416 | And we did think it writ down in our duty | 1.2.222 |
| 417 | To let you know of it. | 1.2.223 |
| 418 | hamlet | |
| Indeed, indeed, sirs. But this troubles me. | 1.2.224 |
| 419 | Hold you the watch tonight? | 1.2.225 |
| 420 | {horatio} marcellus, barnardo | |
| We do, my lord. | 1.2.225 |
| 421 | hamlet | |
| Armed, say you? | 1.2.226 |
| 422 | {horatio} marcellus, barnardo | |
| Armed, my lord. | 1.2.227 |
| 423 | hamlet | |
| From top to toe? | 1.2.228 |
| 424 | {horatio} marcellus, barnardo | |
| My lord, from head to foot. | 1.2.228 |
| 425 | hamlet | |
| Then saw you not his {face.} <face?> | 1.2.229 |
| 426 | horatio | |
| Oh, yes, my lord, he wore his beaver up. | 1.2.230 |
| 427 | hamlet | |
| What<,> looked he{,} frowningly? | 1.2.231 |
| 428 | horatio | |
| A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. | 1.2.232 |
| 429 | hamlet | |
| Pale, or red? | 1.2.232 |
| 430 | horatio | |
| Nay, very pale. | 1.2.233 |
| 431 | hamlet | |
| And fixed his eyes upon you? | 1.2.233 |
| 432 | horatio | |
| Most constantly. | 1.2.234 |
| 433 | hamlet | |
| I would I had been there. | 1.2.234 |
| 434 | horatio | |
| It would have much amazed you. | 1.2.235 |
| 435 | hamlet | |
| Very like, very like. Stayed it long? | 1.2.236 |
| 436 | horatio | |
| While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. | 1.2.237 |
| 437 | marcellus, barnardo | |
| Longer, longer. | 1.2.238 |
| 438 | horatio | |
| Not when I sawt. | 1.2.239 |
| 439 | hamlet | |
| His beard was {grizzled,} <grizzly?> no? | 1.2.239 |
| 440 | horatio | |
| It was<,> as I have seen it in his life: | 1.2.240 |
| 441 | A sable silvered. | 1.2.241 |
| 442 T | hamlet | |
| {I will} <Ill> watch tonight. | 1.2.241 |
| 442 | Perchance twill {walk} <wake> again. | 1.2.242 |
| 443 | horatio | |
| I warrant you it will. | 1.2.242 |
| 444 | hamlet | |
| If it assume my noble fathers person, | 1.2.243 |
| 445 | Ill speak to it though hell itself should gape | 1.2.244 |
| 446 | And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all, | 1.2.245 |
| 447 | If you have hitherto concealed this sight, | 1.2.246 |
| 448 | Let it be {tenable} <treble> in your silence still, | 1.2.247 |
| 449 | And {whatsomever} <whatsoever> else shall hap tonight | 1.2.248 |
| 450 | Give it an understanding but no tongue. | 1.2.249 |
| 451 | I will requite your loves. So fare {you} <ye> well. | 1.2.250 |
| 452 | Upon the platform twixt eleven and twelve | 1.2.251 |
| 453 | Ill visit you. | 1.2.252 |
| 454 | horatio, marcellus, barnardo | |
| Our duty to your honor. | 1.2.252 |
| 455 | hamlet | |
| Your {loves,} <love,> as mine to you. Farewell. | 1.2.253 |
| 455 | (Exeunt [all but Hamlet].) | 1.2.253 |
| 456 | My fathers spirit — in arms! All is not well; | 1.2.254 |
| 457 | I doubt some foul play. Would the night were come. | 1.2.255 |
| 458 | Till then sit still my soul. {Fond} <Foul> deeds will rise | 1.2.256 |
| 459 | Though all the earth oerwhelm them to mens eyes. | 1.2.257 |
| 459 | Exit. | 1.2.257 |
| 460 | 1.3 | |
| 461 | Enter Laertes and Ophelia{, his sister}. | |
| 462 | laertes | |
| My necessaries are embarked. Farewell. | 1.3.1 |
| 463 | And sister, as the winds give benefit | 1.3.2 |
| 464 T | And {convey} <convoy> is assistant, do not sleep | 1.3.3 |
| 465 | But let me hear from you. | 1.3.4 |
| 466 | ophelia | |
| Do you doubt that? | 1.3.4 |
| 467 | laertes | |
| For Hamlet, and the trifling of his {favor,} <favors,> | 1.3.5 |
| 468 | Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood, | 1.3.6 |
| 469 | A violet in the youth of primy nature, | 1.3.7 |
| 470 | {Forward} <Froward>, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, | 1.3.8 |
| 471 | The {perfume and} suppliance of a minute, <no more.> | 1.3.10 |
| 471 | {No more.} | 1.3.10 |
| 472 | ophelia | |
| No more but so.so? | 1.3.10 |
| 473 | laertes | |
| Think it no more. | 1.3.10 |
| 474 | For nature crescent does not grow alone | 1.3.11 |
| 475 | In thews and {bulks,} <bulk,> but as {this} <his> temple waxes | 1.3.12 |
| 476 | The inward service of the mind and soul | 1.3.13 |
| 477 | Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now, | 1.3.14 |
| 478 | And now no soil nor cautel doth besmirch | 1.3.15 |
| 479 T | The virtue of his will; but you must fear, | 1.3.16 |
| 480 | His greatness weighed, his will is not his {own:} <own,> | 1.3.17 |
| 481 | For he himself is subject to his birth: | 1.3.18 |
| 482 | He may not, as unvalued persons do, | 1.3.19 |
| 483 | Carve for himself, for on his choice depends | 1.3.20 |
| 484 T | The {safety} <sanctitysanity> and health of {this} <the> whole state, | 1.3.21 |
| 485 | And therefore must his choice be circumscribed | 1.3.22 |
| 486 | Unto the voice and yielding of that body | 1.3.23 |
| 487 | Whereof he is the head. Then if he says he loves you, | 1.3.24 |
| 488 | It fits your wisdom so far to believe it | 1.3.25 |
| 489 | As he in his {particular act and place} <peculiar sect and force> | 1.3.26 |
| 490 | May give his saying deed, which is no further | 1.3.27 |
| 491 | Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. | 1.3.28 |
| 492 | Then weigh what loss your honor may sustain | 1.3.29 |
| 493 | If with too credent ear you list his songs, | 1.3.30 |
| 494 | Or lose{loose} your heart, or your chaste treasure open | 1.3.31 |
| 495 | To his unmastered importunity. | 1.3.32 |
| 496 | Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister, | 1.3.33 |
| 497 | And keep {you in} <within> the rear of your affection | 1.3.34 |
| 498 | Out of the shot and danger of desire. | 1.3.35 |
| 499 | {The} <The> chariest maid is prodigal enough | 1.3.36 |
| 500 | If she unmask her beauty to the moon. | 1.3.37 |
| 501 | Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes. | 1.3.38 |
| 502 | The canker galls the infants of the spring | 1.3.39 |
| 503 | Too oft before {their} <the> buttons be disclosed, | 1.3.40 |
| 504 | And in the morn and liquid dew of youth | 1.3.41 |
| 505 | Contagious blastments are most {imminent.}<imminent.> | 1.3.42 |
| 506 | Be wary then; best safety lies in fear. | 1.3.43 |
| 507 | Youth to itself rebels, though none else near. | 1.3.44 |
| 508 | ophelia | |
| I shall {the} <th> effect of this good lesson keep | 1.3.45 |
| 509 | As {watchman} <watchmen> to my heart. But, good my brother, | 1.3.46 |
| 510 | Do not as some ungracious pastors do, | 1.3.47 |
| 511 | Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven | 1.3.48 |
| 512 | {Whiles,} <Whilst, like> a puffed and reckless libertine, | 1.3.49 |
| 513 | Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads | 1.3.50 |
| 514 | And recks not his own reed. | 1.3.51 |
| 514 | {Enter Polonius.} | 1.3.51 |
| 515 | laertes | |
| Oh, fear me not. | 1.3.51 |
| 516 | <(Enter Polonius.)> | |
| 517 | I stay too long. But here my father comes. | 1.3.52 |
| 518 | A double blessing is a double grace; | 1.3.53 |
| 519 | Occasion smiles upon a second leave. | 1.3.54 |
| 520 | polonius | |
| Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame. | 1.3.55 |
| 521 | The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail | 1.3.56 |
| 522 | And you are stayed {for. There, my} <for there. My> blessing with {thee,} <you;> | 1.3.57 |
| 523 | And these few precepts in thy memory | 1.3.58 |
| 524 | {Look} <See> thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue | 1.3.59 |
| 525 | Nor any unproportioned thought his act. | 1.3.60 |
| 526 | Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar. | 1.3.61 |
| 527 | {Those} <The> friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, | 1.3.62 |
| 528 | Grapple them {unto} <to> thy soul with hoops of steel, | 1.3.63 |
| 529 | But do not dull thy palm with entertainment | 1.3.64 |
| 530 | Of each {new-hatched,} <unhatched,> unfledged {courage.} <comrade.> Beware | 1.3.65 |
| 531 | Of entrance to a quarrel, but, being in, | 1.3.66 |
| 532 | Beart that th opposed may beware of thee. | 1.3.67 |
| 533 | Give every man {thy} <thine> ear but few thy voice; | 1.3.68 |
| 534 | Take each mans censure but reserve thy judgement. | 1.3.69 |
| 535 | Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy | 1.3.70 |
| 536 | But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy; | 1.3.71 |
| 537 | For the apparel oft proclaims the man, | 1.3.72 |
| 538 | And they in France of the best rank and station | 1.3.73 |
| 539 | {Or} <Are> of a most select and {generous,} <generous> chief in that. | 1.3.74 |
| 540 | Neither a borrower nor a {lender, boy,} <lender be;> | 1.3.75 |
| 541 T | For loan oft loses both itself and friend, | 1.3.76 |
| 542 | And borrowing {dulleth} <dulls the> edge of husbandry. | 1.3.77 |
| 543 | This above all: to thine own self be true, | 1.3.78 |
| 544 | And it must follow as the night the day | 1.3.79 |
| 545 | Thou canst not then be false to any man. | 1.3.80 |
| 546 | Farewell, my blessing season this in thee. | 1.3.81 |
| 547 | laertes | |
| Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord. | 1.3.82 |
| 548 T | polonius | |
| The time {invests} <invites> you. Go, your servants tend. | 1.3.83 |
| 549 | laertes | |
| Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well | 1.3.84 |
| 550 | What I have said to you. | 1.3.85 |
| 551 | ophelia | |
| Tis in my memory locked | 1.3.85 |
| 552 | And you yourself shall keep the key of it. | 1.3.86 |
| 553 | laertes | |
| Farewell. | 1.3.87 |
| 553 | Exit Laertes. | |
| 554 | polonius | |
| What ist, Ophelia, he hath said to you? | 1.3.88 |
| 555 | ophelia | |
| So please you, something touching the Lord Hamlet. | 1.3.89 |
| 556 | polonius | |
| Marry, well bethought: | 1.3.90 |
| 557 | Tis told me he hath very oft of late | 1.3.91 |
| 558 | Given private time to you, and you yourself | 1.3.92 |
| 559 | Have of your audience been most free and bounteous. | 1.3.93 |
| 560 | If it be so (as so tis put on me, | 1.3.94 |
| 561 | And that in way of caution), I must tell you | 1.3.95 |
| 562 | You do not understand yourself so clearly | 1.3.96 |
| 563 | As it behoves my daughter and your honor. | 1.3.97 |
| 564 T | What is between you? Give me up the truth. | 1.3.98 |
| 565 | ophelia | |
| He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders | 1.3.99 |
| 566 | Of his affection to me. | 1.3.100 |
| 567 | polonius | |
| Affection? Pooh, you speak like a green girl | 1.3.101 |
| 568 | Unsifted in such perilous circumstance. | 1.3.102 |
| 569 | Do you believe his tenders as you call them? | 1.3.103 |
| 570 | ophelia | |
| I do not know, my lord, what I should think. | 1.3.104 |
| 571 | polonius | |
| Marry, {I will} <Ill> teach you: think yourself a baby | 1.3.105 |
| 572 | That you have taen {these} <his> tenders for true pay | 1.3.106 |
| 573 | Which are not sterling; tender yourself more dearly | 1.3.107 |
| 574 | Or (not to crack the wind of the poor phrase, | 1.3.108 |
| 575 | {Wrong} <Roaming> Running it thus) youll tender me a fool. | 1.3.109 |
| 576 | ophelia | |
| My lord, he hath importuned me with love | 1.3.110 |
| 577 | In honorable fashion — | 1.3.111 |
| 578 | polonius | |
| Ay, fashion you may call it. Go to, go to. | 1.3.112 |
| 579 | ophelia | |
| And hath given countenance to his speech, | 1.3.113 |
| 580 | My lord, with {almost} all the {holy} vows of heaven. | 1.3.114 |
| 581 | polonius | |
| Ay, {springs} <springes> to catch woodcocks. I do know, | 1.3.115 |
| 582 | When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul | 1.3.116 |
| 583 | {Lends} <Gives> the tongue vows. These blazes, daughter, | 1.3.117 |
| 584 | Giving more light than heat, extinct in both | 1.3.118 |
| 585 | Even in their promise as it is a-making, | 1.3.119 |
| 586 | You must not take for fire. {From} <For> this time, <daughter,> | 1.3.120 |
| 587 | Be {something} <somewhat> scanter of your maiden presence, | 1.3.121 |
| 588 | Set your entreatments at a higher rate | 1.3.122 |
| 589 | Than a command to {parle.} <parley.> For Lord Hamlet, | 1.3.123 |
| 590 | Believe so much in him that he is young | 1.3.124 |
| 591 T | And with a larger tether may he walk | 1.3.125 |
| 592 | Than may be given you. In few, Ophelia, | 1.3.126 |
| 593 | Do not believe his vows, for they are brokers | 1.3.127 |
| 594 | Not of {that dye} <the eye> which their investments show | 1.3.128 |
| 595 T | But mere {imploratators} <implorators> of unholy suits | 1.3.129 |
| 596 | Breathing like sanctified and pious bondsbawds | 1.3.130 |
| 597 T | The better to beguile. This is for all: | 1.3.131 |
| 598 | I would not in plain terms from this time forth | 1.3.132 |
| 599 | Have you so slander any moment leisure | 1.3.133 |
| 600 | As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet. | 1.3.134 |
| 601 | Look tot, I charge you. Come your ways. | 1.3.135 |
| 602 | ophelia | |
| I shall obey, my lord. | 1.3.136 |
| 602 | Exeunt. | 1.3.136 |
| | [1.4] | |
| 603 | Enter Hamlet, Horatio, {and} Marcellus. | 1.4 |
| 604 T | hamlet | |
| The air bites shrewdly; {it is} <is it> very {cold.} <cold?> | 1.4.1 |
| 605 | horatio | |
| It is <a> nipping{,} and an eager air. | 1.4.2 |
| 606 | hamlet | |
| What hour now? | 1.4.3 |
| 607 | horatio | |
| I think it lacks of twelve. | 1.4.3 |
| 608 | marcellus | |
| No, it is struck. | 1.4.4 |
| 609 | horatio | |
| Indeed, I heard it not. {It then} <Then it> draws near the season | 1.4.5 |
| 610 | Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk. | 1.4.6 |
| 610 T | A flourish of trumpets and two pieces goes off. | 1.4.6 |
| 611 | What does this mean, my lord? | 1.4.7 |
| 612 | hamlet | |
| The King doth wake tonight and takes his rouse, | 1.4.8 |
| 613 | Keeps {wassail} <wassails> and the swaggering upspring reels, | 1.4.9 |
| 614 | And as he drains his draughts of Rennish down | 1.4.10 |
| 615 | The kettledrum and trumpet thus bray out | 1.4.11 |
| 616 | The triumph of his pledge. | 1.4.12 |
| 617 | horatio | |
| Is it a custom? | 1.4.12 |
| 618 | hamlet | |
| Ay, marry, ist, | 1.4.13 |
| 619 | {But} <And> to my mind, though I am native here | 1.4.14 |
| 620 | And to the manner born, it is a custom | 1.4.15 |
| 621 | More honored in the breach than the observance. | 1.4.16 |
| 621+1 | This heavy-headed revel east and west | 1.4.17 |
| 621+2 | Makes us traduced and taxed of other nations: | 1.4.18 |
| 621+3 | They clepe us drunkards and with swinish phrase | 1.4.19 |
| 621+4 | Soil our addition, and indeed it takes | 1.4.20 |
| 621+5 | From our achievements, though performed at height, | 1.4.21 |
| 621+6 | The pith and marrow of our attribute. | 1.4.22 |
| 621+7 | So oft it chances in particular men | 1.4.23 |
| 621+8 | That, for some vicious mole of nature in them, | 1.4.24 |
| 621+9 | As in their birth wherein they are not guilty | 1.4.25 |
| 621+10 | (Since nature cannot choose his origin), | 1.4.26 |
| 621+11 | By their oergrowth of some complexion | 1.4.27 |
| 621+12 | Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, | 1.4.28 |
| 621+13 | Or by some habit that too much oerleavens | 1.4.29 |
| 621+14 | The form of plausive manners — that these men | 1.4.30 |
| 621+15 | Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect | 1.4.31 |
| 621+16 | (Being Natures livery or Fortunes star), | 1.4.32 |
| 621+17 | His virtues else, be they as pure as grace, | 1.4.33 |
| 621+18 | As infinite as man may undergo, | 1.4.34 |
| 621+19 | Shall in the general censure take corruption | 1.4.35 |
| 621+20 | From that particular fault: the dram of ealeevl | 1.4.36 |
| 621+21 | Doth all the noble substance of a doubt | 1.4.37 |
| 621+22 | To his own scandal. | 1.4.38 |
| 622 | Enter Ghost. | |
| 623 | horatio | |
| Look, my lord, it comes. | 1.4.38 |
| 624 | hamlet | |
| Angels and ministers of grace defend us! — | 1.4.39 |
| 625 | Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damned, | 1.4.40 |
| 626 | Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, | 1.4.41 |
| 627 | Be thy {intents} <events> wicked or charitable, | 1.4.42 |
| 628 | Thou comest in such a questionable shape | 1.4.43 |
| 629 | That I will speak to thee: Ill call thee Hamlet, | 1.4.44 |
| 630 | King, father, royal Dane. Oh, oh, answer me, | 1.4.45 |
| 631 | Let me not burst in ignorance, but tell | 1.4.46 |
| 632 | Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, | 1.4.47 |
| 633 | Have burst their cerements, why the sepulchre | 1.4.48 |
| 634 | Wherein we saw thee quietly {interred} <inurned> | 1.4.49 |
| 635 | Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws | 1.4.50 |
| 636 | To cast thee up again. What may this mean | 1.4.51 |
| 637 | That thou, dead corpse, again in complete steel | 1.4.52 |
| 638 | Revisits thus the glimpses of the moon, | 1.4.53 |
| 639 | Making night hideous, and we fools of nature | 1.4.54 |
| 640 | So horridly to shake our disposition | 1.4.55 |
| 641 T | With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? | 1.4.56 |
| 642 | Say why is this? wherefore? what should we do? | 1.4.57 |
| 643 | Ghost beckons <Hamlet>. | 1.4.57 |
| 644 | horatio | |
| It beckons you to go away with it | 1.4.58 |
| 645 | As if it some impartment did desire | 1.4.59 |
| 646 | To you alone. | 1.4.60 |
| 647 | marcellus | |
| Look with what courteous action | 1.4.60 |
| 648 | It {waves} <wafts> you to a more removed ground, | 1.4.61 |
| 649 | But do not go with it. | 1.4.62 |
| 650 | horatio | |
| No, by no means. | 1.4.62 |
| 651 | hamlet | |
| It will not speak, then {I will} <will I> follow it. | 1.4.63 |
| 652 | horatio | |
| Do not, my lord. | 1.4.64 |
| 653 | hamlet | |
| Why, what should be the fear? | 1.4.64 |
| 654 | I do not set my life at a pins fee, | 1.4.65 |
| 655 | And for my soul, what can it do to that | 1.4.66 |
| 656 | Being a thing immortal as itself? | 1.4.67 |
| 657 | It waves me forth again. Ill follow it. | 1.4.68 |
| 658 | horatio | |
| What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord, | 1.4.69 |
| 659 T | Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff | 1.4.70 |
| 660 T | That beetles oer his base into the sea, | 1.4.71 |
| 661 | And there {assume} <assumes> some other horrible form | 1.4.72 |
| 662 | Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason | 1.4.73 |
| 663 | And draw you into madness? Think of it. | 1.4.74 |
| 663+1 | The very place puts toys of desperation | 1.4.75 |
| 663+2 | Without more motive into every brain | 1.4.76 |
| 663+3 | That looks so many fathoms to the sea | 1.4.77 |
| 663+4 | And hears it roar beneath. | 1.4.78 |
| 664 | hamlet | |
| It {waves} <wafts> me still. <Go on, Ill follow thee.> | 1.4.79 |
| 664 | {Go on, Ill follow thee.} | 1.4.79 |
| 665 | marcellus | |
| You shall not go, my lord. | 1.4.80 |
| 666 | hamlet | |
| Hold off your {hands.} <hand.> | 1.4.80 |
| 667 | horatio | |
| Be ruled, you shall not go. | 1.4.81 |
| 668 | hamlet | |
| My fate cries out | 1.4.81 |
| 669 | And makes each petty artery in this body | 1.4.82 |
| 670 | As hardy as the Nemean lions nerve. | 1.4.83 |
| 671 | Still am I {called.} <called?> Unhand me, gentlemen, | 1.4.84 |
| 672 | By heaven, Ill make a ghost of him that lets me! | 1.4.85 |
| 673 | I say away! — Go on, Ill follow thee. | 1.4.86 |
| 674 T | Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet. | 1.4.86 |
| 675 T | horatio | |
| He waxes desperate with imagination. | 1.4.87 |
| 676 | marcellus | |
| Lets follow. Tis not fit thus to obey him. | 1.4.88 |
| 677 | horatio | |
| Have after. To what issue will this come? | 1.4.89 |
| 678 | marcellus | |
| Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. | 1.4.90 |
| 679 | horatio | |
| Heaven will direct it. | 1.4.91 |
| 680 | marcellus | |
| Nay, lets follow him. | 1.4.91 |
| 680 | Exeunt. | |
| | |
| | [1.5] | |
| 681 | Enter Ghost and Hamlet. | 1.5 |
| 682 | hamlet | |
| {Whither} <Where> wilt thou lead me? Speak, Ill go no further. | 1.5.1 |
| 683 | ghost | |
| Mark me. | 1.5.2 |
| 684 | hamlet | |
| I will. | 1.5.2 |
| 685 | ghost | |
| My hour is almost come | 1.5.2 |
| 686 | When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames | 1.5.3 |
| 687 | Must render up myself. | 1.5.4 |
| 688 | hamlet | |
| Alas, poor ghost. | 1.5.4 |
| 689 | ghost | |
| Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing | 1.5.5 |
| 690 | To what I shall unfold. | 1.5.6 |
| 691 | hamlet | |
| Speak, I am bound to hear. | 1.5.6 |
| 692 | ghost | |
| So art thou to revenge when thou shalt hear. | 1.5.7 |
| 693 | hamlet | |
| What? | 1.5.8 |
| 694 | ghost | |
| I am thy fathers spirit, | 1.5.9 |
| 695 | Doomed for a certain term to walk the night | 1.5.10 |
| 696 | And for the day confined to fast in fires | 1.5.11 |
| 697 | Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature | 1.5.12 |
| 698 | Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid | 1.5.13 |
| 699 | To tell the secrets of my prison-house, | 1.5.14 |
| 700 | I could a tale unfold whose lightest word | 1.5.15 |
| 701 | Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, | 1.5.16 |
| 702 | Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, | 1.5.17 |
| 703 | Thy {knotted} <knotty> and combined locks to part, | 1.5.18 |
| 704 | And each particular hair to stand on end | 1.5.19 |
| 705 | Like quills upon the {fearful} <fretful> porpentine.porcupine. | 1.5.20 |
| 706 | But this eternal blazon must not be | 1.5.21 |
| 707 | To ears of flesh and blood. List, {list,} <Hamlet,> oh, list: | 1.5.22 |
| 708 | If thou didst ever thy dear father love — | 1.5.23 |
| 709 | hamlet | |
| O {God!} <heaven!> | 1.5.24 |
| 710 | ghost | |
| — revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. | 1.5.25 |
| 711 | hamlet | |
| Murder{.} <?> | 1.5.26 |
| 712 | ghost | |
| Murder most foul, as in the best it is, | 1.5.27 |
| 713 | But this most foul, strange and unnatural. | 1.5.28 |
| 714-5 | hamlet | |
| {Haste} <Haste, haste> me to {knowt,} <know it,> that {I} with wings as swift | 1.5.29 |
| 716 | As meditation or the thoughts of love | 1.5.30 |
| 717 | May sweep to my revenge. | 1.5.31 |
| 718 | ghost | |
| I find thee apt. | 1.5.31 |
| 719 | And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed | 1.5.32 |
| 720 | That {roots} <rots> itself in ease on Lethe wharf, | 1.5.33 |
| 721 | Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, hear: | 1.5.34 |
| 722 | {Tis} <Its> given out that, sleeping in {my} <mine> orchard, | 1.5.35 |
| 723 | A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark | 1.5.36 |
| 724 | Is by a forged process of my death | 1.5.37 |
| 725 | Rankly abused. But know, thou noble youth, | 1.5.38 |
| 726 | The serpent that did sting thy fathers life | 1.5.39 |
| 727 | Now wears his crown. | 1.5.40 |
| 728 | hamlet | |
| O my prophetic soul! {My} <Mine> uncle! | 1.5.41 |
| 729 | ghost | |
| Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, | 1.5.42 |
| 730 T | With witchcraft of his wits,wit, with traitorous gifts — | 1.5.43 |
| 731 | O wicked wit and gifts that have the power | 1.5.44 |
| 732 T | So to seduce! — won to {his} <this> shameful lust | 1.5.45 |
| 733 | The will of my most seeming-virtuous Queen. | 1.5.46 |
| 734 | O Hamlet, what <a> falling off was there, | 1.5.47 |
| 735 | From me whose love was of that dignity | 1.5.48 |
| 736 | That it went hand in hand even with the vow | 1.5.49 |
| 737 | I made to her in marriage, and to decline | 1.5.50 |
| 738 | Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor | 1.5.51 |
| 739 | To those of mine. But virtue, as it never will be moved, | 1.5.53 |
| 740 | Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven, | 1.5.54 |
| 741 T | So lust, though to a radiant angel linked, | 1.5.55 |
| 742 | Will {sort} <sate> itself in a celestial bed | 1.5.57 |
| 742 | And prey on garbage. | 1.5.57 |
| 743 | But soft, methinks I scent the {morning} <mornings> air. | 1.5. |
| 744 | Brief let me be. Sleeping within {my} <mine> orchard, | 1.5.59 |
| 745 | My custom always {of} <in> the afternoon, | 1.5.60 |
| 746 | Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole | 1.5.61 |
| 747 | With juice of cursed {hebona} <hebenon> in a vial, | 1.5.62 |
| 748 | And in the porches of {my} <mine> ears did pour | 1.5.63 |
| 749 | The leperous distilment, whose effect | 1.5.64 |
| 750 | Holds such an enmity with blood of man | 1.5.65 |
| 751 | That swift as quicksilver it courses through | 1.5.66 |
| 752 | The natural gates and alleys of the body | 1.5.67 |
| 753 | And with a sudden vigor it doth {possess} <posset> | 1.5.68 |
| 754 | And curd like eager droppings into milk | 1.5.69 |
| 755 | The thin and wholesome blood. So did it mine, | 1.5.70 |
| 756 | And a most instant tetter {barked} <baked> about | 1.5.71 |
| 757 | Most Lazar-like with vile and loathsome crust | 1.5.72 |
| 758 | All my smooth body. | 1.5.73 |
| 759 | Thus was I, sleeping, by a brothers hand | 1.5.74 |
| 760 | Of life, of crown, {of} <and> queen at once dispatched, | 1.5.75 |
| 761 | Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, | 1.5.76 |
| 762 T | Unhouseled, disappointed, unaneled, | 1.5.77 |
| 763 | No reckoning made, but sent to my account | 1.5.78 |
| 764 | With all my imperfections on my head. | 1.5.79 |
| 765 | Oh, horrible! Oh, horrible, most horrible! | 1.5.80 |
| 766 | If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not, | 1.5.81 |
| 767 | Let not the royal bed of Denmark be | 1.5.82 |
| 768 | A couch for luxury and damned incest. | 1.5.83 |
| 769 | But {howsomever} <howsoever> thou {pursues} <pursuest> this act, | 1.5.84 |
| 770 | Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive | 1.5.85 |
| 771 | Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven | 1.5.86 |
| 772 | And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge | 1.5.87 |
| 773 | To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once: | 1.5.88 |
| 774 | The glow-worm shows the matin to be near | 1.5.89 |
| 775 | And gins to pale his uneffectual fire. | 1.5.90 |
| 776 | Adieu, adieu, {adieu.} <Hamlet.> Remember me. | 1.5.91 |
| 776 | Exit. | 1.5.91 |
| 777 | hamlet | |
| O all you host of heaven, O earth, what else? | 1.5.92 |
| 778 | And shall I couple hell? Oh, fie! Hold, {hold,} my heart, | 1.5.93 |
| 779 | And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, | 1.5.94 |
| 780 | But bear me {swiftly} <stiffly> up. Remember {thee,} <thee?> | 1.5.95 |
| 781 | Ay, thou poor ghost, {whiles} <while> memory holds a seat | 1.5.96 |
| 782 | In this distracted globe. Remember {thee,} <thee?> | 1.5.97 |
| 783 | Yea, from the table of my memory | 1.5.98 |
| 784 | Ill wipe away all trivial fond records, | 1.5.99 |
| 785 | All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past | 1.5.100 |
| 786 | That youth and observation copied there, | 1.5.101 |
| 787 | And thy commandment all alone shall live | 1.5.102 |
| 788 | Within the book and volume of my brain | 1.5.103 |
| 789 | Unmixed with baser matter. Yes, <yes,> by heaven. | 1.5.104 |
| 790 | O most pernicious woman! | 1.5.105 |
| 791 | O villain, villain, smiling damned villain! | 1.5.106 |
| 792 | My tables, my tables, meet it is I set it down | 1.5.107 |
| 793 | That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain; | 1.5.108 |
| 794 | At least {I am} <Im> sure it may be so in Denmark. | 1.5.109 |
| 795 | So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word: | 1.5.110 |
| 796 | It is Adieu, adieu. Remember me. | 1.5.112 |
| 796 | I have swornt. | 1.5.112 |
| 796 | {Enter Horatio and Marcellus.} | 1.5.112 |
| 797 | horatio<, marcellus>< (Within.)> My lord, my lord! | 1.5.113 |
| 798 | <Enter Horatio and Marcellus.> | |
| 799 | marcellus | |
| Lord Hamlet! | 1.5.113 |
| 800 | horatio | |
| {Heavens} <Heaven> secure him. | 1.5.113 |
| 801 | {hamlet} <marcellus> | |
| So be it. | 1.5.114 |
| 802 | {marcellus} <horatio> | |
| Illo, ho, ho, my lord! | 1.5.115 |
| 803 | hamlet | |
| Hillo, ho, ho, boy, come, {and} <bird,> come! | 1.5.116 |
| 804 | marcellus | |
| How ist, my noble lord? | 1.5.117 |
| 805 | horatio | |
| What news, my lord? | 1.5.117 |
| 806 | hamlet | |
| Oh, wonderful. | 1.5.118 |
| 807 | horatio | |
| Good my lord, tell it. | 1.5.119 |
| 808 | hamlet | |
| No, {you will} <youll> reveal it. | 1.5.119 |
| 809 | horatio | |
| Not I, my lord, by heaven. | 1.5.120 |
| 810 | marcellus | |
| Nor I, my lord. | 1.5.120 |
| 811 | hamlet | |
| How say you then, would heart of man once think it<?> — | 1.5.121 |
| 812 | But youll be {secret.} <secret?> | 1.5.122 |
| 813 | both [horatio, Marcellus] | |
| Ay, by {heaven.} <heaven, my lord.> | 1.5.122 |
| 814 | hamlet | |
| Theres {never} <neer> a villain dwelling in all Denmark | 1.5.123 |
| 815 | But hes an arrant knave. | 1.5.124 |
| 816-7 | horatio | |
| There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave | 1.5.125 |
| 817 | To tell us this. | 1.5.126 |
| 818 | hamlet | |
| Why, right, you are {in the} <ith> right, | 1.5.126 |
| 819 | And so without more circumstance at all | 1.5.127 |
| 820 | I hold it fit that we shake hands and part. | 1.5.128 |
| 821 | You, as your business and {desire} <desires> shall point you | 1.5.129 |
| 822 | (For every man {hath} <has> business and desire | 1.5.130 |
| 823 | Such as it is), and for {my} <mine> own poor part | 1.5.131 |
| 824 | Look you, {I will} <Ill> go pray. | 1.5.132 |
| 825 | horatio | |
| These are but wild and {whirling} <hurling> words, my lord. | 1.5.133 |
| 826 | hamlet | |
| {I am} <Im> sorry they offend you — heartily, | 1.5.134 |
| 827 | Yes, faith, heartily. | 1.5.135 |
| 828 | horatio | |
| Theres no offense, my lord. | 1.5.135 |
| 829 | hamlet | |
| Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, {Horatio,} <my lord,> | 1.5.136 |
| 830 | And much offense {too. Touching} <too, touching> this vision {here,}<here.> | 1.5.137 |
| 831 | It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you. | 1.5.138 |
| 832 | For your desire to know what is between us | 1.5.139 |
| 833 | Oermastert as you may. And now, good friends, | 1.5.140 |
| 834 | As you are friends, scholars and soldiers, | 1.5.141 |
| 835 | Give me one poor request. | 1.5.142 |
| 836 | horatio | |
| What ist, my {lord,}<lord?> we will. | 1.5.143 |
| 837 | hamlet | |
| Never make known what you have seen tonight. | 1.5.144 |
| 838 | both [horatio, marcellus] | |
| My lord, we will not. | 1.5.145 |
| 839 | hamlet | |
| Nay, but sweart. | 1.5.145 |
| 840 | horatio | |
| In faith, my lord, not I. | 1.5.146 |
| 841 | marcellus | |
| Nor I, my lord, in faith. | 1.5.146 |
| 842 | hamlet | |
| Upon my sword. | 1.5.147 |
| 843 | marcellus | |
| We have sworn, my lord, already. | 1.5.147 |
| 844 | hamlet | |
| Indeed, upon my sword, indeed. | 1.5.148 |
| 845 | Ghost cries under the stage. | 1.5.149 |
| 845 | ghost | |
| Swear. | 1.5.149 |
| 846-7 | hamlet | |
| {Ha,} <Ah> ha, boy, sayst thou so? Art thou there truepenny? | 1.5.150 |
| 847 T | Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage,cellarage? | 1.5.151 |
| 848 | Consent to swear. | 1.5.152 |
| 849 | horatio | |
| Propose the oath, my lord. | 1.5.152 |
| 850 | hamlet | |
| Never to speak of this that you have {seen,} <seen.> | 1.5.153 |
| 851 | Swear by my sword. | 1.5.154 |
| 852 | ghost [Under the stage.] | |
| Swear. | 1.5.155 |
| 853 | hamlet | |
| Hic et {ubique,} <ubique?> then well shift {our} <for> ground. | 1.5.156 |
| 854 | Come hither, gentlemen, | 1.5.157 |
| 855 | And lay your hands again upon my sword. | 1.5.158 |
| 857 | {Swear by my sword} | 1.5.159 |
| 856 | Never to speak of this that you have {heard.} <heard,> | 1.5.160 |
| 857 | <Swear by my Sword.> | 1.5.159 |
| 858 | ghost [Under the stage.] | |
| Swear {by his sword}. | 1.5.161 |
| 859 | hamlet | |
| Well said, old mole. Canst work ith {earth} <ground> so fast? | 1.5.162 |
| 860 | A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good friends. | 1.5.163 |
| 861 | horatio | |
| Oh, day and night, but this is wondrous strange. | 1.5.164 |
| 862 | hamlet | |
| And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. | 1.5.165 |
| 863 | There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, | 1.5.166 |
| 864 | Than are dreamt of in {your} <our> philosophy. But come, | 1.5.168 |
| 865 | Here as before: never, so help you mercy | 1.5.169 |
| 866 | (How strange or odd {someer} <soeer> I bear myself, | 1.5.170 |
| 867 | As I perchance hereafter shall think meet | 1.5.171 |
| 868 | To put an antic disposition on), | 1.5.172 |
| 869 | That you at such {times} <time> seeing me, never shall | 1.5.173 |
| 870 | (With arms encumbered thus, or {this headshake} <thus, head shake,> | 1.5.174 |
| 871 | Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase | 1.5.175 |
| 872 | As Well, {well,} we know, or We could an if we would, | 1.5.176 |
| 873 T | Or If we list to speak, or There be an if they might, | 1.5.177 |
| 874 | Or such ambiguous giving out) to note | 1.5.178 |
| 875 | That you know aught of me. This {do swear,} <not to do,> | 1.5.179 |
| 876 | So grace and mercy at your most need help {you.} <you,> | 1.5.180 |
| 877 | <Swear.> | |
| 878 | ghost [Under the stage.] | |
| Swear. | 1.5.181 |
| 879 | hamlet | |
| Rest, rest, perturbed spirit. So, gentlemen, | 1.5.182 |
| 880 | With all my love I do commend me to you, | 1.5.183 |
| 881 | And what so poor a man as Hamlet is | 1.5.184 |
| 882 | May do tֺ express his love and friending to you, | 1.5.185 |
| 883 | God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together, | 1.5.186 |
| 884 | And still your fingers on your lips, I pray. | 1.5.187 |
| 885 | The time is out of joint; O cursed spite | 1.5.188 |
| 886 | That ever I was born to set it right! | 1.5.189 |
| 887 | Nay, come, lets go together. | 1.5.190 |
| 887 | Exeunt. | 1.5.190 |
| 888 | 2.1 | |
| 889 | Enter {old} Polonius {with his man [Reynaldo] or two.} <and Reynoldo.> | |
| 890 | polonius | |
| Give him {this} <his> money, and these notes, {Reynaldo.}<Reynoldo.> | 2.1.1 |
| 891 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| I will, my lord. | 2.1.2 |
| 892 | polonius | |
| You shall do marvellous {wisely,} <wisely:> good {Reynaldo,}<Reynoldo,> | 2.1.3 |
| 893 | Before you visit him, {to} <you> make {inquire} <inquiry> | 2.1.4 |
| 894 | Of his behavior. | 2.1.5 |
| 895 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| My lord, I did intend it. | 2.1.5 |
| 896-7 | polonius | |
| Marry, well said, very well said. Look you, sir, | 2.1.6 |
| 898 | Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris, | 2.1.7 |
| 899 | And how, and who, what means, and where they keep, | 2.1.8 |
| 900 | What company, at what expense, and finding | 2.1.9 |
| 901 | By this encompassment and drift of question | 2.1.10 |
| 902 | That they do know my son, come you more nearer | 2.1.11 |
| 903 | Than your particular demands will touch it. | 2.1.12 |
| 904 | Take you, as twere, some distant knowledge of him, | 2.1.13 |
| 905 | {As} <And> thus: I know his father, and his friends, | 2.1.14 |
| 906 | And in part him — do you mark this, {Reynaldo?} <Reynoldo?> | 2.1.15 |
| 907 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| Ay, very well, my lord. | 2.1.16 |
| 908 | polonius | |
| And in part him, but, you may say, not well; | 2.1.17 |
| 909 | But ift be he I mean, hes very wild, | 2.1.18 |
| 910 | Addicted so and so, and there put on him | 2.1.19 |
| 911 | What forgeries you please — marry, none so rank | 2.1.20 |
| 912 | As may dishonor him; take heed of that — | 2.1.21 |
| 913 | But, sir, such wanton, wild and usual slips | 2.1.22 |
| 914 | As are companions noted and most known | 2.1.23 |
| 915 | To youth and liberty. | 2.1.24 |
| 916 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| As gaming, my lord? | 2.1.24 |
| 917 | polonius | |
| Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, | 2.1.25 |
| 918 | Quarrelling, drabbing — you may go so far. | 2.1.26 |
| 919 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| My lord, that would dishonor him. | 2.1.27 |
| 920 | polonius | |
| Faith, no, as you may season it in the charge. | 2.1.28 |
| 921 | You must not put another scandal on him, | 2.1.29 |
| 922 | That he is open to incontinency, | 2.1.30 |
| 923 | Thats not my meaning, but breathe his faults so quaintly | 2.1.31 |
| 924 | That they may seem the taints of liberty, | 2.1.32 |
| 925 | The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind, | 2.1.33 |
| 926 | A savageness in unreclaimed blood | 2.1.35 |
| 926 | Of general assault. | 2.1.35 |
| 927 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| But my good lord — | 2.1.35 |
| 928 | polonius | |
| Wherefore should you do this? | 2.1.36 |
| 929 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| Ay, my lord, I would know that. | 2.1.37 |
| 930 | polonius | |
| Marry, sir, heres my drift, | 2.1.37 |
| 931 | And I believe it is a fetch of {wit:} <warrant:> | 2.1.38 |
| 932 | You laying these slight {sallies} <sullies> on my son | 2.1.39 |
| 933 | As twere a thing a little soiled {with} <ith> working, | 2.1.40 |
| 934 | Mark you, your party in converse, him you would sound | 2.1.42 |
| 935 | Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes | 2.1.43 |
| 936 | The youth you breathe of guilty, be assured | 2.1.44 |
| 937 | He closes with you in this consequence: | 2.1.45 |
| 938 | Good sir, or so, or friend, or gentleman, | 2.1.46 |
| 939 | According to the phrase {or} <and> the addition | 2.1.47 |
| 940 | Of man and country. | 2.1.48 |
| 941 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| Very good, my lord. | 2.1.48 |
| 942-3 | polonius | |
| And then, sir, does {a} <he> this — {a} <he> does — what | 2.1.49 |
| 943-4 | was I about to say? {By the mass,} I was about to say something. | 2.1.49-50 |
| 944 | Where did I leave? | 2.1.51 |
| 945 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| At closes in the consequence — | 2.1.51 |
| 946 | At friend, or so, and gentleman. | 2.1.51 |
| 947 | polonius | |
| At closes in the consequence, ay, marry, | 2.1.52 |
| 948 | He closes with you thus: I know the gentleman, | 2.1.53 |
| 949 | I saw him yesterday, or {th other} <tother> day, | 2.1.54 |
| 950 | Or then, or then, with such {or} <and> such, and as you say, | 2.1.55 |
| 951 | There was {a gaming there, or took} <he gaming, there oertook> ins rouse, | 2.1.56 |
| 952 | There falling out at tennis, or perchance | 2.1.57 |
| 953 | I saw him enter such a house of sale, | 2.1.58 |
| 954 | Videlicet, a brothel, or so forth. See you now<:> | 2.1.59 |
| 955 T | Your bait of falsehood {take} <takes> this carp of truth; | 2.1.60 |
| 956 | And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, | 2.1.61 |
| 957 | With windlasses, and with assays of bias, | 2.1.62 |
| 958 | By indirections find directions out. | 2.1.63 |
| 959 | So by my former lecture and advice | 2.1.64 |
| 960 | Shall you my son. You have me, have you not? | 2.1.65 |
| 961 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| My lord, I have. | 2.1.66 |
| 962 | polonius | |
| God buy {ye,} <you;> fare {ye} <you> well. | 2.1.66 |
| 963 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| Good my lord. | 2.1.67 |
| 964 | polonius | |
| Observe his inclination in yourself. | 2.1.68 |
| 965 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| I shall, my lord. | 2.1.69 |
| 966 | polonius | |
| And let him ply his music. | 2.1.70 |
| 967 | {reynaldo}<reynoldo> | |
| Well, my lord. | 2.1.70 |
| 967 | Exit {Reynaldo}. | 2.1.70 |
| 968 | Enter Ophelia. | |
| 969-70 | polonius | |
| Farewell. — How now, Ophelia, whats the matter? | 2.1.71 |
| 971 | ophelia | |
| {O my lord,} <Alas,> my lord, I have been so {affrighted — } <affrighted.> | 2.1.72 |
| 972 | polonius | |
| With what, {ith} <in the> name of {God?} <heaven?> | 2.1.73 |
| 973 | ophelia | |
| My lord, as I was sewing in my {closet,} <chamber,> | 2.1.74 |
| 974 | Lord Hamlet, with his doublet all unbraced, | 2.1.75 |
| 975 | No hat upon his head, his stockings fouled, | 2.1.76 |
| 976 | Ungartered, and down-gyved to his ankle, | 2.1.77 |
| 977 | Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other, | 2.1.78 |
| 978 | And with a look so piteous in purport | 2.1.79 |
| 979 | As if he had been loosed out of hell | 2.1.80 |
| 980 | To speak of horrors, he comes before me. | 2.1.81 |
| 981 | polonius | |
| Mad for thy love? | 2.1.82 |
| 982 | ophelia | |
| My lord, I do not know, | 2.1.83 |
| 982 | But truly I do fear it. | 2.1.83 |
| 983 | polonius | |
| What said he? | 2.1.83 |
| 984 | ophelia | |
| He took me by the wrist and held me hard, | 2.1.84 |
| 985 | Then goes he to the length of all his arm, | 2.1.85 |
| 986 | And with his other hand thus oer his brow | 2.1.86 |
| 987 | He falls to such perusal of my face | 2.1.87 |
| 988 | As {a} <he> would draw it. Long stayed he so. | 2.1.88 |
| 989 | At last, a little shaking of mine arm, | 2.1.89 |
| 990 | And thrice his head thus waving up and down, | 2.1.90 |
| 991 | He raised a sigh so piteous and profound | 2.1.91 |
| 992 | {As} <That> it did seem to shatter all his bulk | 2.1.92 |
| 993 | And end his being. That done, he lets me go, | 2.1.93 |
| 994 | And with his head over his {shoulder} <shoulders> turned | 2.1.94 |
| 995 | He seemed to find his way without his eyes, | 2.1.95 |
| 996 | For out odoors he went without their {helps,} <help,> | 2.1.96 |
| 997 | And to the last bended their light on me. | 2.1.97 |
| 998 | polonius | |
| {Come, go} <Go> with me, I will go seek the King. | 2.1.98 |
| 999 | This is the very ecstasy of love, | 2.1.99 |
| 1000 | Whose violent property fordoes itself | 2.1.100 |
| 1001 | And leads the will to desperate undertakings | 2.1.101 |
| 1002 | As oft as any {passions} <passion> under heaven | 2.1.102 |
| 1003 | That does afflict our natures. I am sorry. | 2.1.103 |
| 1004 | What, have you given him any hard words of late? | 2.1.104 |
| 1005 | ophelia | |
| No, my good lord, but as you did command | 2.1.105 |
| 1006 | I did repel his letters and denied | 2.1.106 |
| 1007 | His access to me. | 2.1.107 |
| 1008 | polonius | |
| That hath made him mad. | 2.1.107 |
| 1009 | I am sorry that with better {heed} <speed> and judgment | 2.1.108 |
| 1010 T | I had not {coted} <quoted> him. I feared he did but trifle | 2.1.109 |
| 1011 | And meant to wrack thee. But beshrew my jealousy. | 2.1.110 |
| 1012 | {By heaven,} <It seems> it is as proper to our age | 2.1.111 |
| 1013 | To cast beyond ourselves in our opinions | 2.1.112 |
| 1014 | As it is common for the younger sort | 2.1.113 |
| 1015 | To lack discretion. Come, go we to the King. | 2.1.114 |
| 1016 | This must be known, which, being kept close, might move | 2.1.115 |
| 1017 | More grief to hide than hate to utter love. <Exeunt.> | 2.1.116 |
| 1017+1 | {Come.} | 2.1.116 |
| 1017+1 | {Exeunt.} | 2.1.116 |
| 1018 | 2.2 | 2.2 |
| 1019 | {Flourish.} | |
| 1019 | Enter King {and} Queen, {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and | |
| 1019-20 | Guildenstern with others. | |
| 1021 | king | |
| Welcome, dear {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and Guildenstern. | 2.2.1 |
| 1022 | Moreover that we much did long to see you, | 2.2.2 |
| 1023 | The need we have to use you did provoke | 2.2.3 |
| 1024 | Our hasty sending. Something have you heard | 2.2.4 |
| 1025 | Of Hamlets transformation, so I call it, | 2.2.5 |
| 1026 | {Sith nor} <Since not> th exterior nor the inward man | 2.2.6 |
| 1027 | Resembles that it was. What it should be | 2.2.7 |
| 1028 | More than his fathers death, that thus hath put him | 2.2.8 |
| 1029 | So much from th understanding of himself | 2.2.9 |
| 1030 | I cannot {dream} <deem> of. I entreat you both | 2.2.10 |
| 1031 | That, being of so young days brought up with him | 2.2.11 |
| 1032 | And sith so neighbored to his youth and {havior,} <humor,> | 2.2.12 |
| 1033 | That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court | 2.2.13 |
| 1034 | Some little time, so by your companies | 2.2.14 |
| 1035 | To draw him on to pleasures and to gather | 2.2.15 |
| 1036 | So much as from {occasion} <occasions> you may glean, | 2.2.16 |
| 1036+1 | {Whether aught to us unknown afflicts him thus,} | 2.2.17 |
| 1037 | That opened lies within our remedy. | 2.2.18 |
| 1038 | queen | |
| Good gentlemen, he hath much talked of you, | 2.2.19 |
| 1039 | And sure I am two men there {is} <are> not living | 2.2.20 |
| 1040 | To whom he more adheres. If it will please you | 2.2.21 |
| 1041 | To show us so much gentry and good will | 2.2.22 |
| 1042 | As to expend your time with us a while | 2.2.23 |
| 1043 | For the supply and profit of our hope, | 2.2.24 |
| 1044 | Your visitation shall receive such thanks | 2.2.25 |
| 1045 | As fits a kings remembrance. | 2.2.26 |
| 1046 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Both your majesties | 2.2.26 |
| 1047 | Might by the sovereign power you have of us | 2.2.27 |
| 1048 | Put your dread pleasures more into command | 2.2.28 |
| 1049 | Than to entreaty. | 2.2.29 |
| 1050 | guildenstern | |
| {But we} <We> both obey | 2.2.29 |
| 1051 | And here give up ourselves in the full bent | 2.2.30 |
| 1052 | To lay our {service} <services> freely at your feet | 2.2.31 |
| 1053 | To be commanded. | 2.2.32 |
| 1054 | king | |
| Thanks, {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and gentle Guildenstern. | 2.2.33 |
| 1055 | queen | |
| Thanks, Guildenstern, and gentle {Rosencraus.} <Rosencrantz.> | 2.2.34 |
| 1056 | And I beseech you instantly to visit | 2.2.35 |
| 1057-8 | My too much changed son. Go some of {you} <ye> | 2.2.36 |
| 1059 | And bring {these} <the> gentlemen where Hamlet is. | 2.2.37 |
| 1060 | guildenstern | |
| Heavens make our presence and our practices | 2.2.38 |
| 1061 | Pleasant and helpful to him. | 2.2.39 |
| 1062 | queen | |
| {Ay, amen.} <Amen.> | 2.2.39 |
| 1062 T | Exeunt {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and Guildenstern | 2.2.39 |
| 1062 | [and one or more Attendants]. | 2.2.39 |
| 1063 | Enter Polonius. | |
| 1064 | polonius | |
| Th ambassadors from Norway, my good lord, | 2.2.40 |
| 1065 | Are joyfully returned. | 2.2.41 |
| 1066 | king | |
| Thou still hast been the father of good news. | 2.2.42 |
| 1067 | polonius | |
| Have I, my lord? {I assure} <Assure you,> my good liege<,> | 2.2.43 |
| 1068 | I hold my duty<,> as I hold my soul, | 2.2.44 |
| 1069 | Both to my God, {and} <one> to my gracious King; | 2.2.45 |
| 1070 | And I do think, or else this brain of mine | 2.2.46 |
| 1071 | Hunts not the trail of policy so sure | 2.2.47 |
| 1072 | As {it hath} <I have> used to do, that I have found | 2.2.48 |
| 1073 | The very cause of Hamlets lunacy. | 2.2.49 |
| 1074 | king | |
| Oh, speak of that, that {do I} <I do> long to hear. | 2.2.50 |
| 1075 | polonius | |
| Give first admittance to th ambassadors. | 2.2.51 |
| 1076 | My news shall be the {fruit} <news> to that great feast. | 2.2.52 |
| 1077 | king | |
| Thyself do grace to them and bring them in. | 2.2.53 |
| 1077 | {[Polonius goes to the door.]} <[Exit Polonius.]> | 2.2.53 |
| 1078 | He tells me, my {dear Gertrard,} <sweet Queen, that> he hath found | 2.2.54 |
| 1079 | The head and source of all your sons distemper. | 2.2.55 |
| 1080 | queen | |
| I doubt it is no other but the main: | 2.2.56 |
| 1081 | His fathers death and our {hasty} <oer-hasty> marriage. | 2.2.57 |
| 1082 | Enter <Polonius,> {Ambassadors} Voltemand and Cornelius. | |
| 1083 | king | |
| Well, we shall sift him. — Welcome, {my} good friends. | 2.2.58 |
| 1084 | Say, Voltemand, what from our brother Norway? | 2.2.59 |
| 1085 | voltemand | |
| Most fair return of greetings and desires. | 2.2.60 |
| 1086 | Upon our first, he sent out to suppress | 2.2.61 |
| 1087 | His nephews levies, which to him appeared | 2.2.62 |
| 1088 | To be a preparation gainst the Polack; | 2.2.63 |
| 1089 | But, better looked into, he truly found | 2.2.64 |
| 1090 | It was against your highness. Whereat, grieved | 2.2.65 |
| 1091 | That so his sickness, age and impotence | 2.2.66 |
| 1092 | Was falsely borne in hand, sends out arrests | 2.2.67 |
| 1093 | On Fortinbras, which he in brief obeys, | 2.2.68 |
| 1094 | Receives rebuke from Norway and, in fine, | 2.2.69 |
| 1095 | Makes vow before his uncle never more | 2.2.70 |
| 1096 | To give th assay of arms against your majesty. | 2.2.71 |
| 1097 | Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy, | 2.2.72 |
| 1098 | Gives him {threescore} <three> thousand crowns in anual fee | 2.2.73 |
| 1099 | And his commission to employ those soldiers | 2.2.74 |
| 1100 | So levied (as before) against the Polack, | 2.2.75 |
| 1101 | With an entreaty, herein further shown, | 2.2.76 |
| 1102 | That it might please you to give quiet pass | 2.2.77 |
| 1103 | Through your dominions for {this} <his> enterprise | 2.2.78 |
| 1104 | On such regards of safety and allowance | 2.2.79 |
| 1105 | As therein are set down. | 2.2.80 |
| 1106 | king | |
| It likes us well, | 2.2.80 |
| 1107 | And at our more considered time well read, | 2.2.81 |
| 1108 | Answer and think upon this business. | 2.2.82 |
| 1109 | Meantime, we thank you for your well-took labor. | 2.2.83 |
| 1110 | Go to your rest, at night well feast together. | 2.2.84 |
| 1111 | Most welcome home. | 2.2.85 |
| 1111 T | Exeunt Ambassadors Voltemand and Cornelius. | 2.2.85 |
| 1112 | polonius | |
| This business is very well ended. | 2.2.85 |
| 1113 | My liege and madam, to expostulate | 2.2.86 |
| 1114 | What majesty should be, what duty is, | 2.2.87 |
| 1115 | Why day is day, night night, and time is time, | 2.2.88 |
| 1116 | Were nothing but to waste night, day and time. | 2.2.89 |
| 1117 | Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit | 2.2.90 |
| 1118 | And tediousness the limbs and outward {flourishes.} <flourishes,> | 2.2.91 |
| 1119 | I will be brief: your noble son is mad. | 2.2.92 |
| 1120 | Mad call I it, for to define true madness, | 2.2.93 |
| 1121 | What ist but to be nothing else but mad? | 2.2.94 |
| 1122 | But let that go. | 2.2.95 |
| 1123 | queen | |
| More matter with less art. | 2.2.95 |
| 1124 | polonius | |
| Madam, I swear I use no art at all. | 2.2.96 |
| 1125 | That {hes} <he is> mad tis true, tis true tis pity, | 2.2.97 |
| 1126 | And pity {tis tis} <it is> true — a foolish figure, | 2.2.98 |
| 1127 | But farewell it, for I will use no art. | 2.2.99 |
| 1128 | Mad let us grant him then, and now remains | 2.2. |
| 1129 | That we find out the cause of this effect, | 2.2.101 |
| 1130 | Or rather say the cause of this defect, | 2.2.102 |
| 1131 | For this effect defective comes by cause. | 2.2.103 |
| 1132 | Thus it remains, and the remainder thus. | 2.2.105 |
| 1132 | Perpend. | 2.2.105 |
| 1133 | I have a daughter — have {while} <whilst> she is mine — | 2.2.106 |
| 1134 | Who in her duty and obedience, mark, | 2.2.107 |
| 1135 | Hath given me this. Now gather and surmise. | 2.2.108 |
| 1136 | [Reads]<the letter>. | |
| 1137 | To the celestial and my souls idol, the most beautified | 2.2.109 |
| 1138 | Ophelia — | 2.2.110 |
| 1139 | thats an ill phrase, a vile phrase, beautified is a vile | 2.2.111 |
| 1140 | phrase, but you shall {hear:} <hear these:> {thus} in her excellent white | 2.2.112-3 |
| 1141 | bosom, these — {etc.} | 2.2.113 |
| 1142 | queen | |
| Came this from Hamlet to her? | 2.2.114 |
| 1143 | polonius | |
| Good madam, stay awhile. I will be faithful. | 2.2.115 |
| 1144 | [Reads] {letter}. | |
| 1144 | Doubt thou the stars are fire, | 2.2.116 |
| 1145 | Doubt that the sun doth move, | 2.2.117 |
| 1146 | Doubt truth to be a liar, | 2.2.118 |
| 1147 | But never doubt I love. | 2.2.119 |
| 1148 | O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers. I have not art to | 2.2.120-1 |
| 1149 | reckon my groans, but that I love thee best, oh, most best believe | 2.2.121-2 |
| 1150 | it. Adieu. | 2.2.121-2 |
| 1151 | Thine evermore, most dear lady, whilst this | 2.2.123-4 |
| 1152 | machine is to him, Hamlet. | 2.2.123-4 |
| 1153 | This in obedience hath my daughter {shown} <showed> me; | 2.2.125 |
| 1154 T | And more {about} <above> hath his solicitings, | 2.2.126 |
| 1155 | As they fell out, by time, by means and place, | 2.2.127 |
| 1156 | All given to mine ear. | 2.2.128 |
| 1157 | king | |
| But how hath she received his love? | 2.2.129 |
| 1158 | polonius | |
| What do you think of me? | 2.2.129 |
| 1159 | king | |
| As of a man faithful and honorable. | 2.2.130 |
| 1160 | polonius | |
| I would fain prove so. But what might you think | 2.2.131 |
| 1161 | When I had seen this hot love on the wing | 2.2.132 |
| 1162 | (As I perceived it, I must tell you that, | 2.2.133 |
| 1163 | Before my daughter told me), what might you, | 2.2.134 |
| 1164 | Or my dear majesty your Queen here, think | 2.2.135 |
| 1165 | If I had played the desk or table-book, | 2.2.136 |
| 1166 | Or given my heart a {working} <winking> mute and dumb, | 2.2.137 |
| 1167 | Or looked upon this love with idle sight, | 2.2.138 |
| 1168 | What might you think? No, I went round to work | 2.2.139 |
| 1169 | And my young mistress thus I did bespeak: | 2.2.140 |
| 1170 | Lord Hamlet is a prince out of thy star. | 2.2.141 |
| 1171 | This must not be. And then I {prescripts} <precepts> gave her | 2.2.142 |
| 1172 T | That she should lock herself from his resort, | 2.2.143 |
| 1173 | Admit no messengers, receive no tokens; | 2.2.144 |
| 1174 | Which done, she took the fruits of my advice, | 2.2.145 |
| 1175 | And he, {repelled,} <repulsed,> a short tale to make, | 2.2.146 |
| 1176 | Fell into a sadness, then into a fast, | 2.2.147 |
| 1177 T | Thence to a watch, thence into a weakness, | 2.2.148 |
| 1178 T | Thence to a lightness, and by this declension | 2.2.149 |
| 1179 | Into the madness {wherein} <whereon> now he raves | 2.2.150 |
| 1180 | And all we {mourn} <wail> for. | 2.2.151 |
| 1181 | king | |
| Do you think <tis> this? | 2.2.151 |
| 1182 | queen | |
| It may {be,} <be> very {like.} <likely.> | 2.2.152 |
| 1183 | polonius | |
| Hath there been such a time — {I would} <Id> fain know that — | 2.2.153 |
| 1184 | That I have positively said tis so | 2.2.154 |
| 1185 | When it proved otherwise? | 2.2.155 |
| 1186 | king | |
| Not that I know. | 2.2.155 |
| 1187 | polonius | |
| Take this from this if this be otherwise. | 2.2.156 |
| 1188 | If circumstances lead me, I will find | 2.2.157 |
| 1189 | Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed | 2.2.158 |
| 1190 | Within the center. | 2.2.159 |
| 1191 | king | |
| How may we try it further? | 2.2.159 |
| 1192-3 | polonius | |
| You know sometimes he walks four hours together | 2.2.160 |
| 1194 | Here in the lobby. | 2.2.161 |
| 1195 | queen | |
| So he {does,} <has,> indeed. | 2.2.161 |
| 1196 | polonius | |
| At such a time Ill loose my daughter to him. | 2.2.162 |
| 1197 | Be you and I behind an arras then, | 2.2.163 |
| 1198 | Mark the encounter: if he love her not | 2.2.164 |
| 1199 | And be not from his reason fallen thereon, | 2.2.165 |
| 1200 | Let me be no assistant for a state | 2.2.166 |
| 1201 | {But} <And> keep a farm and carters. | 2.2.167 |
| 1202 | king | |
| We will try it. | 2.2.167 |
| 1203 | Enter Hamlet <reading on a book>. | |
| 1204-5 | queen | |
| But look where sadly the poor wretch comes reading. | 2.2.168 |
| 1206 | polonius | |
| Away, I do beseech you both, away. | 2.2.169 |
| 1207-8 | Ill board him presently. Oh, give me leave. | 2.2.170 |
| 1207 | Exeunt King and Queen [and perhaps Attendants]. | 2.2.170 |
| 1208 | How does my good lord Hamlet? | 2.2.171 |
| 1209 | hamlet | |
| Well, God-a-mercy. | 2.2.172 |
| 1210 | polonius | |
| Do you know me, my lord? | 2.2.173 |
| 1211 | hamlet | |
| Excellent<, excellent> well, {you are} <youre> a fishmonger. | 2.2.174 |
| 1212 | polonius | |
| Not I, my lord. | 2.2.175 |
| 1213 | hamlet | |
| Then I would you were so honest a man. | 2.2.176 |
| 1214 | polonius | |
| Honest, my lord? | 2.2.177 |
| 1215 | hamlet | |
| Ay, sir, to be honest as this world goes, is to be | 2.2.178-9 |
| 1215-6 | one man picked out of {ten} <two> thousand. | 2.2.179 |
| 1217 | polonius | |
| Thats very true, my lord. | 2.2.180 |
| 1218 | hamlet | |
| For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, | 2.2.181 |
| 1219-20 | being a good kissing carrion — Have you a daughter? | 2.2.182 |
| 1221 | polonius | |
| I have, my lord. | 2.2.183 |
| 1222 | hamlet | |
| Let her not walk ith sun: conception is a | 2.2.184 |
| 1223 | blessing, but <not> as your daughter may conceive, friend, | 2.2.185 |
| 1224 | look tot. | 2.2.186 |
| 1225 | polonius [Aside.] | |
| How say you by that? Still harping on my daughter; | 2.2.187-8 |
| 1226 | yet he knew me not at first, {a} <he> said I was a fishmonger. | 2.2.188-9 |
| 1227 | {A} <He> is far gone, far gone, and truly in my youth | 2.2.189 |
| 1228 | I suffered much extremity for love, very near this. Ill | 2.2.190 |
| 1229 | speak to him again. — What do you read, my lord? | 2.2.191 |
| 1230 | hamlet | |
| Words, words, words. | 2.2.192 |
| 1231 | polonius | |
| What is the matter, my lord? | 2.2.193 |
| 1232 | hamlet | |
| Between who? | 2.2.194 |
| 1233 T | polonius | |
| I mean the matter {that} you read, my lord. | 2.2.195 |
| 1234 | hamlet | |
| Slanders, sir; for the satirical {rogue} <slave> says here | 2.2.196-7 |
| 1235 | that old men have grey beards, that their faces are wrinkled, | 2.2.197-8 |
| 1236 | their eyes purging thick amber {and} <or> plumtree | 2.2.198-9 |
| 1237 T | gum, and that they have a plentiful lack of wit, | 2.2.199-200 |
| 1238 | together with {most} weak hams; all which, sir, though I | 2.2.201-2 |
| 1239 | most powerfully and potently believe, yet I hold it | 2.2.201-2 |
| 1240 | not honesty to have it thus set down. For you yourself, | 2.2.202-3 |
| 1241 | sir, {shall grow} <should be> old as I am: if like a crab you could | 2.2.203-4 |
| 1242 | go backward. | 2.2.203-4 |
| 1243-4 | polonius [Aside.] | |
| Though this be madness yet there is method int. — Will you | 2.2.205-6 |
| 1244-5 | walk out of the air, my lord? | 2.2.206 |
| 1246 | hamlet | |
| Into my {grave.} <grave?> | 2.2.207 |
| 1247-8 | polonius | |
| Indeed, {thats} <that is> out {of the} <oth> air. [Aside.] How pregnant sometimes | 2.2.208-9 |
| 1248-51 | his replies are! A happiness that often madness hits on, which reason | 2.2.209-10 |
| 1251-3 | and {sanctity} <sanity> could not so prosperously be delivered of. | 2.2.210-1 |
| 1253-4 | I will leave him and suddenly contrive the means of meeting | 2.2.211-2 |
| 1255-6 | between him, and my daughter. — My <honorable> lord, I will <most humbly> | 2.2.213 |
| 1257 | take my leave of you. | 2.2.214 |
| 1258 | hamlet | |
| You cannot<, sir,> take from me anything that I | 2.2.215 |
| 1259 | will {not} more willingly part withal, except my life, {except my life, except} my | 2.2.216-7 |
| 1260 | life. | 2.2.217 |
| 1261 | polonius | |
| Fare you well, my lord. | 2.2.218 |
| 1262 | hamlet | |
| These tedious old fools. | 2.2.219 |
| 1265 | Enter {Guildenstern and Rosencraus.} <Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.> | 2.2.219 |
| 1263-4 | polonius | |
| You go to seek {the} <my> Lord Hamlet? There he is. | 2.2.220 |
| 1266 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| [To Polonius.] God save you, sir. | 2.2.221 |
| 1266 | [Exit Polonius.] | 2.2.221 |
| 1267 | guildenstern | |
| {My} <Mine> honored {lord.} <lord!> | 2.2.222 |
| 1268 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| My most dear {lord.} <lord!> | 2.2.223 |
| 1269 T | hamlet | |
| My excellent good {friends.}<friends!> How dost thou, | 2.2.224-5 |
| 1270-1 | Guildenstern? {Ah,} <Oh,> {Rosencraus!} <Rosencrantz!> Good lads, how do {you} <ye> | 2.2.225-6 |
| 1271 | both? | 2.2.226 |
| 1272 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| As the indifferent children of the earth. | 2.2.227 |
| 1273 | guildenstern | |
| Happy, in that we are not {ever happy} <over-happy:> on Fortunes | 2.2.228-9 |
| 1274 | {lap;} <cap,> we are not the very button. | 2.2.229 |
| 1275 | hamlet | |
| Nor the soles of her {shoe.} <shoe?> | 2.2.230 |
| 1276 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Neither, my lord. | 2.2.231 |
| 1277 | hamlet | |
| Then you live about her waist, or in the | 2.2.232 |
| 1278 | middle of her {favours.} <favour?> | 2.2.233 |
| 1279 | guildenstern | |
| Faith, her privates we. | 2.2.234 |
| 1280 | hamlet | |
| In the secret parts of {Fortune —} <Fortune?> Oh, most true, | 2.2.235 |
| 1281 | she is a strumpet. {What} <Whats the> news? | 2.2.236 |
| 1282-3 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| None, my lord, but <that> the worlds grown honest. | 2.2.237 |
| 1284-5 | hamlet | |
| Then is doomsday near. But your news is not true. | 2.2.238-9 |
| 1285 | Let me question more in particular: what have | 2.2.240 |
| 1286 | you, my good friends, deserved at the hands of Fortune | 2.2.241 |
| 1287 | that she sends you to prison hither? | 2.2.241 |
| 1288 | guildenstern | |
| Prison, my lord? | 2.2.242 |
| 1289 | hamlet | |
| Denmarks a prison. | 2.2.243 |
| 1290 | rosencrantz | |
| Then is the world one. | 2.2.244 |
| 1291 | hamlet | |
| A goodly one, in which there are many confines | 2.2.245 |
| 1292 | wards and dungeons, Denmark being one oth | 2.2.246 |
| 1293 | worst. | 2.2.247 |
| 1294 | rosencrantz | |
| We think not so, my lord. | 2.2.248 |
| 1295 | hamlet | |
| Why, then tis none to you; for there is nothing | 2.2.250 |
| 1296 | either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. To me it is | 2.2.251 |
| 1297 | a prison. | 2.2.251 |
| 1298 | rosencrantz | |
| Why, then your ambition makes it one: tis | 2.2.252 |
| 1299 | too narrow for your mind. | 2.2.253 |
| 1300 | hamlet | |
| O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and | 2.2.254 |
| 1301 | count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that | 2.2.255 |
| 1302 | I have bad dreams. | 2.2.256 |
| 1303 | guildenstern | |
| Which dreams indeed are ambition: for the | 2.2.257 |
| 1304 | very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow | 2.2.258 |
| 1305 | of a dream. | 2.2.259 |
| 1306 | hamlet | |
| A dream itself is but a shadow. | 2.2.260 |
| 1307 | rosencrantz | |
| Truly, and I hold ambition of so airy and | 2.2.261 |
| 1308 | light a quality that it is but a shadows shadow. | 2.2.262 |
| 1309 | hamlet | |
| Then are our beggars bodies, and our monarchs | 2.2.263 |
| 1310 | and outstretched heroes the beggars shadows. | 2.2.264 |
| 1311-2 | Shall we to th court? for, by my fay, I cannot reason. | 2.2.265 |
| 1313 | both [rosencrantz, guildenstern] | |
| Well wait upon you. | 2.2.266 |
| 1314 | hamlet | |
| No such matter. I will not sort you with the | 2.2.267 |
| 1315 | rest of my servants; for, to speak to you like an honest | 2.2.268 |
| 1316 | man, I am most dreadfully attended. | 2.2.269 |
| 1316-7 | But, in the beaten way of friendship, what make you at Elsinore? | 2.2.269-70 |
| 1318 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| To visit you, my lord, no other occasion. | 2.2.271 |
| 1319-20 | hamlet | |
| Beggar that I am, I am {ever} <even> poor in thanks, but I thank | 2.2.272-3 |
| 1320-1 | you, and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a halfpeny. | 2.2.273-4 |
| 1321-2 | Were you not sent for? Is it your own inclining? Is it a free visitation? | 2.2.274-5 |
| 1322-3 | Come, {come,} deal justly with me. Come, come, nay, speak. | 2.2.275-6 |
| 1324 | guildenstern | |
| What should we say, my lord? | 2.2.277 |
| 1325 | hamlet | |
| {Anything but} <Why, anything. But> to {th} <the> purpose. You were | 2.2.278 |
| 1326 T | sent for, and there is a kind of confession in your looks, | 2.2.278-9 |
| 1327 | which your modesties have not craft enough to color. | 2.2.280 |
| 1328 | I know the good King and Queen have sent for you. | 2.2.281 |
| 1329 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| To what end, my lord? | 2.2.282 |
| 1330 | hamlet | |
| That you must teach me. But let me conjure | 2.2.283 |
| 1331 | you, by the rights of our fellowship, by the consonancy of | 2.2.284 |
| 1332 | our youth, by the obligation of our ever-preserved love, | 2.2.285-6 |
| 1333 | and by what more dear a better proposer {can} <could> charge | 2.2.286-7 |
| 1334 | you withal, be even and direct with me whether you | 2.2.287-8 |
| 1335 | were sent for or no. | 2.2.288 |
| 1336 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| What say you? | 2.2.289 |
| 1337-8 | hamlet | |
| Nay then, I have an eye of {you!} <you.> If you love me, hold not off. | 2.2.290-1 |
| 1339 | guildenstern | |
| My lord, we were sent for. | 2.2.292 |
| 1340 | hamlet | |
| I will tell you why, so shall my anticipation | 2.2.293 |
| 1341 T | prevent your discovery, and your secrecy to the King and | 2.2.294 |
| 1342 T | Queen moult no feather. I have of late, but wherefore | 2.2.295-6 |
| 1343 | I know not, lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of {exercises,} <exercise,> | 2.2.296-7 |
| 1344 T | and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition | 2.2.297-8 |
| 1345 | that this goodly frame the earth seemes to me a sterile | 2.2.298-9 |
| 1346 | promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, | 2.2.299-300 |
| 1347 | look you, this brave oerhanging {firmament}, this majestical roof | 2.2.300-1 |
| 1348 | fretted with golden fire, why, it {appeareth nothing} <appears no other thing> | 2.2.301-2 |
| 1349 | to me {but} <than> a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors. | 2.2.302-3 |
| 1350 | What <a> piece of work is a {man,} <man!> how noble in | 2.2.303-4 |
| 1351 | {reason,} <reason!> how infinite in {faculties,}<faculty!> in form and moving{,} | 2.2.304-5 |
| 1352 | how express and admirable<!> in action, how like an angel<!> | 2.2.305-6 |
| 1353 | in apprehension, how like a {god;} <god!> the beauty of the | 2.2.306-7 |
| 1354 | world; the paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is | 2.2.307-8 |
| 1355 | this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, <no,> | 2.2.308-9 |
| 1356 | nor {women} <woman> neither, though by your smiling you seem | 2.2.309-10 |
| 1357 | to say so. | 2.2.310 |
| 1358 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| My lord, there was no such stuff in my | 2.2.311 |
| 1359 | thoughts. | 2.2.312 |
| 1360 | hamlet | |
| Why did {ye} <you> laugh {then} when I said man | 2.2.313 |
| 1361 | delights not me? | 2.2.314 |
| 1362 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| To think, my lord, if you delight not in man, | 2.2.315 |
| 1363 | what lenten entertainment the players shall receive | 2.2.316 |
| 1364 | from you. We coted them on the way, and hither are | 2.2.317 |
| 1365 | they coming to offer you service. | 2.2.318 |
| 1366 | hamlet | |
| He that plays the King shall be welcome | 2.2.319 |
| 1367 | (his majesty shall have tribute {on} <of> me), the Adventerous | 2.2.320 |
| 1368 | Knight shall use his foil and target, the Lover shall | 2.2.321 |
| 1369 | not sigh gratis, the Humorous Man shall end his part in | 2.2.322 |
| 1370 | peace, the Clown shall make those laugh whose lungs | 2.2.323 |
| 1371 | are tickledtickle oth sear, and the Lady shall say her mind | 2.2.324 |
| 1372 T | freely — or the blank verse shall halt fort. What players | 2.2.325-6 |
| 1373 | are they? | 2.2.326 |
| 1374-5 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Even those you were wont to take {such} delight in, | 2.2.327 |
| 1375 | the tragedians of the city. | 2.2.328 |
| 1376 | hamlet | |
| How chances it they travel? Their residence | 2.2.329 |
| 1377 | both in reputation and profit was better both | 2.2.330 |
| 1378 | ways. | 2.2.331 |
| 1379 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| I think their inhibition comes by the means | 2.2.332 |
| 1380 | of the late innovation. | 2.2.333 |
| 1381 | hamlet | |
| Do they hold the same estimation they did | 2.2.334 |
| 1382 | when I was in the city? Are they so followed? | 2.2.335 |
| 1383 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| No, indeed {are they} <they are> not. | 2.2.336 |
| 1384 | hamlet | |
| How comes it? Do they grow rusty? | 2.2.337 |
| 1385 | rosencrantz | |
| Nay, their endeavor keeps in the wonted | 2.2.338 |
| 1386 | pace. But there is, sir, an eyrie of children, little | 2.2.339 |
| 1387 | eyases, that cry out on the top of question and | 2.2.340 |
| 1388 | are most tyrannically clapped fort. These are now the | 2.2.341 |
| 1389 T | fashion, and so berattle the common stages (so they | 2.2. |
| 1390 | call them) that many wearing rapiers are afraid of | 2.2.343 |
| 1391 | goose-quills and dare scarce come thither. | 2.2.344 |
| 1392 | hamlet | |
| What, are they children? Who maintains em? | 2.2.346 |
| 1393 | How are they escoted? Will they pursue the quality no | 2.2.347 |
| 1394 | longer than they can sing? Will they not say afterwards | 2.2.348 |
| 1395 | if they should grow themselves to common players (as | 2.2.349 |
| 1396 T | it is most like if their means are no better) their writers | 2.2.350 |
| 1397 | do them wrong to make them exclaim against their | 2.2.351 |
| 1398 | own succession? | 2.2.351 |
| 1399 | rosencrantz | |
| Faith, there has been much to-do on both sides, | 2.2.353 |
| 1400 | and the nation holds it no sin to tar them to controversy. | 2.2.354 |
| 1401 | There was for a while no money bid for argument | 2.2.355 |
| 1402 | unless the poet and the player went to cuffs in | 2.2.356 |
| 1403 | the question. | 2.2.356 |
| 1404 | hamlet | |
| Ist possible? | 2.2.357 |
| 1405 | guildenstern | |
| Oh, there has been much throwing about of | 2.2.358 |
| 1406 | brains. | 2.2.359 |
| 1407 | hamlet | |
| Do the boys carry it away? | 2.2.360 |
| 1408 | rosencrantz | |
| Ay, that they do, my lord, Hercules and his load too. | 2.2.362 |
| 1409 | hamlet | |
| It is not {very} strange, for {my} <mine> uncle is King of | 2.2.363 |
| 1410 | Denmark, and those that would make {mouths} <mows> at him | 2.2.364 |
| 1411 | while my father lived, give twenty, forty, {fifty, a} <an> hundred | 2.2.365-6 |
| 1412 | ducats apiece for his picture in little. {Sblood, there} <There> is something | 2.2.366-7 |
| 1413 | in this more than natural, if philosophy could | 2.2.367-8 |
| 1414 | find it out. | 2.2.368 |
| 1415 | {A flourish.} <Flourish for the Players.> | |
| 1416 | guildenstern | |
| There are the players. | 2.2.369 |
| 1417 | hamlet | |
| Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elsinore. Your | 2.2.370 |
| 1418 | hands, {come then:} <come:> {th} <the> appurtenance of welcome is fashion | 2.2.371-2 |
| 1419 | and ceremony. Let me comply with you in {this} <the> garb | 2.2.372-3 |
| 1420 T | lest my extent to the players, which I tell you must show | 2.2.373-4 |
| 1421 | fairly {outwards,} <outward,> should more appear like entertainment | 2.2.374-5 |
| 1422 | than yours. You are welcome. But my uncle-father | 2.2.375-6 |
| 1423 | and aunt-mother are deceived. | 2.2.376 |
| 1424 | guildenstern | |
| In what, my dear lord? | 2.2.377 |
| 1425 | hamlet | |
| I am but mad north-north-west. When the | 2.2.378 |
| 1426 | wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw. | 2.2.379 |
| 1427 | Enter Polonius. | |
| 1428 | polonius | |
| Well be with you, gentlemen. | 2.2.380 |
| 1429 | hamlet | |
| Hark you, Guildenstern, and you too, at each | 2.2.381-2 |
| 1430 | ear a hearer: that great baby you see there is not yet | 2.2.382-3 |
| 1431 | out of his {swaddling-clouts.} <swathing-clouts.> | 2.2.383 |
| 1432-3 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Happily {he is} <hes> the second time come to them, for | 2.2.384 |
| 1433 | they say an old man is twice a child. | 2.2.384-5 |
| 1434 | hamlet | |
| I will {prophesy} <prophesy:> he comes to tell me of the | 2.2.386 |
| 1435 | players. Mark it. — You say right, sir, <for> o Monday morning<,> | 2.2.387-8 |
| 1436 | twas {then} <so> indeed. | 2.2.388 |
| 1437 | polonius | |
| My lord, I have news to tell you. | 2.2.389 |
| 1438 | hamlet | |
| My lord, I have news to tell you: | 2.2.390 |
| 1439 | when {Roscius} <Roscius,> {was} an actor in Rome — | 2.2.391 |
| 1440 | polonius | |
| The actors are come hither, my lord. | 2.2.392 |
| 1441 | hamlet | |
| Buzz, buzz. | 2.2.393 |
| 1442 | polonius | |
| Upon {my} <mine> honor. | 2.2.394 |
| 1443 | hamlet | |
| Then {came} <can> each actor on his {ass.} <ass — > | 2.2.395 |
| 1444 | polonius | |
| The best actors in the world, either for tragedy, | 2.2.396 |
| 1445 | comedy, history, pastoral, {pastoral-comical,} <pastorical-comical-> | 2.2.397 |
| 1446 | historical-pastoral, tragical-historical, tragical- | 2.2.398 |
| 1447 T | comical-historical-pastoral, scene individable, or poem | 2.2.399 |
| 1448 | unlimited; Seneca cannot be too heavy nor Plautus | 2.2.400 |
| 1449 T | too light for the law of writ and the liberty: these are | 2.2.401-2 |
| 1450 | the only men. | 2.2.402 |
| 1451-2 | hamlet | |
| O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst {thou?} | 2.2.403-4 |
| 1452 | <thou?> | 2.2.404 |
| 1453 | polonius | |
| What a treasure had he, my lord? | 2.2.405 |
| 1454 | hamlet | |
| Why, | 2.2.406 |
| 1454 | One fair daughter and no more, | 2.2.407 |
| 1455 | The which he loved passing well. | 2.2.408 |
| 1456 | polonius [Aside.] | |
| Still on my daughter. | 2.2.409 |
| 1457 | hamlet | |
| Am I not ith right, old Jephthah? | 2.2.410 |
| 1458 | polonius | |
| If you call me Jephthah, my lord, I have a daughter | 2.2.411-2 |
| 1459 | that I love passing well. | 2.2.412 |
| 1459-60 | hamlet | |
| Nay, that follows not. | 2.2.413 |
| 1461 | polonius | |
| What follows then, my lord? | 2.2.414 |
| 1462 | hamlet | |
| Why, | 2.2.415 |
| 1462 | As by lot, God wot, | 2.2.416 |
| 1462 | and then, you know, | 2.2.417 |
| 1462-3 | It came to pass, as most like it was. | 2.2.418 |
| 1463-4 T | The first row of the pious chanson will | 2.2.419 |
| 1464-5 | show you more, for look where my {abridgment comes.} <abridgements come.> | 2.2.419-20 |
| 1466 | Enter {the} <four or five> Players. | |
| 1467 | {You are} <Youre> welcome, masters, welcome all. — I am glad to see | 2.2.421 |
| 1468 | thee well. — Welcome, good friends. — Oh, <my> old friend, | 2.2.422 |
| 1469 | {why,} thy face is {valanced} <valiant> since I saw thee last. Comst thou to | 2.2.423 |
| 1470 | beard me in Denmark? What, my young lady and mistress! | 2.2.424-5 |
| 1471 | {By} <Byr> Lady, your ladyship is nearer {to} heaven than when | 2.2.425-6 |
| 1472 | I saw you last by the altitude of a chopine. Pray God | 2.2.426-7 |
| 1473 | your voice, like a piece of uncurrent gold, be not cracked | 2.2.427-8 |
| 1474 | within the ring. — Masters, you are all welcome. Well een | 2.2.428-9 |
| 1475 T | tot like {friendly} <French> falconers, fly at anything we see. Well | 2.2.429-30 |
| 1476 | have a speech straight. Come, give us a taste of your quality, | 2.2.430-2 |
| 1477 | come, a passionate speech. | 2.2.432 |
| 1478 | <1> player | |
| What speech, my {good} lord? | 2.2.433 |
| 1479 | hamlet | |
| I heard thee speak me a speech once, but it was | 2.2.434 |
| 1480 | never acted, or, if it was, not above once, for the play, I | 2.2.435-6 |
| 1481 | remember, pleased not the million, twas caviarycaviare to the | 2.2.436-7 |
| 1482 | general. But it was (as I received it, and others whose | 2.2.437-8 |
| 1483 | {judgments} <judgment> in such matters cried in the top of mine) an | 2.2.438-9 |
| 1484 | excellent play, well digested in the scenes, set down | 2.2.439-40 |
| 1485 | with as much modesty as cunning. I remember one said | 2.2.440-1 |
| 1486 | there {were} <was> no sallets in the lines to make the matter savory, | 2.2.441-2 |
| 1487 | nor no matter in the phrase that might indict the | 2.2.442-3 |
| 1488 | author of {affection,} <affectation,> but called it an honest {method,} <method.> | 2.2.443-4 |
| 1488+1 | as wholesome as sweet, and by very much, more handsome than fine. | 2.2.444-5 |
| 1488-9 | One <chief> speech int I chiefly loved: twas Aeneas {talk} <tale> | 2.2.445-6 |
| 1490 | to Dido, and there about of it especially {when} <where> he speaks | 2.2.446-7 |
| 1491 | of Priams slaughter. If it live in your memory, begin at | 2.2.448 |
| 1492 | this line — let me see, let me see: | 2.2.449 |
| 1492-3 | The rugged Pyrrhus, like th Hyrcanian beast — | 2.2.450 |
| 1493 | {Tis} <It is> not so, it begins with Pyrrhus: | 2.2.451 |
| 1494 | The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms, | 2.2.452 |
| 1495 | Black as his purpose, did the night resemble | 2.2.453 |
| 1496 | When he lay couched in {th} <the> ominous horse, | 2.2.454 |
| 1497 | Hath now this dread and black complexion smeared | 2.2.455 |
| 1498 | With {heraldy} <heraldry> more dismal<:> head to foot{:} | 2.2.456 |
| 1499 | Now is he {total} <to take> gules, horridly tricked | 2.2.457 |
| 1500 | With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, | 2.2.458 |
| 1501 | Baked and impasted with the parching streets | 2.2.459 |
| 1502 | That lend a tyrannous and {a} damned light | 2.2.460 |
| 1503 | To their {lords murder;} <vile murders;> roasted in wrath and fire, | 2.2.461 |
| 1504 | And thus oersized with coagulate gore, | 2.2.462 |
| 1505 | With eyes like carbuncles, the hellish Pyrrhus | 2.2.463 |
| 1506 | Old grandsire Priam seeks. { — So proceed you.} | 2.2.464 |
| 1507 | polonius | |
| Fore God, my lord, well spoken, with good accent | 2.2.466 |
| 1508 | and good discretion. | 2.2.467 |
| 1509 | <1> player | |
| Anon he finds him, | 2.2.468 |
| 1510 | Striking too short at Greeks. His antique sword, | 2.2.469 |
| 1511 | Rebellious to his arm, lies where it falls, | 2.2.470 |
| 1512 | Repugnant to command. Unequal {matched,} <match,> | 2.2.471 |
| 1513 | Pyrrhus at Priam drives, in rage strikes wide, | 2.2.472 |
| 1514 | But with the whiff and wind of his fell sword | 2.2.473 |
| 1515 T | Th unnerved father falls. Then senseless Ilium, | 2.2.474 |
| 1516 | Seeming to feel {this} <his> blow, with flaming top | 2.2.475 |
| 1517 | Stoops to his base and with a hideous crash | 2.2.476 |
| 1518 | Takes prisoner Pyrrhus ear. For, lo, his sword, | 2.2.477 |
| 1519 | Which was declining on the milky head | 2.2.478 |
| 1520 T | Of reverend Priam, seemed ith air to stick. | 2.2.479 |
| 1521 | So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood | 2.2.480 |
| 1522 | {Like} <And, like> a neutral to his will and matter, | 2.2.481 |
| 1522 | Did nothing. | 2.2.482 |
| 1523 | But as we often see against some storm | 2.2.483 |
| 1524 | A silence in the heavens, the rack stand still, | 2.2.484 |
| 1525 | The bold winds speechless and the orb below | 2.2.485 |
| 1526 | As hush as death, anon the dreadful thunder | 2.2.486 |
| 1527 | Doth rend the region, so after Pyrrhus pause | 2.2.487 |
| 1528 | A rousedAroused vengeance sets him new a-work, | 2.2.488 |
| 1529 | And never did the Cyclops hammers fall | 2.2.489 |
| 1530 | On {Marss armor,} <Mars his armors,> forged for proof eterne, | 2.2.490 |
| 1531 | With less remorse than Pyrrhus bleeding sword | 2.2.491 |
| 1532 | Now falls on Priam. | 2.2.492 |
| 1533 | Out, out, thou strumpet Fortune! All you gods | 2.2.493 |
| 1534 | In general synod take away her power, | 2.2.494 |
| 1535 T | Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel | 2.2.495 |
| 1536 | And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven | 2.2.496 |
| 1537 | As low as to the fiends. | 2.2.497 |
| 1538 | polonius | |
| This is too long. | 2.2.498 |
| 1539 | hamlet | |
| It shall to {the} <th> barbers with your beard. Prithee, | 2.2.499 |
| 1540 | say on, hes for a jig or a tale of bawdry, or he | 2.2.500 |
| 1541 | sleeps. Say on, come to Hecuba. | 2.2.501 |
| 1542 | <1> player | |
| But who — {ah, woe} <oh, who> — had seen the {mobled} <inobled> queen — | 2.2.502 |
| 1543 | hamlet | |
| The {mobled} <inobled> {queen.} <queen?> | 2.2.503 |
| 1544 | polonius | |
| Thats good, inobled queen is good. | 2.2.504 |
| 1545-6 | <1> player | |
| — Run barefoot up and down, threatening the {flames} <flame> | 2.2.505 |
| 1547 | With bisson rheum, a clout {upon} <about> that head | 2.2.506 |
| 1548 | Where late the diadem stood and, for a robe, | 2.2.507 |
| 1549 | About her lank and all oerteamed loins, | 2.2.508 |
| 1550 | A blanket in {the alarm} <th alarum> of fear caught up. | 2.2.509 |
| 1551 | Who this had seen, with tongue in venom steeped, | 2.2.510 |
| 1552 | Gainst Fortunes state would treason have {pronounced.} <pronounced!> | 2.2.511 |
| 1553 | But if the gods themselves did see her then, | 2.2.512 |
| 1554 | When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport | 2.2.513 |
| 1555 | In mincing with his sword her {husband} <husbands> limbs, | 2.2.514 |
| 1556 | The instant burst of clamor that she made | 2.2.515 |
| 1557 | (Unless things mortal move them not at all) | 2.2.516 |
| 1558 | Would have made milch the burning eyes of heaven | 2.2.517 |
| 1559 | And passion in the gods. | 2.2.518 |
| 1560-1 | polonius | |
| Look where he has not turned his color and | 2.2.519 |
| 1561 | has tears ins eyes. — {Prithee,} <Pray you,> no more. | 2.2.520 |
| 1562 | hamlet | |
| Tis well. Ill have thee speak out the rest | 2.2.521 |
| 1563 | {of this} soon. — Good my lord, will you see the players well bestowed? | 2.2.522-3 |
| 1564 | Do {you} <ye> hear, let them be well used, for they are | 2.2.523-4 |
| 1565 | the {abstract} <abstracts> and brief chronicles of the time; after | 2.2.524-5 |
| 1566 | your death you were better have a bad epitaph than | 2.2.525-6 |
| 1567 | their ill report while you {live.} <lived.> | 2.2.526 |
| 1568-9 | polonius | |
| My lord, I will use them according to their desert. | 2.2.527-8 |
| 1570 | hamlet | |
| Gods {bodkin,} <bodikins,> man, {much} better. Use every man | 2.2.529-30 |
| 1571 | after his desert, and who {shall} <should> scape whipping? Use | 2.2.530-1 |
| 1572 | them after your own honor and dignity: the less they | 2.2.531-2 |
| 1573 | deserve the more merit is in your bounty. Take them | 2.2.532-3 |
| 1574 | in. | 2.2.533 |
| 1575 | polonius | |
| Come, sirs. | 2.2.534 |
| 1575 | <Exit Polonius.> | 2.2.534 |
| 1576 | hamlet | |
| Follow him, friends. Well hear a play tomorrow. — | 2.2.535-6 |
| 1577-8 | Dost thou hear me, old friend? Can you play | 2.2.537 |
| 1578 | The Murder of Gonzago? | 2.2.537-8 |
| 1579 | player | |
| Ay, my lord. | 2.2.539 |
| 1580 | hamlet | |
| Well hat tomorrow night. You could for <a> | 2.2.540 |
| 1581 | need study a speech of some dozen {lines,} or sixteen lines, which | 2.2.541-2 |
| 1582 | I would set down and insert int, could {you} <ye> not? | 2.2.542-3 |
| 1583 | player | |
| Ay, my lord. | 2.2.544 |
| 1584 | hamlet | |
| Very well. Follow that lord, and look you | 2.2.545 |
| 1585 T | mock him not. — My good friends, Ill leave you till night. | 2.2.546-7 |
| 1586 | You are welcome to Elsinore. | 2.2.547 |
| 1586 | {Exeunt Polonius and Players.} | 2.2.547 |
| 1587 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Good my lord. | 2.2.548 |
| 1588 | Exeunt all but Hamlet. | 2.2.548 |
| 1589 | hamlet | |
| Ay, so, {God buy to you.} <God buy ye.> Now I am alone. | 2.2.549 |
| 1590 | Oh, what a rogue and peasant slave am I! | 2.2.550 |
| 1591 | Is it not monstrous that this player here, | 2.2.551 |
| 1592 | But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, | 2.2.552 |
| 1593 | Could force his soul so to his {own} <whole> conceit | 2.2.553 |
| 1594 | That from her working, all {the} <his> visage {wanned,} <warmed,> | 2.2.554 |
| 1595 | Tears in his eyes, distraction {in his} <ins> aspect, | 2.2.555 |
| 1596 | A broken voice, {an} <and> his whole function suiting | 2.2.556 |
| 1597 | With forms to his conceit? And all for {nothing.} <nothing?> | 2.2.557 |
| 1598 | For {Hecuba.} <Hecuba?> | 2.2.558 |
| 1599 | Whats Hecuba to him, or he to {her,} <Hecuba,> | 2.2.559 |
| 1600 | That he should weep for her? What would he do | 2.2.560 |
| 1601 | Had he the motive and {that} <the cue> for passion | 2.2.561 |
| 1602 | That I have? He would drown the stage with tears | 2.2.562 |
| 1603 | And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, | 2.2.563 |
| 1604 | Make mad the guilty and appal the free, | 2.2.564 |
| 1605 | Confound the ignorant and amaze indeed | 2.2.565 |
| 1606 | The very {faculties} <faculty> of eyes and ears. Yet I, | 2.2.566 |
| 1607 | A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak | 2.2.567 |
| 1608 | Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause, | 2.2.568 |
| 1609 | And can say nothing — no, not for a king, | 2.2.569 |
| 1610 | Upon whose property and most dear life | 2.2.570 |
| 1611 | A damned defeat was made. Am I a coward? | 2.2.571 |
| 1612 | Who calls me {villain, breaks} <villain? Breaks> my pate {across,} <across?> | 2.2.572 |
| 1613 | Plucks off my beard and blows it in my {face,} <face?> | 2.2.573 |
| 1614 | Tweaks me by {the nose, gives} <th nose? Gives> me the lie ith throat | 2.2.574 |
| 1615 | As deep as to the lungs? Who does me this? | 2.2.575 |
| 1616 | Ha! {Swounds,} <Why,> I should take it; for it cannot be | 2.2.576 |
| 1617 | But I am pidgeon-livered and lack gall | 2.2.577 |
| 1618 | To make oppression bitter, or ere this | 2.2.578 |
| 1619 | I should {a} <have> fatted all the region kites | 2.2.579 |
| 1620 | With this slaves {offal — bloody,} <offal, bloody — a> bawdy villain, | 2.2.580 |
| 1621 | Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain. | 2.2.581 |
| 1622 | Oh, vengeance! | |
| 1623 | {Why,} <Whoa!> what an ass am I: ay, sure, this is most brave, | 2.2.582 |
| 1624 | That I, the son of {a} <the> dear murdered, | 2.2.583 |
| 1625 | Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell, | 2.2.584 |
| 1626 | Must like a whore unpack my heart with words | 2.2.585 |
| 1627 | And fall a-cursing like a very drab, | 2.2.586 |
| 1628 | A {stallion.} <scullion!> Fie upont, foh! | 2.2.587 |
| 1628-9 | About, my {brains! Hum,} <brain!> I have heard, | 2.2.588 |
| 1629 | That guilty creatures sitting at a play | 2.2.589 |
| 1630 | Have by the very cunning of the scene | 2.2.590 |
| 1631 | Been struck so to the soul that presently | 2.2.591 |
| 1632 | They have proclaimed their malefactions. | 2.2.592 |
| 1633 | For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak | 2.2.593 |
| 1634 | With most miraculous organ. Ill have these players | 2.2.594 |
| 1635 | Play something like the murder of my father | 2.2.595 |
| 1636 | Before mine uncle. Ill observe his looks. | 2.2.596 |
| 1637 | Ill tent him to the quick. If {a do} <he but> blench, | 2.2.597 |
| 1638 | I know my course. The spirit that I have seen | 2.2.598 |
| 1639 | May be {a devl} <the devil>, and the {devl} <devil> hath power | 2.2.599 |
| 1640 | T assume a pleasing shape, yea, and perhaps | 2.2.600 |
| 1641 | Out of my weakness and my melancholy, | 2.2.601 |
| 1642 | As he is very potent with such spirits, | 2.2.602 |
| 1643 | Abuses me to damn me. Ill have grounds | 2.2.603 |
| 1644 | More relative than this. The plays the thing | 2.2.604 |
| 1645 | Wherein Ill catch the conscience of the King. | 2.2.605 |
| 1645 | Exit. | 2.2.605 |
| | [3.1] | |
| 1646 | Enter King, Queen, Polonius, Ophelia, {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz>, | 3.1 |
| 1647 | Guildenstern, <and> Lords. | |
| 1648 T | king | |
| And can you by no drift of {conference} <circumstance> | 3.1.1 |
| 1649 | Get from him why he puts on this confusion, | 3.1.2 |
| 1650 | Grating so harshly all his days of quiet | 3.1.3 |
| 1651 | With turbulent and dangerous lunacy? | 3.1. |
| 1652 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| He does confess he feels himself distracted, | 3.1.5 |
| 1653 | But from what cause {a} <he> will by no means speak. | 3.1.6 |
| 1654 | guildenstern | |
| Nor do we find him forward to be sounded, | 3.1.7 |
| 1655 | But with a crafty madness keeps aloof | 3.1.8 |
| 1656 | When we would bring him on to some confession | 3.1.9 |
| 1657 | Of his true state. | 3.1.10 |
| 1658 | queen | |
| Did he receive you well? | 3.1.10 |
| 1659 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Most like a gentleman. | 3.1.11 |
| 1660 | guildenstern | |
| But with much forcing of his disposition. | 3.1.12 |
| 1661 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Niggard of question, but of our demands | 3.1.13 |
| 1662 | Most free in his reply. | 3.1.14 |
| 1663 | queen | |
| Did you assay him to any pastime? | 3.1.15 |
| 1664 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Madam, it so fell out that certain players | 3.1.16 |
| 1665 | We oerraught on the way. Of these we told him | 3.1.17 |
| 1666 | And there did seem in him a kind of joy | 3.1.18 |
| 1667 | To hear of it. They are {here} about the court | 3.1.19 |
| 1668 | And, as I think, they have already order | 3.1.20 |
| 1669 | This night to play before him. | 3.1.21 |
| 1670 | polonius | |
| Tis most true, | 3.1.21 |
| 1671 | And he beseeched me to entreat your majesties | 3.1.22 |
| 1672 | To hear and see the matter. | 3.1.23 |
| 1673 | king | |
| With all my heart, <and it doth much content me> | 3.1.24 |
| 1673-4 | {And it doth much content me to hear him so inclined.} | 3.1.24-5 |
| 1674 | <To hear him so inclined. Good gentlemen,> | 3.1.25-6 |
| 1674-5 | {Good gentlemen, give} <Give> him a further edge, <and drive his purpose on> | 3.1.26-7 |
| 1675-6 | {And drive his purpose into} <To> these delights. | 3.1.27 |
| 1677 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| We shall, my lord. | 3.1.28 |
| 1677 T | Exeunt {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and Guildenstern [and Lords.] | 3.1.28 |
| 1678 | king | |
| Sweet {Gertrard,} <Gertrude,> leave us {two,} <too,> | 3.1.28 |
| 1679 | For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither, | 3.1.29 |
| 1680 | That he, as twere by accident, may {here} <there> | 3.1.30 |
| 1681 | Affront Ophelia. {Her father and myself} | 3.1.31 |
| 1681 | <Her father and myself (lawful espials)> | 3.1.31 |
| 1682 | {Well} <Will> so bestow ourselves that, seeing unseen, | 3.1.32 |
| 1683 | We may of their encounter frankly judge | 3.1.33 |
| 1684 | And gather by him as he is behaved, | 3.1.34 |
| 1685 | Ift be th affliction of his love or no | 3.1.35 |
| 1686 | That thus he suffers for. | 3.1.36 |
| 1687 | queen | |
| I shall obey you. | 3.1.36 |
| 1688 | And for your part, Ophelia, I do wish | 3.1.37 |
| 1689 | That your good beauties be the happy cause | 3.1.38 |
| 1690 | Of Hamlets wildness. So shall I hope your virtues | 3.1.39 |
| 1691 | Will bring him to his wonted way again | 3.1.40 |
| 1692 | To both your honors. | 3.1.41 |
| 1693 | ophelia | |
| Madam, I wish it may. | 3.1.41 |
| 1693 | [Exit Queen.] | 3.1.41 |
| 1694 | polonius | |
| Ophelia, walk you here. — Gracious, so please {you,} <ye,> | 3.1.42 |
| 1695 | We will bestow ourselves. — Read on this book, | 3.1.43 |
| 1696 | That show of such an exercise may color | 3.1.44 |
| 1697 | Your {lowliness.} <loneliness.> We are oft to blame in this, | 3.1.45 |
| 1698 | (Tis too much proved) that with devotions visage | 3.1.46 |
| 1699 T | And pious action we do sugar oer | 3.1.47 |
| 1700 | The devil himself. | 3.1.48 |
| 1701 | king | |
| Oh, tis {too} true. | 3.1.48 |
| 1702 | How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience! | 3.1.49 |
| 1703 | The harlots cheek beautied with plastering art | 3.1.50 |
| 1704 | Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it | 3.1.51 |
| 1705 | Than is my deed to my most painted word. | 3.1.52 |
| 1706 | Oh, heavy burden! | 3.1.53 |
| 1707 | polonius | |
| I hear him coming: <lets> withdraw, my lord. | 3.1.54 |
| 1708 | Exeunt King and Polonius. | 3.1.54 |
| 1709 | Enter Hamlet. | |
| 1710 | hamlet | |
| To be, or not to be, that is the question: | 3.1.55 |
| 1711 | Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer | 3.1.56 |
| 1712 | The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, | 3.1.57 |
| 1713 | Or to take arms against a sea of troubles | 3.1.58 |
| 1714 | And by opposing, end {them.} <them:> {To die}<to die,> to sleep — | 3.1.59 |
| 1715 | No more, and by a sleep to say we end | 3.1.60 |
| 1716 | The heartache and the thousand natural shocks | 3.1.61 |
| 1717 | That flesh is heir {to.} <to?> Tis a consumation | 3.1.62 |
| 1718 | Devoutly to be {wished: to} <wished. To> die to sleep — | 3.1.63 |
| 1719 | To sleep, perchance to {dream —} <dream;> ay, theres the rub, | 3.1.64 |
| 1720 | For in that sleep of death what dreams may come | 3.1.65 |
| 1721 | When we have shuffled off this mortal coil | 3.1.66 |
| 1722 | Must give us pause. Theres the respect | 3.1.67 |
| 1723 | That makes calamity of so long life: | 3.1.68 |
| 1724 | For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, | 3.1.69 |
| 1725 | {Th} <The> oppressors wrong, the {proud} <poor> mans contumely, | 3.1.70 |
| 1726 | The pangs of {despised} <disprized> love, the laws delay, | 3.1.71 |
| 1727 | The insolence of office and the spurns | 3.1.72 |
| 1728 | That patient merit of {th} <the> unworthy takes, | 3.1.73 |
| 1729 | When he himself might his quietus make | 3.1.74 |
| 1730 | With a bare bodkin? Who would <these> fardels bear | 3.1.75 |
| 1731 | To grunt and sweat under a weary life | 3.1.76 |
| 1732 | But that the dread of something after death | 3.1.77 |
| 1733 | (The undiscovered country from whose bourn | 3.1.78 |
| 1734 | No traveller returns) puzzles the will | 3.1.79 |
| 1735 | And makes us rather bear those ills we have | 3.1.80 |
| 1736 | Than fly to others that we know not of? | 3.1.81 |
| 1737 | Thus conscience does make cowards <of us all>, | 3.1.82 |
| 1738 | And thus the native hue of resolution | 3.1.83 |
| 1739 T | Is sicklied oer with the pale cast of thought, | 3.1.84 |
| 1740 | And enterprises of great {pitch} <pith> and moment | 3.1.85 |
| 1741 | With this regard their currents turn {awry} <away> | 3.1.86 |
| 1742 | And lose the name of action. Soft you now, | 3.1.87 |
| 1743 | The fair Ophelia. Nymph, in thy orisons | 3.1.88 |
| 1744 | Be all my sins remembered. | 3.1.89 |
| 1745 | ophelia | |
| Good my lord, | 3.1.89 |
| 1746 | How does your honour for this many a day? | 3.1.90 |
| 1747 | hamlet | |
| I humbly thank you, well, well, well. | 3.1.91 |
| 1748 | ophelia | |
| My lord, I have remembrances of yours | 3.1.92 |
| 1749 | That I have longed long to redeliver. | 3.1.93 |
| 1750 | I pray you {now} <now,> receive them. | 3.1.94 |
| 1751 | hamlet | |
| No, {not I,} <no,> I never gave you aught. | 3.1.95 |
| 1752 | ophelia | |
| My honored lord, {you} <I> know right well you did, | 3.1.96 |
| 1753 | And with them words of so sweet breath composed | 3.1.97 |
| 1754 | As made {these} <the> things more rich. {Their} <Then> perfume {lost,} <left.> | 3.1.98 |
| 1755 | Take these again, for to the noble mind | 3.1.99 |
| 1756 | Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind. | 3.1.100 |
| 1757 | There, my lord. | 3.1.101 |
| 1758 | hamlet | |
| Ha, ha, are you honest? | 3.1.102 |
| 1759 | ophelia | |
| My {lord?} <lord.> | 3.1.103 |
| 1760 | hamlet | |
| Are you fair? | 3.1.104 |
| 1761 | ophelia | |
| What means your lordship? | 3.1.105 |
| 1762 | hamlet | |
| That if you be honest and fair, {you} <your honesty> | 3.1.106-7 |
| 1763 | should admit no discourse to your beauty. | 3.1.107 |
| 1764 | ophelia | |
| Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce | 3.1.108 |
| 1765 | than {with} <your> honesty? | 3.1.109 |
| 1766 | hamlet | |
| Ay, truly, for the power of beauty will sooner | 3.1.110 |
| 1767 | transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the | 3.1.111-2 |
| 1768 | force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness. | 3.1.112-3 |
| 1769 | This was sometime a paradox, but now the time gives it | 3.1.113-4 |
| 1770 | proof. I did love you once. | 3.1.114 |
| 1771 | ophelia | |
| Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so. | 3.1.115 |
| 1772 | hamlet | |
| You should not have believed me. For virtue | 3.1.116 |
| 1773 T | cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish | 3.1.117 |
| 1774 | of it. I loved you not. | 3.1.118 |
| 1775 | ophelia | |
| I was the more deceived. | 3.1.119 |
| 1776 T | hamlet | |
| Get thee to a {nunnry.} <nunnery.> WhyWhy, wouldst thou | 3.1.120 |
| 1777 | be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, | 3.1.121 |
| 1778 | but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better | 3.1.122-3 |
| 1779 | my mother had not borne me: I am very proud, revengeful, | 3.1.123-4 |
| 1780 | ambitious, with more offenses at my beck | 3.1.124 |
| 1781 T | than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give | 3.1.125-6 |
| 1782 | them shape, or time to act them in. What should such | 3.1.126-7 |
| 1783 | fellows as I do crawling between {earth and heaven?} <heaven and earth?> | 3.1.127-8 |
| 1784 | We are arrant {knaves,} <knaves all,> believe none of us. Go thy | 3.1.128-9 |
| 1785 | ways to a {nunnry.} <nunnery.> Wheres your father? | 3.1.129 |
| 1786 | ophelia | |
| At home, my lord. | 3.1.130 |
| 1787 | hamlet | |
| Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may | 3.1.131 |
| 1787-8 | play the fool {no where} <no way> but in s own house. Farewell. | 3.1.132 |
| 1789 | ophelia | |
| Oh, help him, you sweet heavens! | 3.1.133 |
| 1790 | hamlet | |
| If thou dost marry, Ill give thee this plague | 3.1.134 |
| 1791 | for thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, | 3.1.135-6 |
| 1792 | thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a {nunnry,} <nunnery.> | 3.1.136-7 |
| 1793 | <Go,> farewell. Or if thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool, | 3.1.137-8 |
| 1794 | for wise men know well enough what monsters you | 3.1.138-9 |
| 1795-6 | make of them. To a {nunnry,} <nunnery,> go, and quickly too, farewell. | 3.1.139-40 |
| 1797 | ophelia | |
| {Heavenly powers} <O heavenly powers,> restore him. | 3.1.141 |
| 1798 | hamlet | |
| I have heard of your {paintings} <pratlings too> well enough. | 3.1.142 |
| 1799 | God {hath} <has> given you one {face} <pace> and you make {yourselves} <yourself> another. | 3.1.143-4 |
| 1800 | You {jig and} <jig, you> amble and you {list, you} <lisp, and> nickname | 3.1.144-5 |
| 1801 | Gods creatures, and make your wantoness <your> ignorance. | 3.1.145-6 |
| 1802 | Go to, Ill no more ont, it hath made me mad. | 3.1.146-7 |
| 1803 | I say we will have no {mo marriage.} <more marriages.> Those that are | 3.1.147-8 |
| 1804 | married already, all but one, shall live. The rest shall keep | 3.1.148-9 |
| 1805 | as they are. To a {nunnry,} <nunnery,> go. | 3.1.149 |
| 1805 | Exit <Hamlet>. | 3.1.149 |
| 1806 | ophelia | |
| Oh, what a noble mind is here oerthrown! | 3.1.150 |
| 1807 | The courtiers, soldiers, scholars, eye, tongue, sword, | 3.1.151 |
| 1808 | Th {expectation} <expectancy> and rose of the fair state, | 3.1.152 |
| 1809 | The glass of fashion and the mould of form, | 3.1.153 |
| 1810 | Th observed of all observers, quite quite down. | 3.1.154 |
| 1811 T | And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, | 3.1.155 |
| 1812 | That sucked the honey of his {musiced} <music> vows, | 3.1.156 |
| 1813 | Now see {what} <that> noble and most sovereign reason | 3.1.157 |
| 1814 | Like sweet bells jangled out of {time} <tune> and harsh; | 3.1.158 |
| 1815 | That unmatched form and {stature} <feature> of blown youth | 3.1.159 |
| 1816 | Blasted with ecstasy. Oh, woe is me | 3.1.160 |
| 1817 | T have seen what I have seen, see what I see. | 3.1.161 |
| 1817 | {Exit.} | 3.1.161 |
| 1818 | Enter King and Polonius. | |
| 1819 | king | |
| {Love —} <Love?> His affections do not that way tend, | 3.1.162 |
| 1820 | Nor what he spake, though it lacked form a little, | 3.1.163 |
| 1821 | Was not like madness. Theres something in his soul | 3.1.164 |
| 1822 | Oer which his melancholy sits on brood, | 3.1.165 |
| 1823 | And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose | 3.1.166 |
| 1824 | Will be some danger; which {for} to prevent, | 3.1.167 |
| 1825 | I have in quick determination | 3.1.168 |
| 1826 | Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England | 3.1.169 |
| 1827 | For the demand of our neglected tribute. | 3.1.170 |
| 1828 | Haply the seas and countries different, | 3.1.171 |
| 1829 | With variable objects, shall expel | 3.1.172 |
| 1830 | This something-settled matter in his heart | 3.1.173 |
| 1831 | Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus | 3.1.174 |
| 1832 | From fashion of himself. What think you ont? | 3.1.175 |
| 1833 | polonius | |
| It shall do well. But yet do I believe | 3.1.176 |
| 1833-4 | The origin and commencement of {his} <this> grief | 3.1.177 |
| 1835 | Sprung from neglected love. — | 3.1.178 |
| 1835 | {[Enter Ophelia.]} | 3.1.178 |
| 1835 | How now, Ophelia? | 3.1.178 |
| 1836 | You need not tell us what Lord Hamlet said, | 3.1.179 |
| 1837 | We heard it all. — My lord, do as you please, | 3.1.180 |
| 1838 | But if you hold it fit, after the play, | 3.1.181 |
| 1839 | Let his Queen-mother all alone entreat him | 3.1.182 |
| 1840 | To show his {grief,} <griefs,> let her be round with him, | 3.1.183 |
| 1841 | And Ill be placed (so please you) in the ear | 3.1.184 |
| 1842 | Of all their conference. If she find him not, | 3.1.185 |
| 1843 | To England send him or confine him where | 3.1.186 |
| 1844 | Your wisdom best shall think. | 3.1.187 |
| 1845 | king | |
| It shall be so. | 3.1.187 |
| 1846 | Madness in great ones must not {unmatched} <unwatched> go. | 3.1.188 |
| 1847 | Exeunt. | 3.1.188 |
| | [3.2] | |
| 1848 | Enter Hamlet and <two or> three of the Players. | 3.2 |
| 1849 | hamlet | |
| Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced | 3.2.1 |
| 1850 | it to you, trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it | 3.2.2 |
| 1851 | as many of {our} <your> players do, I had as lief the town-crier | 3.2.3 |
| 1852 | <had> spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much<—> | 3.2.4-5 |
| 1853 | {with} your hand thus, but use all gently; for, in the very torrent, | 3.2.5-6 |
| 1854 | tempest, and, as I may say, <the> whirlwind of | 3.2.6 |
| 1855 | {your} passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that | 3.2.6-7 |
| 1856 | may give it smoothness. Oh, it offends me to the soul | 3.2.8 |
| 1857 | to {hear} <see> a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion | 3.2.9 |
| 1858 | to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the | 3.2.10 |
| 1859 | groundlings, who for the most part are capable of | 3.2.11 |
| 1860 | nothing but inexplicable dumb-shows and noise. I {would} <could> | 3.2.11-2 |
| 1861 | have such a fellow whipped for oerdoing Termagant: it | 3.2.13 |
| 1862 | out-Herods Herod. Pray you avoid it. | 3.2.14 |
| 1863 | player | |
| I warrant your honor. | 3.2.15 |
| 1864 | hamlet | |
| Be not too tame neither, but let your own | 3.2.16 |
| 1865 | discretion be your tutor. Suit the action to the word, | 3.2.17 |
| 1866 | the word to the action, with this special observance: | 3.2.18 |
| 1867 T | that you oerstep not the modesty of nature. For anything | 3.2.19 |
| 1868 | so {oerdone} <overdone> is from the purpose of playing, whose | 3.2.20-1 |
| 1869 | end, both at the first and now, was and is to hold, as twere, | 3.2.21-2 |
| 1870 | the mirror up to nature, to show virtue her <own> | 3.2.22-3 |
| 1871 | feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and | 3.2.23 |
| 1872 | body of the time his form and pressure. Now this | 3.2.24-5 |
| 1873 | overdone, or come tardy off, though it {makes} <make> the unskillful | 3.2.25 |
| 1874 | laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve, the | 3.2.26 |
| 1875 | censure of <the> which one must in your allowance oerweigh | 3.2.27 |
| 1876 | a whole theater of others. Oh, there be players | 3.2.28 |
| 1877 | that I have seen play and heard others {praised,} <praise,> and that | 3.2.29 |
| 1878 | highly, not to speak it profanely, that neither having | 3.2.30-1 |
| 1879 | {th} <the> accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, | 3.2.31-2 |
| 1880 | {nor man} <or Normannor no man> have so strutted and bellowed that I have | 3.2.32-3 |
| 1881 | thought some of Natures journeymen had made men, | 3.2.33-4 |
| 1882-3 | and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abhominably. | 3.2.34-5 |
| 1884 | player | |
| I hope we have reformed that indifferently with | 3.2.36 |
| 1885 | {us} <us, sir.> | 3.2.37 |
| 1886 | hamlet | |
| Oh, reform it altogether, and let those that | 3.2.38 |
| 1887 | play your clowns speak no more than is set down for | 3.2.39 |
| 1888 | them, for there be of them that will themselves laugh | 3.2.40-1 |
| 1889 | to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh | 3.2.41-2 |
| 1890 | too, though in the meantime some necessary question | 3.2.42-3 |
| 1891 | of the play be then to be considered. Thats villainous, | 3.2.43-4 |
| 1892 | and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses | 3.2.44-5 |
| 1893 | it. Go make you ready. | 3.2.45 |
| 1893 | Exeunt Players. | 3.2.45 |
| 1894 | <Enter Polonius, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.> | 3.2.45 |
| 1895-6 | How now, my lord, will the King hear this piece of work? | 3.2.46-7 |
| 1894 | {Enter Polonius, Guildenstern and Rosencraus.} | 3.2.45 |
| 1897 | polonius | |
| And the Queen too, and that presently. | 3.2.48 |
| 1898 | hamlet | |
| Bid the players make haste. | 3.2.49 |
| 1898 | Exit Polonius. | 3.2.49 |
| 1899 | Will you two help to hasten them? | 3.2.50 |
| 1900 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz, guildenstern> | |
| {Ay,} <We will,> my lord. | 3.2.51 |
| 1900 | Exeunt {they two}. | 3.2.51 |
| 1901 | <Enter Horatio.> | |
| 1902 | hamlet | |
| What ho, Horatio! | 3.2.52 |
| 1902 | {Enter Horatio.} | 3.2.52 |
| 1903 | horatio | |
| Here, sweet lord, at your service. | 3.2.53 |
| 1904 | hamlet | |
| Horatio, thou art een as just a man | 3.2.54 |
| 1905 | As eer my conversation coped withal. | 3.2.55 |
| 1906 | horatio | |
| O my dear lord — | 3.2.56 |
| 1907 | hamlet | |
| Nay, do not think I flatter, | 3.2.56 |
| 1908 | For what advancement may I hope from thee | 3.2.57 |
| 1909 | That no revenue hast but thy good spirits | 3.2.58 |
| 1910 | To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flattered? | 3.2. |
| 1911 T | No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp | 3.2.60 |
| 1912 | And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee | 3.2.61 |
| 1913 | Where thrift may follow {fawning.} <feigning> Dost thou hear? | 3.2.62 |
| 1914 | Since my dear soul was mistress of {her} <my> choice | 3.2.63 |
| 1915 | And could of men {distinguish her election,} <distinguish, her election> | 3.2.64 |
| 1916 | {Shhath} <Hath> sealed thee for herself, for thou hast been | 3.2.65 |
| 1917 | As one in suffering all that suffers nothing, | 3.2.66 |
| 1918 | A man that Fortunes buffets and rewards | 3.2.67 |
| 1919 | {Hast}<Hath> taen with equal thanks. And blest are those | 3.2.68 |
| 1920 | Whose blood and judgment are so well {co-meddled} <co-mingled> | 3.2.69 |
| 1921 | That they are not a pipe for Fortunes finger | 3.2.70 |
| 1922 | To sound what stop she please. Give me that man | 3.2.71 |
| 1923 | That is not passions slave, and I will wear him | 3.2.72 |
| 1924 | In my hearts core, ay, in my heart of heart, | 3.2.73 |
| 1925 | As I do thee. Something too much of this. | 3.2.74 |
| 1926 | There is a play tonight before the King; | 3.2.75 |
| 1927 | One scene of it comes near the circumstance | 3.2.76 |
| 1928 | Which I have told thee of my fathers death. | 3.2.77 |
| 1929 | I prithee, when thou seest that act afoot, | 3.2.78 |
| 1930 | Even with the very comment of {thy} <my> soul, | 3.2.79 |
| 1931 | Observe {my} <mine> uncle. If his occulted guilt | 3.2.80 |
| 1932 | Do not itself unkennel in one speech, | 3.2.81 |
| 1933 | It is a damned ghost that we have seen, | 3.2.82 |
| 1934 | And my imaginations are as foul | 3.2.83 |
| 1935 | As Vulcans {stithy.} <stith.> Give him {heedful} <needful> note, | 3.2.84 |
| 1936 | For I mine eyes will rivet to his face, | 3.2.85 |
| 1937 | And after, we will both our judgments join | 3.2.86 |
| 1938 | {In} <To> censure of his seeming. | 3.2.87 |
| 1939 | horatio | |
| Well, my lord. | 3.2.87 |
| 1940 | If {a} <he> steal aught the whilst this play is playing | 3.2.88 |
| 1941 | And scape {detected,} <detecting,> I will pay the theft. | 3.2.89 |
| 1942 | Enter {Trumpets and Kettledrums,} King, Queen, | |
| 1942 | Polonius, Ophelia, {[Rosencraus,]} <Rosencrantz,> | |
| 1943 | {[Guildenstern.]} <Guildenstern, and other Lords attendant, with> | |
| 1944 | his Guard carrying torches. Danish | |
| 1945 | march. Sound a Flourish. | |
| 1946 | hamlet | |
| They are coming to the play. I must be idle. | 3.2.90 |
| 1947 | Get you a place. | 3.2.91 |
| 1948 | king | |
| How fares our cousin Hamlet? | 3.2.92 |
| 1949 | hamlet | |
| Excellent, ifaith, of the chameleons dish: I eat | 3.2.93-4 |
| 1950 | the air, promise-crammed. You cannot feed capons so. | 3.2.94-5 |
| 1951 | king | |
| I have nothing with this answer, Hamlet, these | 3.2.96-7 |
| 1952 | words are not mine. | 3.2.97 |
| 1953 | hamlet | |
| No, nor {mine now, my lord.} <mine. [To Polonius.] Now, my lord, > | 3.2.98 |
| 1953-4 | {[To Polonius.] You} <you> played once ith university, you say? | 3.2.99 |
| 1955 | polonius | |
| That {did I,} <I did,> my lord, and was accounted a good | 3.2.100 |
| 1956 | actor — | 3.2.101 |
| 1957 | hamlet | |
| {What} <And what> did you enact? | 3.2.102 |
| 1958 | polonius | |
| I did enact Julius Caesar. I was killed ith Capitol. | 3.2.103-4 |
| 1959 | Brutus killed me. | 3.2.104 |
| 1960 | hamlet | |
| It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a | 3.2.105 |
| 1961 | calf there. — Be the players ready? | 3.2.106 |
| 1962 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Ay, my lord, they stay upon your patience. | 3.2.107 |
| 1963 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Come hither, my {dear} <good> Hamlet, sit by me. | 3.2.108 |
| 1964 | hamlet | |
| No, good mother, heres metal more attractive. | 3.2.110 |
| 1965 | polonius | |
| Oh ho, do you mark {that!} <that?> | 3.2.111 |
| 1966 | hamlet | |
| Lady, shall I lie in your lap? | 3.2.112 |
| 1967 | ophelia | |
| No, my lord. | 3.2.113 |
| 1968 | hamlet | |
| I mean, my head upon your lap? | 3.2.114 |
| 1969 | ophelia | |
| Ay, my lord. | 3.2.115 |
| 1970 | hamlet | |
| Do you think I meant country matters? | 3.2.116 |
| 1971 | ophelia | |
| I think nothing, my lord. | 3.2.117 |
| 1972 | hamlet | |
| Thats a fair thought to lie between maids legs. | 3.2.119 |
| 1973 | ophelia | |
| What is, my lord? | 3.2.120 |
| 1974 | hamlet | |
| Nothing. | 3.2.121 |
| 1975 | ophelia | |
| You are merry, my {lord.} <lord!> | 3.2.122 |
| 1976 | hamlet | |
| Who I? | 3.2.123 |
| 1977 | ophelia | |
| Ay, my lord. | 3.2.124 |
| 1978 | hamlet | |
| O God, your only jig-maker. What should | 3.2.125 |
| 1979 | a man do but be merry, for look you how cheerfully | 3.2.126 |
| 1980 | my mother looks, and my father died within s two | 3.2.127 |
| 1981 | hours. | 3.2.127 |
| 1982 | ophelia | |
| Nay, tis twice two months, my lord. | 3.2.128 |
| 1983 | hamlet | |
| So long? Nay then, let the devil wear black, | 3.2.129 |
| 1984 | for Ill have a suit of sables. O heavens, die two months | 3.2.130-1 |
| 1985 | ago and not forgotten yet! Then theres hope a | 3.2.131 |
| 1986 | great mans memory may outlive his life half a year. | 3.2.132 |
| 1987 | But, byr Lady, {a} <he> must build churches then, or else shall | 3.2.133 |
| 1988 | {a} <he> suffer not thinking on, with the hobby-horse, whose | 3.2.134 |
| 1989 | epitaph is For O, for O, the hobby-horse is forgot! | 3.2.135 |
| 1990 | {The Trumpets sounds;} Hautboys play; <the> dumb-show {follows.} <enters.> | |
| 1991 | Enter a king and {a} queen, <very lovingly,> the queen embracing | |
| 1992 | him {and he her}. She kneels and makes show of protestation unto | |
| 1993 | him. He takes her up and declines his head upon her neck; {he} | |
| 1994 | {lies} <lays> him down upon a bank of flowers. She, seeing him | |
| 1995 | asleep, leaves him. Anon {come} <comes> in {another man,} <a fellow,> takes off his | |
| 1996 | crown, kisses it, <and> pours poison in the {sleepers} <kings> ears, and | |
| 1997 | {leaves him.} <exits.> The queen returns, finds the king dead, <and> | |
| 1998 | makes passionate action. The poisoner with some {three} <two> or | |
| 1999 | {four come} <three mutes comes> in again, {seem} <seeming> to {condole} <lament> with her. | |
| 2000 | The dead body is carried away. The poisoner woos the | |
| 2001 | queen with gifts. She seems {harsh} <loath and unwilling> awhile, | |
| 2002 | but in the end accepts <his> love. | |
| 2002 | Exeunt Players. | |
| 2003 | ophelia | |
| What means this, my lord? | 3.2.136 |
| 2004 | hamlet | |
| Marry, this <is> {munching mallico!} <miching Malicho.> {It} <That> means | |
| 2005 | mischief. | 3.2.138 |
| 2006 | ophelia | |
| Belike this show imports the argument of the | 3.2.139 |
| 2007 | {play.} <play?> | 3.2.140 |
| 2008 | {Enter Prologue.} | 3.2.140 |
| 2008 | hamlet | |
| We shall know by {this fellow.} <these fellows.> The players | 3.2.141 |
| 2009 | cannot keep {—} <counsel,> theyll tell all. | 3.2.142 |
| 2010 | ophelia | |
| Will {a} <they> tell us what this show meant? | 3.2.143 |
| 2011 | hamlet | |
| Ay, or any show that {you will} <youll> show him. Be not | 3.2.144-5 |
| 2012 | you ashamed to show, hell not shame to tell you what it | 3.2.145-6 |
| 2013 | means. | 3.2.146 |
| 2014 | ophelia | |
| You are naught, you are naught. Ill mark the | 3.2.147 |
| 2015 | play. | 3.2.148 |
| 2016 | <Enter Prologue.> | |
| 2017 T | prologue | |
| For us and for our tragedy, | 3.2.149 |
| 2018 | Here stooping to your clemency | 3.2.150 |
| 2019 | We beg your hearing patiently. | 3.2.151 |
| 2019 | [Exit.] | 3.2.151 |
| 2020 T | hamlet | |
| Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring? | 3.2.152 |
| 2021 | ophelia | |
| Tis brief, my lord. | 3.2.153 |
| 2022 | hamlet | |
| As womans love. | 3.2.154 |
| 2023 | Enter [two Players as] King and <his> Queen. | |
| 2024 | [player] king | |
| Full thirty times hath Phoebus cart gone round | 3.2.155 |
| 2025 T | Neptunes salt wash and Tellus orbed ground, | 3.2.156 |
| 2026 | And thirty dozen moons with borrowed sheen | 3.2.157 |
| 2027 | About the world have times twelve thirties been | 3.2.158 |
| 2028 | Since love our hearts and Hymen did our hands | 3.2.159 |
| 2029 | Unite commutual in most sacred bands. | 3.2.160 |
| 2030 | {[player] queen} <baptista> | |
| So many journeys may the sun and moon | 3.2.161 |
| 2031 | Make us again count oer ere love be done. | 3.2.162 |
| 2032 | But woe is me, you are so sick of late, | 3.2.163 |
| 2033 T | So far from cheer and from {our} <your> former state, | 3.2.164 |
| 2034 | That I distrust you. Yet, though I distrust, | 3.2.165 |
| 2035 | Discomfort you, my lord, it nothing must. | 3.2.166 |
| 2035+1 | {For women fear too much, even as they love,} | |
| 2036 | {And} <For> womens fear and love {hold} <holds> quantity, | 3.2.167 |
| 2037 | {Either none, in} <In> neither ought, or in extremity. | 3.2.1 |
| 2038 T | Now what my love is proof hath made you know, | 3.2.169 |
| 2039 | And, as my love is sized, my fear is so. | 3.2.170 |
| 2039+1 | Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; | 3.2.171 |
| 2039+2 | Where little fears grow great, great love grows there. | 3.2.172 |
| 2040 | [player] king | |
| Faith, I must leave thee, love, and shortly too: | 3.2.173 |
| 2041 | My operant powers {their} <my> functions leave to do; | 3.2.174 |
| 2042 | And thou shalt live in this fair world behind, | 3.2.175 |
| 2043 | Honored, beloved, and haply one as kind | 3.2.176 |
| 2044 | For husband shalt thou — | 3.2.177 |
| 2045 | {[player] queen} <baptista> | |
| Oh, confound the rest! | 3.2.177 |
| 2046 | Such love must needs be treason in my breast. | 3.2.178 |
| 2047 | In second husband let me be accursed. | 3.2.179 |
| 2048 | None wed the second but who killed the first. | 3.2.180 |
| 2049 | hamlet | |
| {Thats} <Wormwood,> wormwood. | 3.2.181 |
| 2050 | {[player] queen} <baptista> | |
| The instances that second marriage move | 3.2.182 |
| 2051 | Are base respects of thrift, but none of love. | 3.2.183 |
| 2052 | A second time I kill my husband dead | 3.2.184 |
| 2053 | When second husband kisses me in bed. | 3.2.185 |
| 2054 T | [player] king | |
| I do believe you think what now you speak. | 3.2.186 |
| 2055 | But what we do determine oft we break. | 3.2.187 |
| 2056 | Purpose is but the slave to memory, | 3.2.188 |
| 2057 | Of violent birth but poor validity, | 3.2.189 |
| 2058 | Which now, {the} <like> fruit unripe, sticks on the tree, | 3.2.190 |
| 2059 | But fall unshaken when they mellow be. | 3.2.191 |
| 2060 | Most necessary tis that we forget | 3.2.192 |
| 2061 | To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt. | 3.2.193 |
| 2062 | What to ourselves in passion we propose, | 3.2.194 |
| 2063 | The passion ending, doth the purpose lose. | 3.2.195 |
| 2064 T | The violence of either grief or joy | 3.2.196 |
| 2065 | Their own {enactures} <enactors> with themselves destroy. | 3.2.197 |
| 2066 | Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament; | 3.2.198 |
| 2067 T | {Griefs joy,} <Grief joys,> joy grieves, on slender accident. | 3.2.199 |
| 2068 | This world is not for aye, nor tis not strange | 3.2.200 |
| 2069 | That even our loves should with our fortunes change, | 3.2.201 |
| 2070 | For tis a question left us yet to prove | 3.2.202 |
| 2071 | Whether Love lead Fortune, or else Fortune Love. | 3.2.203 |
| 2072 | The great man down, you mark his {favourite} <favourites> flies; | 3.2.204 |
| 2073 | The poor advanced makes friends of enemies; | 3.2.205 |
| 2074 | And hitherto doth Love on Fortune tend: | 3.2.206 |
| 2075 | For who not needs shall never lack a friend, | 3.2.207 |
| 2076 | And who in want a hollow friend doth try | 3.2.208 |
| 2077 | Directly seasons him his enemy. | 3.2.209 |
| 2078 | But orderly to end where I begun, | 3.2.210 |
| 2079 | Our wills and fates do so contrary run | 3.2.211 |
| 2080 | That our devices still are overthrown: | 3.2.212 |
| 2081 | Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own. | 3.2.213 |
| 2082 | So think thou wilt no second husband wed, | 3.2.214 |
| 2083 | But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead. | 3.2.215 |
| 2084 | {[player] queen} <baptista> | |
| Nor earth to {me give} <give me> food nor heaven light, | 3.2.216 |
| 2085 | Sport and repose lock from me day and night, | 3.2.217 |
| 2085+1 | To desperation turn my trust and hope, | 3.2.218 |
| 2085+2 | AndAn anchors cheer in prison be my scope, | 3.2.219 |
| 2086 | Each opposite that blanks the face of joy | 3.2.220 |
| 2087 | Meet what I would have well and it destroy, | 3.2.221 |
| 2088 | Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife, | 3.2.222 |
| 2089 | If once {I be} a widow ever I be {a} wife. | 3.2.223 |
| 2090 | hamlet | |
| If she should break it now. | 3.2.224 |
| 2091-2 | [player] king | |
| Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile, | 3.2.225 |
| 2093 | My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile | 3.2.226 |
| 2094 | The tedious day with sleep. | 3.2.227 |
| 2095 T | {[player] queen} <baptista> | |
| Sleep rock thy brain, | 3.2.227 |
| 2095 | He sleeps. | |
| 2096 | And never come mischance between us twain. | 3.2.228 |
| 2096 T | Exit. | 3.2.228 |
| 2097 | hamlet | |
| Madam, how like you this play? | 3.2.229 |
| 2098 | queen | |
| The lady {doth protest} <protests> too much, methinks. | 3.2.230 |
| 2099 | hamlet | |
| Oh, but shell keep her word. | 3.2.231 |
| 2100 | king | |
| Have you heard the argument? Is there no offense | 3.2.232-3 |
| 2101 | int? | 3.2.233 |
| 2102 | hamlet | |
| No, no, they do but jest — poison in jest, no offense | 3.2.234 |
| 2103 | ith world. | 3.2.235 |
| 2104 | king | |
| What do you call the play? | 3.2.236 |
| 2105 | hamlet | |
| The Mousetrap. Marry, {how tropically!} <how? Tropically.> | 3.2.237 |
| 2106 | This play is the image of a murder done in Vienna. Gonzago | 3.2.238-9 |
| 2107 | is the dukes name; his wife, Baptista. You shall see | 3.2.239-40 |
| 2108 | anon. Tis a knavish piece of work, but what {of} <o> that? | 3.2.240-1 |
| 2109 | Your majesty and we that have free souls, it touches | 3.2.241-2 |
| 2110 T | us not. Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung. | 3.2.242-3 |
| 2111 T | Enter Lucianus. | |
| 2112 | This is one Lucianus, nephew to the king. | 3.2.244 |
| 2113 | ophelia | |
| You are {as good as a} <a good> chorus, my lord. | 3.2.245 |
| 2114 | hamlet | |
| I could interpret between you and your love | 3.2.246 |
| 2115 | if I could see the puppets dallying. | 3.2.247 |
| 2116 | ophelia | |
| You are keen, my lord, you are keen. | 3.2.248 |
| 2117 | hamlet | |
| It would cost you a groaning to take off {mine} <my> | 3.2.249 |
| 2118 | edge. | 3.2.250 |
| 2119 | ophelia | |
| Still better and worse. | 3.2.251 |
| 2120-1 | hamlet | |
| So you mis-take {your} husbands. — Begin, murderer. <Pox!> Leave | 3.2.252-3 |
| 2121-2 | thy damnable faces and begin. Come: the croaking raven doth bellow | 3.2.253-4 |
| 2122-3 | for revenge. | 3.2.254 |
| 2124-5 | lucianus | |
| Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and time agreeing, | 3.2.255 |
| 2126 | {Considerate} <Confederate> season, else no creature seeing, | 3.2.256 |
| 2127 | Thou, mixture rank, of midnight weeds collected, | 3.2.257 |
| 2128 | With Hecates ban thrice blasted, thrice {invected,} <infected,> | 3.2.258 |
| 2129 | Thy natural magic and dire property | 3.2.259 |
| 2130 | On wholesome life {usurps} <usurp> immediately. | 3.2.260 |
| 2131 | Pours the poison in his ears. | |
| 2132 | hamlet | |
| {A} <He> poisons him ith garden {for his} <for s> estate. His | 3.2.261 |
| 2133 | names Gonzago. The story is extant and {written in very} <writ in> choice | 3.2.262-3 |
| 2134 | Italian. You shall see anon how the murderer gets the | 3.2.263-4 |
| 2135 | love of Gonzagos wife. | 3.2.264 |
| 2136 | ophelia | |
| The King rises. | 3.2.265 |
| 2137 | hamlet | |
| What, frighted with false fire? | 3.2.266 |
| 2138 | queen | |
| How fares my lord? | 3.2.267 |
| 2139 | polonius | |
| Give oer the play. | 3.2.268 |
| 2140 | king | |
| Give me some light. Away! | 3.2.269 |
| 2141 | {polonius.} <lords> | |
| Lights, lights, lights! | 3.2.270 |
| 2142 T | Exeunt all but Hamlet and Horatio. | |
| 2143 | hamlet | |
| Why, let the stricken deer go weep, | 3.2.271 |
| 2144 | The hart ungalled play, | 3.2.272 |
| 2145 | For some must watch while some must sleep. | 3.2.273 |
| 2146-7 | {Thus} <So> runs the world away. | 3.2.274 |
| 2147 | Would not this, sir, and a forest of feathers, if the rest of | 3.2.275 |
| 2148 | my fortunes turn Turk with me, with <two> Provincial | 3.2.276 |
| 2149 | roses on my razed shoes, get me a fellowship in a cry | 3.2.277-8 |
| 2150 | of {players?} <players, sir?> | 3.2.278 |
| 2151 | horatio | |
| Half a share. | 3.2.279 |
| 2152 | hamlet | |
| A whole one, I.ay. | 3.2.280 |
| 2153 | For thou dost know, O Damon dear, | 3.2.281 |
| 2154 | This realm dismantled was | 3.2.282 |
| 2154-5 | Of Jove himself, and now reigns here | 3.2.283 |
| 2156 | A very, very — pajock. | 3.2.284 |
| 2157 | horatio | |
| You might have rhymed. | 3.2.285 |
| 2158-9 | hamlet | |
| O good Horatio, Ill take the Ghosts word for | 3.2.286 |
| 2159 | a thousand pound. Didst perceive? | 3.2.287 |
| 2160 | horatio | |
| Very well, my lord. | 3.2.288 |
| 2161 | hamlet | |
| Upon the talk of the {poisoning.} <poisoning?> | 3.2.289 |
| 2162 | horatio | |
| I did very well note him. | 3.2.290 |
| 2163 | <Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.> | |
| 2164 | hamlet | |
| {Ah} <Oh,> ha! Come, some music! Come, the recorders! | 3.2.292 |
| 2165 | For, if the King like not the comedy, | 3.2.293 |
| 2166 | Why then belike he likes it not, perdie. | 3.2.294 |
| 2167 | Come, some music! | 3.2.295 |
| 2167+1 | {Enter Rosencraus and Guildenstern.} | |
| 2168 | guildenstern | |
| Good my lord, vouchsafe me a word with you. | 3.2.297 |
| 2169 | hamlet | |
| Sir, a whole history. | 3.2. |
| 2170 | guildenstern | |
| The King, sir — | 3.2.299 |
| 2171 | hamlet | |
| Ay, sir, what of him? | 3.2.300 |
| 2172 | guildenstern | |
| — is in his retirement marvellous distempered. | 3.2.301 |
| 2173 | hamlet | |
| With drink, sir? | 3.2.302 |
| 2174 | guildenstern | |
| No, my lord, <rather> with {choler —}<choler.> | 3.2.303 |
| 2175 | hamlet | |
| Your wisdom should show itself more richer | 3.2.304 |
| 2176 | to signify this to {the} <his> doctor, for, for me to put him | 3.2.305 |
| 2177 | to his purgation, would perhaps plunge him into <far> | 3.2.306 |
| 2178 | more choler. | 3.2.306-7 |
| 2179 | guildenstern | |
| Good my lord, put your discourse into some | 3.2.308 |
| 2180 | frame, and {stare} <start> not so wildly from my affair. | 3.2.309 |
| 2181 | hamlet | |
| I am tame, sir. Pronounce. | 3.2.310 |
| 2182 | guildenstern | |
| The Queen your mother in most great affliction | 3.2.311 |
| 2183 | of spirit hath sent me to you. | 3.2.312 |
| 2184 | hamlet | |
| You are welcome. | 3.2.313 |
| 2185-6 | guildenstern | |
| Nay, good my lord, this courtesy is not of | 3.2.314 |
| 2186-7 | the right breed. If it shall please you to make me a wholesome | 3.2.315-6 |
| 2187-8 | answer, I will do your mothers commandement; | 3.2.316 |
| 2187-8 | if not, your {pardon} <pardon,> and my return shall be the end of | 3.2.317-8 |
| 2188-9 | <my> business. | 3.2.318 |
| 2190 | hamlet | |
| Sir, I cannot. | 3.2.319 |
| 2191 | {rosencraus} <guildenstern> | |
| What, my lord? | 3.2.320 |
| 2192 | hamlet | |
| Make you a wholesome answer: my wits diseased. | 3.2.321-2 |
| 2193 | But, sir, such {answer} <answers> as I can make, you shall command, | 3.2.322-3 |
| 2194 | or rather, {as} you say, my mother. Therefore no more, | 3.2.323-4 |
| 2195 | but to the matter. My mother, you say — | 3.2.324-5 |
| 2196 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Then thus she says: your behavior hath struck | 3.2.326 |
| 2197 | her into amazement and admiration. | 3.2.327 |
| 2198 | hamlet | |
| Oh, wonderful son that can so {stonish} <astonish> a | 3.2.328 |
| 2199 | mother! But is there no sequel at the heels of this mothers | 3.2.329-30 |
| 2200 | admiration? {Impart.} | 3.2.330 |
| 2201 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| She desires to speak with you in her closet | 3.2.331 |
| 2202 | ere you go to bed. | 3.2.332 |
| 2203 | hamlet | |
| We shall obey, were she ten times our mother. | 3.2.333 |
| 2204 | Have you any further trade with us? | 3.2.334 |
| 2205 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| My lord, you once did love me. | 3.2.335 |
| 2206 | hamlet | |
| {And} <So I> do still, by these pickers and stealers. | 3.2.336 |
| 2207 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Good my lord, what is your cause of distemper? | 3.2.337 |
| 2208 | You do {surely} <freely> bar the door {upon} <of> your own liberty | 3.2.338-9 |
| 2209 | if you deny your griefs to your friend. | 3.2.339 |
| 2210 | hamlet | |
| Sir, I lack advancement. | 3.2.340 |
| 2211 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| How can that be, when you have the voice of | 3.2.341 |
| 2212 | the King himself for your succession in Denmark. | 3.2.342 |
| 2212+1 | {Enter the Players with recorders.} | |
| 2213 | hamlet | |
| Ay, {sir,} but while the grass grows — the proverb is | 3.2.343-4 |
| 2214 | something musty. — | 3.2.344 |
| 2215 | <(Enter one with a recorder.)> | |
| 2216 | Oh, the {recorders!} <recorder!> Let me {see one.} <see.> To withdraw with you, why | 3.2.345-6 |
| 2217 | do you go about to recover the wind of me, as if you | 3.2.346-7 |
| 2218 | would drive me into a toil? | 3.2.347 |
| 2219 | guildenstern | |
| O my lord, if my duty be too bold, my love | 3.2.348 |
| 2220 | is too unmannerly. | 3.2.349 |
| 2221 | hamlet | |
| I do not well understand that. Will you play | 3.2.350 |
| 2222 | upon this pipe? | 3.2.351 |
| 2223 | guildenstern | |
| My lord, I cannot. | 3.2.352 |
| 2224 | hamlet | |
| I pray you. | 3.2.353 |
| 2225 | guildenstern | |
| Believe me, I cannot. | 3.2.354 |
| 2226 | hamlet | |
| I do beseech you. | 3.2.355 |
| 2227 | guildenstern | |
| I know no touch of it, my lord. | 3.2.356 |
| 2228 | hamlet | |
| {It is} <Tis> as easy as lying: govern these ventages | 3.2.357 |
| 2229 | with your {fingers} <finger> and {thumbs,} <thumb,> give it breath with your | 3.2.358-9 |
| 2230 | mouth, and it will discourse most {eloquent} <excellent> music. | 3.2.359 |
| 2231 | Look you, these are the stops. | 3.2.360 |
| 2232 | guildenstern | |
| But these cannot I command to any utterance | 3.2.261 |
| 2233 | of harmony. I have not the skill. | 3.2.362 |
| 2234 | hamlet | |
| Why, look you now how unworthy a thing | 3.2.363 |
| 2235 | you make of me: you would play upon me, you would | 3.2.364 |
| 2236 | seem to know my stops, you would pluck out the heart | 3.2.365-6 |
| 2237 | of my mystery, you would sound me from my lowest | 3.2.366-7 |
| 2238 | note to <the top of> my compass, and there is much music, | 3.2.367-8 |
| 2239 | excellent voice in this little organ, yet cannot | 3.2.368-9 |
| 2240 | you make {it speak.} <it.> {Sblood!} <Why,> do you think <that> I am easier to be | 3.2.369-70 |
| 2241 | played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, | 3.2.370-1 |
| 2242 | though you <can> fret me {not} you cannot play upon me. | 3.2.371-2 |
| 2244 | Enter Polonius. | |
| 2242-3 | God bless you, sir. | 3.2.373 |
| 2245-6 | polonius | |
| My lord, the Queen would speak with you, and presently. | 3.2.374-5 |
| 2247 | hamlet | |
| Do you see {yonder cloud thats} <that cloud? Thats> almost in shape | 3.2.376-7 |
| 2248 | {of} <like> a {camel?} <camel.> | 3.2.377 |
| 2249 | polonius | |
| By th {mass,} <misse,> and {tis,} <its> like a camel indeed. | 3.2.378 |
| 2250 | hamlet | |
| Methinks it is like a weasel. | 3.2.379 |
| 2251 | polonius | |
| It is backed like a weasel. | 3.2.380 |
| 2252 | hamlet | |
| Or like a {whale.} <whale?> | 3.2.381 |
| 2253 | polonius | |
| Very like a whale. | 3.2.382 |
| 2254 | hamlet | |
| Then {I will} <will I> come to my mother by and by. — | 3.2.383 |
| 2255-6 | They fool me to the top of my bent. — I will come by and by. | 3.2.384-5 |
| 2258 | {Leave me, friends.} | 3.2.387 |
| 2257-8 | <polonius> I will{,} say so. | 3.2.386 |
| 2257-8 | Exit. | 3.2.386 |
| 2258 | <hamlet> By and by is easily said. < — Leave me, friends.> | 3.2.387 |
| 2258 | [Exeunt all but Hamlet.] | 3.2.387 |
| 2259 | Tis now the very witching time of night | 3.2.388 |
| 2260 | When churchyards yawn and hell itself {breaks} <breathes> out | 3.2.389 |
| 2261 | Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood | 3.2.390 |
| 2262 | And do such <bitter> business as the {bitter} day | 3.2.391 |
| 2263 | Would quake to look on. Soft{,} now<,> to my mother. | 3.2.392 |
| 2264 | O heart, lose not thy nature. Let not ever | 3.2.393 |
| 2265 | The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom; | 3.2.394 |
| 2266 | Let me be cruel, not unnatural. | 3.2.395 |
| 2267 | I will speak {dagger} <daggers> to her, but use none. | 3.2.396 |
| 2268 | My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites. | 3.2.397 |
| 2269 | How in my words somever she be shent | 3.2.398 |
| 2270 | To give them seals never my soul consent. | 3.2.399 |
| 2270 T | Exit. | 3.2.399 |
| | [3.3] | |
| 2271 | Enter King, {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz>, and Guildenstern. | 3.3 |
| 2272 | king | |
| I like him not, nor stands it safe with us | 3.3.1 |
| 2273 | To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you: | 3.3.2 |
| 2274 | I your commission will forthwith dispatch, | 3.3.3 |
| 2275 | And he to England shall along with you. | 3.3.4 |
| 2276 | The terms of our estate may not endure | 3.3.5 |
| 2277 | Hazard so {near s} <dangerous> as doth hourly grow | 3.3.6 |
| 2278 | Out of his {brows.} <lunacies.> | 3.3.7 |
| 2279 | guildenstern | |
| We will ourselves provide. | 3.3.7 |
| 2280 | Most holy and religious fear it is | 3.3.8 |
| 2281 | To keep those many many bodies safe | 3.3.9 |
| 2282 | That live and feed upon your majesty. | 3.3.10 |
| 2283-4 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| The single and peculiar life is bound | 3.3.11 |
| 2285 | With all the strength and armor of the mind | 3.3.12 |
| 2286 | To keep itself from noyance, but much more | 3.3.13 |
| 2287 | That spirit upon whose {weal} <spirit> depends and rests | 3.3.14 |
| 2288 | The lives of many. The {cess} <cease> of majesty | 3.3.15 |
| 2289 | Dies not alone, but like a gulf doth draw | 3.3.16 |
| 2290 | Whats near it with it; {or} it is a massy wheel | 3.3.17 |
| 2291 | Fixed on the summit of the highest mount | 3.3.18 |
| 2292 T | To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things | 3.3.19 |
| 2293 | Are mortised and adjoined, which, when it falls, | 3.3.20 |
| 2294 | Each small annexment, petty consequence, | 3.3.21 |
| 2295 T | Attends the boisterous ruin. Never alone | 3.3.22 |
| 2296 T | Did the King sigh but with a general groan. | 3.3.23 |
| 2297 | king | |
| Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy voyage, | 3.3.24 |
| 2298 | For we will fetters put {about} <upon> this fear | 3.3.25 |
| 2299 | Which now goes too free-footed. | 3.3. |
| 2300 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz, guildenstern> | |
| We will haste us. | 3.3.26 |
| 2300 | Exeunt Gentlemen [{Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and Guildenstern]. | 3.3.26 |
| 2301 | Enter Polonius. | |
| 2302 | polonius | |
| My lord, hes going to his mothers closet. | 3.3.27 |
| 2303 | Behind the arras Ill convey myself | 3.3.28 |
| 2304 | To hear the process. Ill warrant shell tax him home, | 3.3.29 |
| 2305 | And, as you said (and wisely was it said), | 3.3.30 |
| 2306 | Tis meet that some more audience than a mother, | 3.3.31 |
| 2307 | Since nature makes them partial, should oerhear | 3.3.32 |
| 2308 | The speech of vantage. Fare you well, my liege, | 3.3.33 |
| 2309 | Ill call upon you ere you go to bed | 3.3.34 |
| 2310 | And tell you what I know. | 3.3.35 |
| 2311 | king | |
| Thanks, dear my lord. — | 3.3.35 |
| 2311 T | Exit Polonius. | 3.3.35 |
| 2312 | Oh, my offense is rank, it smells to heaven, | 3.3.36 |
| 2313 | It hath the primal eldest curse upont, | 3.3.37 |
| 2314 | A brothers murder. Pray can I not, | 3.3.38 |
| 2315 | Though inclination be as sharp as {will,} <will.> | 3.3.39 |
| 2316 | My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, | 3.3.40 |
| 2317 | And, like a man to double business bound, | 3.3.41 |
| 2318 | I stand in pause where I shall first begin | 3.3.42 |
| 2319 | And both neglect. What if this cursed hand | 3.3.43 |
| 2320 | Were thicker than itself with brothers blood? | 3.3.44 |
| 2321 | Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens | 3.3.45 |
| 2322 | To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy | 3.3.46 |
| 2323 | But to confront the visage of offense? | 3.3.47 |
| 2324 | And whats in prayer but this twofold force, | 3.3.48 |
| 2325 | To be forestalled ere we come to fall | 3.3.49 |
| 2326 T | Or pardoned being down? Then Ill look up. | 3.3.50 |
| 2327 | My fault is past, but oh, what form of prayer | 3.3.51 |
| 2328 | Can serve my turn? Forgive me my foul murder? | 3.3.52 |
| 2329 | That cannot be since I am still possessed | 3.3.53 |
| 2330 | Of those effects for which I did the murder: | 3.3.54 |
| 2331 | My crown, mine own ambition and my Queen. | 3.3.55 |
| 2332 | May one be pardoned and retain th offense? | 3.3.56 |
| 2333 | In the corrupted currents of this world | 3.3.57 |
| 2334 | Offenses guilded hand may {show} <shove> by justice, | 3.3.58 |
| 2335 | And oft tis seen the wicked prize itself | 3.3.59 |
| 2336 | Buys out the law; but tis not so above, | 3.3.60 |
| 2337 | There is no shufling, there the action lies | 3.3.61 |
| 2338 | In his true nature, and we ourselves compelled | 3.3.62 |
| 2339 | Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults | 3.3.63 |
| 2340 | To give in evidence. What then? What rests? | 3.3.64 |
| 2341 | Try what repentance can, what can it not, | 3.3.65 |
| 2342 | Yet what can it, when one cannot repent? | 3.3.66 |
| 2343 | O wretched state, O bosom black as death, | 3.3.67 |
| 2344 | O limed soul that, struggling to be free, | 3.3.68 |
| 2345 | Art more engaged! Help, angels, make assay. | 3.3.69 |
| 2346 | Bow, stubborn knees, [Kneels?] and heart with strings of steel | 3.3.70 |
| 2347 | Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe. | 3.3.71 |
| 2348 | All may be well. | 3.3.72 |
| 2349 | Enter Hamlet. | |
| 2350 | hamlet | |
| Now might I do {it. But} <it pat,> now {a} <he> is {a-praying.} <praying.> | 3.3.73 |
| 2351 | And now Ill dot [Draws his sword.] — and so {a} <he> goes to heaven, | 3.3.74 |
| 2352 T | And so am I revenged. That would be scanned: | 3.3.75 |
| 2353 | A villain kills my father, and for that | 3.3.76 |
| 2354 | I, his {sole} <foul> son, do this same villain send | 3.3.77 |
| 2355 | To heaven. | 3.3.79 |
| 2355 | {Why,} <Oh,> this is {base and silly,} <hire and salary,> not revenge. | 3.3.79 |
| 2356 | {A} <He> took my father grossly<,> full of bread, | 3.3.80 |
| 2357 | With all his crimes broad blown, as {flush} <fresh> as May, | 3.3.81 |
| 2358 | And how his audit stands who knows save heaven, | 3.3.82 |
| 2359 | But in our circumstance and course of thought | 3.3.83 |
| 2360 | Tis heavy with him. And am I then revenged | 3.3.84 |
| 2361 | To take him in the purging of his soul | 3.3.85 |
| 2362 | When he is fit and seasoned for his passage? | 3.3.86 |
| 2362 | No. | 3.3.87 |
| 2363 | Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent: | 3.3.88 |
| 2364 | When he is drunk{,} asleep, or in his rage, | 3.3.89 |
| 2365 | Or in th incestuous pleasure of his bed, | 3.3.90 |
| 2366 | At {game a-swearing,} <gaming, swearing,> or about some act | 3.3.91 |
| 2367 | That has no relish of salvation int, | 3.3.92 |
| 2368 | Then trip him that his heels may kick at heaven | 3.3.93 |
| 2369 | And that his soul may be as damned and black | 3.3.94 |
| 2370 | As hell whereto it goes. My mother stays. | 3.3.95 |
| 2371 | This physic but prolongs thy sickly days. | 3.3.96 |
| 2371 | Exit. | 3.3.96 |
| 2372 | king | |
| My words fly up, my thoughts remain below. | 3.3.97 |
| 2373 | Words without thoughts never to heaven go. | 3.3.98 |
| 2373 | Exit. | 3.3.98 |
| | [3.4] | |
| 2374 | Enter Queen {Gertrard} and Polonius. | 3.4 |
| 2375-6 | polonius | |
| {A} <He> will come straight. Look you lay home to him, | 3.4.1 |
| 2377 | Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with, | 3.4.2 |
| 2378 | And that your grace hath screened and stood between | 3.4.3 |
| 2379 | Much heat and him. Ill silence me {even} <een> here. | 3.4.4 |
| 2380 | Pray you be round <with him>. | 3.4.5 |
| 2381 | hamlet (Within.) | |
| Mother, mother, mother. | 3.4.5 |
| 2384 | {Enter Hamlet.} | |
| 2382 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Ill {wait} <warrant> you, fear me not. | 3.4.6 |
| 2383 | Withdraw, I hear him coming. | 3.4.7 |
| 2383 | [Polonius hides behind the arras.] | 3.4.7 |
| 2384 | <Enter Hamlet.> | |
| 2385 | hamlet | |
| Now, mother, whats the matter? | 3.4.8 |
| 2386 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended. | 3.4.9 |
| 2387 | hamlet | |
| Mother, you have my father much offended. | 3.4.10 |
| 2388 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue. | 3.4.11 |
| 2389 | hamlet | |
| Go, go, you question with {a wicked} <an idle> tongue. | 3.4.12 |
| 2390 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Why, how now, Hamlet? | 3.4.13 |
| 2391 | hamlet | |
| Whats the matter now? | 3.4.13 |
| 2392 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Have you forgot me? | 3.4.14 |
| 2393 | hamlet | |
| No, by the rood, not so, | 3.4.14 |
| 2394 | You are the Queen, your husbands brothers wife, | 3.4.15 |
| 2395 | {And,} <But> would {it} <you> were not {so, you} <so. You> are my mother. | 3.4.16 |
| 2396 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Nay, then Ill set those to you that can speak. | 3.4.17 |
| 2397-8 | hamlet | |
| Come, come, and sit you down, you shall not budge. | 3.4.18 |
| 2399 | You go not till I set you up a glass | 3.4.19 |
| 2400 T | Where you may see the inmost part of you. | 3.4.20 |
| 2401 | queen {gertrard} | |
| What wilt thou do? Thou wilt not murder {me.} <me!> | 3.4.21 |
| 2402 | Help, help, ho! | 3.4.22 |
| 2403 | polonius [Behind the arras.] | |
| What ho! <Help, help,> help! | 3.4.23 |
| 2404 | hamlet | |
| How now, a rat! Dead for a ducat, dead! | 3.4.24 |
| 2404 | Kills Polonius. | 3.4.24 |
| 2405 | polonius [Behind.] | |
| Oh, I am slain. | 3.4.25 |
| 2406 | queen {gertrard} | |
| O me, what hast thou done? | 3.4.25 |
| 2407 | hamlet | |
| Nay, I know not. Is it the King? | 3.4.26 |
| 2408 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Oh, what a rash and bloody deed is this! | 3.4.27 |
| 2409 | hamlet | |
| A bloody deed — almost as bad, good mother, | 3.4.28 |
| 2410 | As kill a king and marry with his brother. | 3.4.29 |
| 2411 | queen {gertrard} | |
| As kill a king? | 3.4.30 |
| 2412 | hamlet | |
| Ay, lady, {it was} <twas> my word. — | 3.4.30 |
| [Discovers Polonius.] | |
| 2413 | Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell. | 3.4.31 |
| 2414 | I took thee for thy {better} <betters>. Take thy fortune: | 3.4.32 |
| 2415 | Thou findst to be too busy is some danger. — | 3.4.33 |
| 2416 | Leave wringing of your hands. Peace, sit you down | 3.4.34 |
| 2417 | And let me wring your heart, for so I shall, | 3.4.35 |
| 2418 | If it be made of penetrable stuff, | 3.4.36 |
| 2419 | If damned custom have not brazed it so | 3.4.37 |
| 2420 | That it {be} <is> proof and bulwark against sense. | 3.4.38 |
| 2421 | queen {gertrard} | |
| What have I done that thou darst wag thy tongue | 3.4.39 |
| 2422 | In noise so rude against me? | 3.4.40 |
| 2423 | hamlet | |
| Such an act | 3.4.40 |
| 2424 | That blurs the grace and blush of modesty, | 3.4.41 |
| 2425 | Calls virtue hypocrite, takes off the rose | 3.4.42 |
| 2426 | From the fair forehead of an innocent love | 3.4.43 |
| 2427 | And {sets} <makes> a blister there, makes marriage vows | 3.4.44 |
| 2428 | As false as dicers oaths — oh, such a deed | 3.4.45 |
| 2429 | As from the body of contraction plucks | 3.4. |
| 2430 | The very soul, and sweet religion makes | 3.4.47 |
| 2431 | A rhapsody of words. Heavens face does glow<,> | 3.4.48 |
| 2432 | {Oer} <Yea,> this solidity and compound mass<,> | 3.4.49 |
| 2433 | With {heated} <tristful> visage as against the doom, | 3.4.50 |
| 2434 | Is thought-sick{thought sick} at the act. | 3.4.51 |
| 2435 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Ay me, what {act?} <act> | 3.4.51 |
| 2435-6 | {hamlet} That roars so loud and thunders in the {index.} <index?> | 3.4.52 |
| 2437 | <hamlet> Look here upon this picture, and on this, | 3.4.53 |
| 2438 | The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. | 3.4.54 |
| 2439 | See what a grace was seated on {this} <his> brow, | 3.4.55 |
| 2440 | Hyperions curls, the front of Jove himself, | 3.4.56 |
| 2441 | An eye like Mars to threaten {and} <or> command, | 3.4.57 |
| 2442 | A station like the herald Mercury, | 3.4.58 |
| 2443 T | New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill, | 3.4.59 |
| 2444 | A combination and a form indeed | 3.4.60 |
| 2445 | Where every god did seem to set his seal | 3.4.61 |
| 2446 | To give the world assurance of a man. | 3.4.62 |
| 2447 | This was your husband. Look you now what follows: | 3.4.63 |
| 2448 | Here is your husband like a mildewed ear | 3.4.64 |
| 2449 | Blasting his wholesome {brother.} <breath.> Have you eyes? | 3.4.65 |
| 2450 | Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed | 3.4.66 |
| 2451 | And batten on this moor? Ha, have you eyes? | 3.4.67 |
| 2452 | You cannot call it love, for at your age | 3.4.68 |
| 2453 | The heyday in the blood is tame, its humble | 3.4.69 |
| 2454 | And waits upon the judgment, and what judgment | 3.4.70 |
| 2455 | Would step from this to this? Sense sure you have, | 3.4.71 |
| 2455+1 | Else could you not have motion, but sure that sense | 3.4.72 |
| 2455+2 | Is apoplexed, for madness would not err | 3.4.73 |
| 2455+3 | Nor sense to ecstasy was neer so thralled | 3.4.74 |
| 2455+4 | But it reserved some quantity of choice | 3.4.75 |
| 2455+5 | To serve in such a difference. What devil wast | 3.4.76 |
| 2456 | That thus hath cozened you at hoodman-blind? | 3.4.77 |
| 2456+1 | Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight, | 3.4.78 |
| 2456+2 | Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all, | 3.4.79 |
| 2456+3 | Or but a sickly part of one true sense | 3.4.80 |
| 2456+4 | Could not so mope. O shame, where is thy blush? | 3.4.81 |
| 2457 | Rebellious hell, | 3.4.82 |
| 2458 | If thou canst mutine in a matrons bones, | 3.4.83 |
| 2459 | To flaming youth let virtue be as wax | 3.4.84 |
| 2460 | And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame | 3.4.85 |
| 2461 | When the compulsive ardor gives the charge, | 3.4.86 |
| 2462 | Since frost itself as actively doth burn | 3.4.87 |
| 2463 | {And} <As> reason {pardons} <panders> will. | 3.4.88 |
| 2464 | queen {gertrard} | |
| O Hamlet, speak no more, | 3.4.88 |
| 2465 | Thou turnst {my very} <mine> eyes into my <very> soul, | 3.4.89 |
| 2466 | And there I see such black and {grieved} <grained> spots | 3.4.90 |
| 2467 | As will <not> leave {there} their tinct. | 3.4.91 |
| 2468 | hamlet | |
| Nay, but to live | 3.4.91 |
| 2469 | In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed | 3.4.92 |
| 2470 | Stewed in corruption, honeying and making love | 3.4.93 |
| 2471 | Over the nasty sty — | 3.4.94 |
| 2472 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Oh, speak to me no more, | 3.4.94 |
| 2473 | These words like daggers enter in {my} <mine> ears. | 3.4.95 |
| 2474 | No more, sweet Hamlet. | 3.4.96 |
| 2475 | hamlet | |
| A murderer and a villain, | 3.4.96 |
| 2476 | A slave that is not twentieth part the {kith} <tithe> | 3.4.97 |
| 2477 | Of your precedent lord, a vice of kings, | 3.4.98 |
| 2478 | A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, | 3.4.99 |
| 2479 | That from a shelf the precious diadem stole | 3.4.100 |
| 2480 | And put it in his pocket — | 3.4.101 |
| 2481 | queen {gertrard} | |
| No more. | 3.4.101 |
| 2482 | Enter Ghost. | |
| 2483 | hamlet | |
| A king of shreds and patches — | 3.4.102 |
| 2484 | Save me and hover oer me with your wings, | 3.4.103 |
| 2485 | You heavenly guards! What would {your} <you,> gracious figure? | 3.4.104 |
| 2486 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Alas, hes mad. | 3.4.105 |
| 2487 | hamlet | |
| Do you not come your tardy son to chide, | 3.4.106 |
| 2488 | That, lapsed in time and passion, lets go by | 3.4.107 |
| 2489 | Th important acting of your dread command? Oh, say! | 3.4.109 |
| 2490 | ghost | |
| Do not forget. This visitation | 3.4.110 |
| 2491 | Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose. | 3.4.111 |
| 2492 | But look, amazement on thy mother sits. | 3.4.112 |
| 2493 | Oh, step between her and her fighting soul. | 3.4.113 |
| 2494 | Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works. | 3.4.114 |
| 2495 | Speak to her, Hamlet. | 3.4.115 |
| 2496 | hamlet | |
| How is it with you, lady? | 3.4.115 |
| 2497 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Alas, how ist with you, | 3.4.116 |
| 2498 | That you {do} bend your eye on vacancy | 3.4.117 |
| 2499 T | And with {th} <the> incorporal air do hold discourse? | 3.4.118 |
| 2500 | Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep, | 3.4.119 |
| 2501 | And, as the sleeping soldiers in th alarm, | 3.4.120 |
| 2502 | Your bedded hair, like life in excrements, | 3.4.121 |
| 2503 | Start up and stand on end. O gentle son, | 3.4.122 |
| 2504 | Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper | 3.4.123 |
| 2505 | Sprinkle cool patience. Whereon do you look? | 3.4.124 |
| 2506 | hamlet | |
| On him, on him. Look you how pale he glares. | 3.4.125 |
| 2507 | His form and cause conjoined preaching to stones | 3.4.126 |
| 2508 | Would make them capable. — Do not look upon me, | 3.4.127 |
| 2509 | Lest with this piteous action you convert | 3.4.128 |
| 2510 | My stern effects. Then what I have to do | 3.4.129 |
| 2511 | Will want true color, tears perchance for blood. | 3.4.130 |
| 2512 | queen {gertrard} | |
| To {whom} <who> do you speak this? | 3.4.131 |
| 2513 | hamlet | |
| Do you see nothing there? | 3.4.131 |
| 2514 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Nothing at all, yet all that is I see. | 3.4.132 |
| 2515 | hamlet | |
| Nor did you nothing hear? | 3.4.133 |
| 2516 | queen {gertrard} | |
| No, nothing but ourselves. | 3.4.133 |
| 2517 | hamlet | |
| Why, look you there, look how it steals away, | 3.4.134 |
| 2518 | My father in his habit as he lived, | 3.4.135 |
| 2519 | Look where he goes, even now out at the portal. | 3.4.136 |
| 2519 T | Exit Ghost. | 3.4.136 |
| 2520 | queen {gertrard} | |
| This is the very coinage of your brain. | 3.4.137 |
| 2521 | This bodiless creation ecstasy | 3.4.138 |
| 2521 | Is very cunning in. | 3.4.139 |
| 2522 | <hamlet> Ecstasy? | 3.4.139 |
| 2523 | {hamlet} My pulse as yours doth temperately keep time | 3.4.140 |
| 2524 | And makes as healthful music. It is not madness | 3.4.141 |
| 2525 | That I have uttered. Bring me to the test, | 3.4.142 |
| 2526 T | And I the matter will reword, which madness | 3.4.143 |
| 2527 | Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, | 3.4.144 |
| 2528 | Lay not {that} <a> flattering unction to your soul | 3.4.145 |
| 2529 | That not your trespass but my madness speaks. | 3.4.146 |
| 2530 | It will but skin and film the ulcerous place | 3.4.147 |
| 2531 | {Whiles} <Whilst> rank corruption mining all within | 3.4.148 |
| 2532 | Infects unseen. Confess yourself to heaven, | 3.4.149 |
| 2533 | Repent whats past, avoid what is to come, | 3.4.150 |
| 2534 | And do not spread the compost {on} <oer> the weeds | 3.4.151 |
| 2535 | To make them {ranker.} <rank.> Forgive me this my virtue, | 3.4.152 |
| 2536 T | For in the fatness of these pursy times | 3.4.153 |
| 2537 | Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg, | 3.4.154 |
| 2538 | Yea, curb and woo for leave to do him good. | 3.4.155 |
| 2539-40 | queen {gertrard} | |
| O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain. | 3.4.156 |
| 2541 | hamlet | |
| O throw away the worser part of it, | 3.4.157 |
| 2542 | And {leave} <live> the purer with the other half. | 3.4.158 |
| 2543 | Good night, but go not to {my} <mine> uncles bed. | 3.4.159 |
| 2544 | Assume a virtue if you have it not. <Refrain tonight,> | 3.4.160 |
| 2544+1 | That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat | 3.4.161 |
| 2544+2 | Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, | 3.4.162 |
| 2544+3 | That to the use of actions fair and good | 3.4.163 |
| 2544+4 | He likewise gives a frock or livery | 3.4.164 |
| 2544+5 T | That aptly is put on. {Refrain tonight,} | 3.4.165 |
| 2545 | And that shall lend a kind of easiness | 3.4.166 |
| 2546 | To the next abstinence. The next more easy; | 3.4.167 |
| 2546+1 | For use almost can change the stamp of nature, | 3.4.168 |
| 2546+2 | And either shamelodge the devil or throw him out | 3.4.169 |
| 2546 | With wondrous potency. Once more, good night. | 3.4.167 |
| 2547 | And when you are desirous to be blessed | 3.4.171 |
| 2548 | Ill blessing beg of you. For this same lord | 3.4.172 |
| 2549 | I do repent, but heaven hath pleased it so | 3.4.173 |
| 2550 | To punish me with this, and this with me, | 3.4.174 |
| 2551 | That I must be their scourge and minister. | 3.4.175 |
| 2552 | I will bestow him and will answer well | 3.4.176 |
| 2553 | The death I gave him. So again, good night. | 3.4.177 |
| 2554 | I must be cruel only to be kind. | 3.4.178 |
| 2555 | {This} <Thus> bad begins and worse remains behind. | 3.4.179 |
| 2555+1 | One word more, good lady. | 3.4.180 |
| 2556 | queen {gertrard} | |
| What shall I do? | 3.4.180 |
| 2557 | hamlet | |
| Not this, by no means, that I bid you do: | 3.4.181 |
| 2558 | Let the {bloat} <blunt> King tempt you again to bed, | 3.4.182 |
| 2559 | Pinch wanton on your cheek, call you his mouse, | 3.4.183 |
| 2560 | And let him for a pair of reechy kisses, | 3.4.184 |
| 2561 | Or paddling in your neck with his damned fingers, | 3.4.185 |
| 2562 | Make you to ravel all this matter out | 3.4.186 |
| 2563 | That I essentially am not in madness | 3.4.187 |
| 2564 | But mad in craft. Twere good you let him know, | 3.4.188 |
| 2565 | For who thats but a queen, fair, sober, wise, | 3.4.189 |
| 2566 | Would from a paddock, from a bat, a gib, | 3.4.190 |
| 2567 | Such dear concernings hide? Who would do so? | 3.4.191 |
| 2568 | No, in despite of sense and secrecy | 3.4.192 |
| 2569 | Unpeg the basket on the houses top, | 3.4.193 |
| 2570 | Let the birds fly and, like the famous ape, | 3.4.194 |
| 2571 | To try conclusions in the basket creep | 3.4.195 |
| 2572 | And break your own neck down. | 3.4.196 |
| 2573 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Be thou assured, if words be made of breath | 3.4.197 |
| 2574 | And breath of life, I have no life to breathe | 3.4.198 |
| 2575 | What thou hast said to me. | 3.4.199 |
| 2576 | hamlet | |
| I must to England, you know {that.}<that?> | 3.4.200 |
| 2577 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Alack, I had forgot. Tis so concluded on. | 3.4.201 |
| 2578 | hamlet | |
| 2577+1 | Theres letters sealed, and my two schoolfellows, | 3.4.202 |
| 2577+2 | Whom I will trust as I will adders fanged, | 3.4.203 |
| 2577+3 | They bear the mandate, they must sweep my way | 3.4.204 |
| 2577+4 | And marshal me to knavery. Let it work. | 3.4.205 |
| 2577+5 | For tis the sport to have the enginer | 3.4.206 |
| 2577+6 | Hoist with his own petard, andt shall go hard | 3.4.207 |
| 2577+7 | But I will delve one yard below their mines | 3.4.208 |
| 2577+8 | And blow them at the moon. Oh, tis most sweet | 3.4.209 |
| 2577+9 | When in one line two crafts directly meet. | 3.4.210 |
| 2578 | This man shall set me packing; | 3.4.211 |
| 2579 | Ill lug the guts into the neighbor room. | 3.4.212 |
| 2580 | Mother, good {night indeed. This} <night. Indeed this> counsellor | 3.4.213 |
| 2581 | Is now most still, most secret and most grave, | 3.4.214 |
| 2582 | Who was in life a {most} foolish prating knave. | 3.4.215 |
| 2583 | Come, sir, to draw toward an end with you. | 3.4.216 |
| 2584 | Good night, mother. | 3.4.217 |
| 2585 | Exit Hamlet tugging in Polonius. | |
| | [4.1] | |
| 2586 | Enter King{, and Queen, with Rosencraus} | 4.1 |
| 2586+1 | {and Guildenstern}. | |
| 2587-8 | king | |
| Theres {matter} <matters> in these {sighs, these} <sighs. These> profound {heaves.} <heaves> | 4.1.1 |
| 2589 | You must translate; tis fit we understand them. | 4.1.2 |
| 2590 | Where is your son? | 4.1.3 |
| 2590+1 | [queen] gertrard | |
| Bestow this place on us a little while. | 4.1.4 |
| 2590+2 | {[Exeunt Rosencraus and Guildenstern.]} | 4.1.4 |
| 2591 | <queen> Ah, {mine own} <my good> lord, what have I seen tonight? | 4.1.5 |
| 2592 | king | |
| What, {Gertrard?} <Gertrude?> How does Hamlet? | 4.1.6 |
| 2593 | queen {gertrard} | |
| Mad as the {sea} <seas> and wind when both contend | 4.1.7 |
| 2594 | Which is the mightier. In his lawless fit, | 4.1.8 |
| 2595 | Behind the arras hearing something stir, | 4.1.9 |
| 2596 | {Whips out his rapier,} <He whips his rapier out, and> cries A rat, a rat! | 4.1.10 |
| 2597 | And in {this} <his> brainish apprehension kills | 4.1.11 |
| 2598 | The unseen good old man. | 4.1.12 |
| 2599 | king | |
| Oh, heavy deed! | 4.1.12 |
| 2600 | It had been so with us had we been there. | 4.1.13 |
| 2601 | His liberty is full of threats to all, | 4.1.14 |
| 2602 | To you yourself, to us, to every one. | 4.1.15 |
| 2603 | Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answered? | 4.1.16 |
| 2604 | It will be laid to us, whose providence | 4.1.17 |
| 2605 | Should have kept short, restrained and out of haunt | 4.1.18 |
| 2606 | This mad young man; but so much was our love, | 4.1.19 |
| 2607 | We would not understand what was most fit, | 4.1.20 |
| 2608 | But, like the owner of a foul disease, | 4.1.21 |
| 2609 | To keep it from divulging, {let} <lets> it feed | 4.1.22 |
| 2610 | Even on the pith of life. Where is he gone? | 4.1.23 |
| 2611 | queen {gertrard} | |
| To draw apart the body he hath killed, | 4.1.24 |
| 2612 | Oer whom { — } his very madness like some ore | 4.1.25 |
| 2613 | Among a mineral of metals base | 4.1.26 |
| 2614 | Shows itself {pure — a} <pure. He> weeps for what is done. | 4.1.27 |
| 2615 | king | |
| O {Gertrard,} <Gertrude,> come away. | 4.1.28 |
| 2616 | The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch | 4.1.29 |
| 2617 | But we will ship him hence, and this vile deed | 4.1.30 |
| 2618 | We must with all our majesty and skill | 4.1.31 |
| 2619-20 | Both countenance and excuse. — Ho, Guildenstern! | 4.1.32 |
| 2619 | (Enter {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and Guildenstern.) | 4.1.32 |
| 2621 | Friends both, go join you with some further aid: | 4.1.33 |
| 2622 | Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain | 4.1.34 |
| 2623 T | And from his mothers closet hath he dragged him. | 4.1.35 |
| 2624 | Go seek him out, speak fair and bring the body | 4.1.36 |
| 2625 | Into the chapel. I pray you haste in this. | 4.1.37 |
| 2625 | Exeunt {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and Guildenstern. | 4.1.37 |
| 2626 | Come, {Gertrard,} <Gertrude,> well call up our wisest friends | 4.1.38 |
| 2627 | {And} <To> let them know both what we mean to do | 4.1.39 |
| 2628 | And whats untimely done. So envious slander | 4.1.40 |
| 2628+1 | Whose whisper oer the worlds diameter, | 4.1.41 |
| 2628+2 | As level as the cannon to his blank, | 4.1.42 |
| 2628+3 | Transports his poisoned shot, may miss our name | 4.1.43 |
| 2628+4 | And hit the woundless air. Oh, come away, | 4.1.42 |
| 2629 | My soul is full of discord and dismay. | 4.1.45 |
| 2629 | Exeunt. | 4.1.45 |
| 2630 | [4.2] | |
| 2630 T | Enter Hamlet. | 4.2 |
| 2631 | hamlet | |
| Safely stowed. | 4.2.1 |
| 2631 | {[Calling within.]} | |
| 2632 | gentlemen (Within.) | |
| Hamlet! Lord Hamlet! | 4.2.2 |
| 2633 | hamlet {But soft.} What noise? Who calls on Hamlet? | 4.2.3 |
| 2634 | Oh, here they come. | 4.2.4 |
| 2634 T | Enter {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and Guildenstern and others. | |
| 2635 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| What have you done, my lord, with the dead body? | 4.2.5 |
| 2636 | hamlet | |
| {Compound} <Compounded> it with dust whereto tis kin. | 4.2.6 |
| 2637 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Tell us where tis that we may take it thence | 4.2.7 |
| 2638 | And bear it to the chapel. | 4.2.8 |
| 2639 | hamlet | |
| Do not believe it. | 4.2.9 |
| 2640 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Believe what? | 4.2.10 |
| 2641-2 | hamlet | |
| That I can keep your counsel and not mine | 4.2.11 |
| 2642-3 | own. Besides, to be demanded of a sponge, what replication | 4.2.12 |
| 2643 | should be made by the son of a king? | 4.2.13 |
| 2644 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Take you me for a sponge, my lord? | 4.2.14 |
| 2645 | hamlet | |
| Ay, sir, that soaks up the Kings countenance, his | 4.2.15 |
| 2646 | rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the King | 4.2.16-7 |
| 2647 T | best service in the end: he keeps them like an {ape an apple} <ape> in | 4.2.17-8 |
| 2648 | the corner of his jaw, first mouthed to be last swallowed. | 4.2.18-9 |
| 2649 | When he needs what you have gleaned, it is but squeezing | 4.2.19-20 |
| 2650 | you and, sponge, you shall be dry again. | 4.2.21 |
| 2651 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| I understand you not, my lord. | 4.2.22 |
| 2652 | hamlet | |
| I am glad of it, a knavish speech sleeps in a | 4.2.23 |
| 2653 | a foolish ear. | 4.2.24 |
| 2654 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| My lord, you must tell us where the body is | 4.2.25 |
| 2655 | and go with us to the King. | 4.2.26 |
| 2656 | hamlet | |
| The body is with the King, but the King is not with the | 4.2.28 |
| 2657 | body. The King is a {thing.} <thing — > | 4.2.28 |
| 2658 | guildenstern | |
| A thing, my lord? | 4.2.29 |
| 2659 | hamlet | |
| Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox and all | 4.2.30-1 |
| 2660 | after. | 4.2.31 |
| 2660 | Exeunt. | |
| | [4.3] | |
| 2661 | Enter King{, and two or three}. | 4.3 |
| 2662 | king | |
| I have sent to seek him and to find the body. | 4.3.1 |
| 2663 | How dangerous is it that this man goes loose! | 4.3.2 |
| 2664 | Yet must not we put the strong law on him: | 4.3.3 |
| 2665 | Hes loved of the distracted multitude, | 4.3.4 |
| 2666 | Who like not in their judgment but their eyes, | 4.3.5 |
| 2667 | And where tis so, th offenders scourge is weighed | 4.3.6 |
| 2668 | But {never} <nearer> the offense. To bear all smooth and even, | 4.3.7 |
| 2669 | This sudden sending him away must seem | 4.3.8 |
| 2670 | Deliberate pause. Diseases desperate grown | 4.3.9 |
| 2671 | By desperate appliance are relieved, | 4.3.10 |
| 2672 | Or not at all. | 4.3.11 |
| 2672 | Enter {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> {[, Guildenstern] and all the rest}. | 4.3.11 |
| 2673 | How now, what hath befallen? | 4.3.11 |
| 2674 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Where the dead body is bestowed, my lord, | 4.3.12 |
| 2675 | We cannot get from him. | 4.3.13 |
| 2676 | king | |
| But where is he? | 4.3.13 |
| 2677-8 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| Without, my lord, guarded, to know your pleasure. | 4.3.14 |
| 2679 | king | |
| Bring him before us. | 4.3.15 |
| 2680 | {rosencraus}<rosencrantz> | |
| {Ho!} <Ho, Guildenstern!> Bring in {the} <my> lord. | 4.3.15 |
| 2681 | Enter Hamlet, guarded by Soldiers <and Guildenstern>. | |
| 2682 | king | |
| Now, Hamlet, wheres Polonius? | 4.3.16 |
| 2683 | hamlet | |
| At supper. | 4.3.17 |
| 2684 | king | |
| At supper, where? | 4.3.18 |
| 2685 | hamlet | |
| Not where he eats but where {a} <he> is eaten. A certain | 4.3.19-20 |
| 2686 | convocation of {politic} worms are een at him. Your worm | 4.3.20-1 |
| 2687 | is your only emperor for diet. We fat all creatures else | 4.3.21-2 |
| 2688 | to fat us, and we fat {ourselves} <ourself> for maggots. Your fat king | 4.3.22-3 |
| 2689 T | and your lean beggar is but variable service: two dishes | 4.3.23-4 |
| 2690 | but to one table — thats the end. | 4.3.24-5 |
| 2690+1 | {king} | |
| {Alas, alas.} | 4.3.26 |
| 2690+2 | {hamlet} | |
| {A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and} | 4.3.28 |
| 2690+3 | {eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.} | 4.3.28 |
| 2691 | king | |
| What dost thou mean by this? | 4.3.29 |
| 2692 | hamlet | |
| Nothing but to show you how a king may go | 4.3. |
| 2693 | a progress through the guts of a beggar. | 4.3.31 |
| 2694 | king | |
| Where is Polonius? | 4.3.32 |
| 2695 | hamlet | |
| In heaven. Send thither to see. If your messenger | 4.3.33-4 |
| 2696 | find him not there, seek him ith other place yourself. | 4.3.34-5 |
| 2697 | But {if} indeed <if> you find him not {within} this month, you | 4.3.35-6 |
| 2698 | shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby. | 4.3.36-7 |
| 2699 | king | |
| Go seek him there. | 4.3.38 |
| 2700 | hamlet | |
| {A} <He> will stay till {you} <ye> come. | 4.3.39 |
| 2700 | [Exeunt Soldiers.] | 4.3.39 |
| 2701 | king | |
| Hamlet, this deed <of thine> for thine especial safety | 4.3.40 |
| 2702 | (Which we do tender as we dearly grieve | 4.3.41 |
| 2703 | For that which thou hast done) must send thee hence{.} | 4.3.42 |
| 2704 | With fiery quickness. Therefore prepare thyself. | 4.3.43 |
| 2705 | The bark is ready and the wind at help, | 4.3.44 |
| 2706 | Th associates tend, and every thing {is} <at> bent | 4.3.45 |
| 2707 | For England. | 4.3.46 |
| 2708 | hamlet | |
| For {England.} <England?> | 4.3.46 |
| 2709 | king | |
| Ay, Hamlet. | 4.3.46 |
| 2710 | hamlet | |
| Good. | 4.3.46 |
| 2711 | king | |
| So is it if thou knewst our purposes. | 4.3.47 |
| 2712 | hamlet | |
| I see a cherub that sees {them.} <him.> But come, for | 4.3.48 |
| 2713 | England. Farewell, dear mother. | 4.3.49 |
| 2714 | king | |
| Thy loving father, Hamlet. | 4.3.50 |
| 2715 | hamlet | |
| My mother: father and mother is man and | 4.3.51-2 |
| 2716 | wife, man and wife is one flesh, <and> so my mother. Come, | 4.3.52 |
| 2717 | for England. | 4.3.53 |
| 2717 | Exit. | 4.3.53 |
| 2718 | king | |
| Follow him at foot, | 4.3.54 |
| 2719 | Tempt him with speed aboard, | 4.3.54 |
| 2720 | Delay it not, Ill have him hence tonight. | 4.3.55 |
| 2721 | Away, for every thing is sealed and done | 4.3.56 |
| 2722 | That else leans on th affair. Pray you make haste. | 4.3.57 |
| 2722 | [Exeunt all but the King.] | 4.3.57 |
| 2723 | And England, if my love thou holdst at aught | 4.3.58 |
| 2724 | As my great power thereof may give thee sense, | 4.3.59 |
| 2725 | Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red | 4.3.60 |
| 2726 | After the Danish sword, and thy free awe | 4.3.61 |
| 2727 | Pays homage to us, thou mayst not coldly set | 4.3.62 |
| 2728 | Our sovereign process, which imports at full | 4.3.63 |
| 2729 | By letters {congruing} <conjuring> to that effect | 4.3.64 |
| 2730 | The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England, | 4.3.65 |
| 2731 | For like the hectic in my blood he rages, | 4.3.66 |
| 2732 | And thou must cure me. Till I know tis done, | 4.3.67 |
| 2733 | Howeer my haps, my joys {will neer begin.} <were nere begun.> | 4.3.68 |
| 2733 | Exit. | 4.3.68 |
| | [4.4] | |
| 2734 | Enter Fortinbras with {his} <an> army [including a Captain] {over the stage}. | 4.4 |
| 2735 | fortinbras | |
| Go, Captain, from me greet the Danish King. | 4.4.1 |
| 2736 | Tell him that by his licence Fortinbras | 4.4.2 |
| 2737 | {Craves} <Claims> the conveyance of a promised march | 4.4.3 |
| 2738 | Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous. | 4.4.4 |
| 2739 | If that his majesty would aught with us, | 4.4.5 |
| 2740 | We shall express our duty in his eye, | 4.4.6 |
| 2741 | And let him know so. | 4.4.7 |
| 2742 | captain | |
| I will dot, my lord. | 4.4.7 |
| 2743 | fortinbras | |
| Go {softly} <safely> on. | 4.4.8 |
| 2743 | Exeunt [all but Captain]. | 4.4.8 |
| 2743+1 | Enter Hamlet, Rosencraus, Guildenstern, etc. | 4.4.9 |
| 2743+2 | hamlet | |
| Good sir, whose powers are these? | 4.4.10 |
| 2743+3 | captain | |
| They are of Norway, sir. | 4.4.11 |
| 2743+4 | hamlet | |
| How purposed, sir, I pray you? | 4.4.12 |
| 2743+5 | captain | |
| Against some part of Poland. | 4.4.13 |
| 2743+6 | hamlet | |
| Who commands them, sir? | 4.4.14 |
| 2743+7 | captain | |
| The nephew to old Norway, Fortinbras. | 4.4.15 |
| 2743+8 | hamlet | |
| Goes it against the main of Poland, sir, | 4.4.16 |
| 2743+9 | Or for some frontier? | 4.4.17 |
| 2743+10 | captain | |
| Truly to speak, and with no addition, | 4.4.18 |
| 2743+11 | We go to gain a little patch of ground | 4.4.19 |
| 2743+12 | That hath in it no profit but the name. | 4.4.20 |
| 2743+13 | To pay five ducats, five, I would not farm it; | 4.4.21 |
| 2743+14 | Nor will it yield to Norway or the Pole | 4.4.22 |
| 2743+15 | A ranker rate, should it be sold in fee. | 4.4.23 |
| 2743+16 | hamlet | |
| Why, then the Polack never will defend it. | 4.4.24 |
| 2743+17 | captain | |
| Yes, it is already garrisoned. | 4.4.25 |
| 2743+18 | hamlet | |
| Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats | 4.4.26 |
| 2743+19 | Will notnow debate the question of this straw. | 4.4.27 |
| 2743+20 | This is th impostume of much wealth and peace | 4.4.28 |
| 2743+21 | That inward breaks and shows no cause without | 4.4.29 |
| 2743+22 | Why the man dies. I humbly thank you, sir. | 4.4.30 |
| 2743+23 | captain | |
| God buy you, sir. | 4.4.30 |
| 2743+23 | [Exit.] | 4.4.30 |
| 2743+24 | rosencraus | |
| Willt please you go, my lord? | 4.4.30 |
| 2743+25 | hamlet | |
| Ill be with you straight. Go a little before. | 4.4.31 |
| [Exeunt all but Hamlet.] | |
| 2743+26 | How all occasions do inform against me | 4.4.32 |
| 2743+27 | And spur my dull revenge. What is a man | 4.4.33 |
| 2743+28 | If his chief good and market of his time | 4.4.34 |
| 2743+29 | Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more. | 4.4.35 |
| 2743+30 | Sure he that made us with such large discourse | 4.4.36 |
| 2743+31 | Looking before and after, gave us not | 4.4.37 |
| 2743+32 | That capability and god-like reason | 4.4.38 |
| 2743+33 | To fust in us unused. Now whether it be | 4.4.39 |
| 2743+34 | Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple | 4.4.40 |
| 2743+35 | Of thinking too precisely on th event | 4.4.41 |
| 2743+36 | (A thought which quartered hath but one part wisdom | 4.4.42 |
| 2743+37 | And ever three parts coward) I do not know | 4.4.43 |
| 2743+38 | Why yet I live to say this things to do, | 4.4.44 |
| 2743+39 | Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and means | 4.4.45 |
| 2743+40 | To dot. Examples gross as earth exhort me: | 4.4.46 |
| 2743+41 | Witness this army of such mass and charge, | 4.4.47 |
| 2743+42 | Led by a delicate and tender prince | 4.4.48 |
| 2743+43 | Whose spirit with divine ambition puffed | 4.4.49 |
| 2743+44 | Makes mouths at the invisible event, | 4.4.50 |
| 2743+45 | Exposing what is mortal and unsure | 4.4.51 |
| 2743+46 | To all that fortune, death and danger dare, | 4.4.52 |
| 2743+47 | Even for an eggshell. Rightly to be great | 4.4.53 |
| 2743+48 | Is not to stir without great argument | 4.4.54 |
| 2743+49 | But greatly to find quarrel in a straw | 4.4.55 |
| 2743+50 | When honours at the stake. How stand I then | 4.4.56 |
| 2743+51 | That have a father killed, a mother stained, | 4.4.57 |
| 2743+52 | Excitements of my reason and my blood, | 4.4.58 |
| 2743+53 | And let all sleep, while to my shame I see | 4.4.59 |
| 2743+54 | The imminent death of twenty thousand men | 4.4.60 |
| 2743+55 | That for a fantasy and trick of fame | 4.4.61 |
| 2743+56 | Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot | 4.4.62 |
| 2743+57 | Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, | 4.4.63 |
| 2743+58 | Which is not tomb enough and continent | 4.4.64 |
| 2743+59 | To hide the slain. Oh, from this time forth | 4.4.65 |
| 2743+60 | My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth. | 4.4.66 |
| 2743+60 | Exit. | |
| | [4.5] | |
| 2744 | Enter {Horatio, [Queen] Gertrard, and a Gentleman.} <Queen and Horatio.> | 4.5 |
| 2745 | queen | |
| I will not speak with her. | 4.5.1 |
| 2746 | {gentleman} <horatio> | |
| She is importunate, | 4.5.2 |
| 2746-7 | Indeed distract. Her mood will needs be pitied. | 4.5.2-3 |
| 2748 | queen | |
| What would she have? | 4.5.3 |
| 2749 | {gentleman} <horatio> | |
| She speaks much of her father, says she hears | 4.5.4 |
| 2750 | Theres tricks ith world, and hems, and beats her heart, | 4.5.5 |
| 2751 | Spurns enviously at straws, speaks things in doubt | 4.5.6 |
| 2752 | That carry but half sense. Her speech is nothing, | 4.5.7 |
| 2753 | Yet the unshaped use of it doth move | 4.5.8 |
| 2754 | The hearers to collection; they {yawn} <aim> at it | 4.5.9 |
| 2755 | And botch the words up fit to their own thoughts, | 4.5.10 |
| 2756 | Which, as her winks and nods and gestures yield them, | 4.5.11 |
| 2757 | Indeed would make one think there {might} <would> be thought, | 4.5.12 |
| 2758 | Though nothing sure, yet much unhappily. | 4.5.13 |
| 2759-60 | {horatio} <queen> | |
| Twere good she were spoken with, for she may strew | |
| 2760-1 | Dangerous conjectures in ill-breeding minds. | |
| 2761 | Let her come in. | 4.5.16 |
| 2761 | {[Exit Gentleman.]} <[Horatio goes to the door.]> | 4.5.16 |
| 2766 | {Enter Ophelia.} | 4.5.16 |
| 2762 | {queen} {To} <To> my sick soul, as sins true nature is, | 4.5.17 |
| 2763 | Each toy seems prologue to some great amiss. | 4.5.18 |
| 2764 | So full of artless jealousy is guilt, | 4.5.19 |
| 2765 | It spills itself in fearing to be {spilt.} <spilt.> | 4.5.20 |
| 2766 | <Enter Ophelia distracted.> | |
| 2767 | ophelia | |
| Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark? | 4.5.21 |
| 2768 | queen | |
| How now, Ophelia? | 4.5.22 |
| 2769 | ophelia | |
| 2769 | (Sings.) | |
| 2769 | How should I your true love know from another one, | 4.5.23-4 |
| 2770 | By his cockle hat and staff, and his sandal shoon. | 4.5.25-6 |
| 2771 | queen | |
| Alas, sweet lady, what imports this song? | 4.5.27 |
| 2772 | ophelia | |
| Say {you,} <you?> nay, pray you, mark. | 4.5.28 |
| 2773 | [Sings.] | |
| 2773 | He is dead and gone, lady, he is dead and gone. | 4.5.29-30 |
| 2774 | At his head a grass-green turf, at his heels a stone. | 4.5.31-2 |
| 2774+1 | {Oh, ho!} | 4.5.33 |
| 2775 | <Enter King.> | |
| 2776 | queen | |
| Nay, but Ophelia — | 4.5.34 |
| 2777 | ophelia | |
| Pray you, mark. | 4.5.35 |
| 2778 | [Sings.] | |
| 2778 | White his shroud as the mountain snow — | 4.5.36 |
| 2775 | {Enter King.} | |
| 2779 | queen | |
| Alas, look here, my lord. | 4.5.37 |
| 2780 | ophelia | |
| 2780 | (Sings.) | |
| 2780 | Larded {all} with sweet flowers | 4.5.38 |
| 2781 | Which bewept to the {ground} <grave> did not go | 4.5.39 |
| 2782 | With true-love showers. | 4.5.40 |
| 2783 | king | |
| How do {you,} <ye,> pretty lady? | 4.5.41 |
| 2784 | ophelia | |
| Well, {good} <God> dild you. They say the owl was | 4.5.42-3 |
| 2785 | a bakers daughter. Lord, we know what we are, but | 4.5.43 |
| 2786 | know not what we may be. God be at your table. | 4.5.44 |
| 2787 | king | |
| Conceit upon her father. | 4.5.45 |
| 2788 | ophelia | |
| Pray <you,> lets have no words of this, but when | 4.5.46 |
| 2789 | they ask you what it means, say you this: | 4.5.47 |
| 2790 | (Sings.) | |
| 2790 | Tomorrow is Saint Valentines Day, | 4.5.48 |
| 2790 | All in the morning betime, | 4.5.49 |
| 2791 | And I a maid at your window | 4.5.50 |
| 2791 | To be your valentine. | 4.5.51 |
| 2792 | Then up he rose, and donned his {cloes,} <clothes,> | 4.5.52 |
| 2792 | And dupped the chamber door, | 4.5.53 |
| 2793 | Let in the maid that out a maid | 4.5.54 |
| 2793 | Never departed more. | 4.5.55 |
| 2794 | king | |
| Pretty Ophelia. | 4.5.56 |
| 2795 | ophelia | |
| Indeed, <la!,> without an oath Ill make an end ont. | 4.5.57 |
| 2796 | [Sings.] | |
| 2796 | By Gis and by Saint Charity, | 4.5.58 |
| 2797 | Alack and fie for shame, | 4.5.59 |
| 2798 | Young men will dot if they come tot, | 4.5.60 |
| 2799 | By Cock they are to blame. | 4.5.61 |
| 2800 | Quoth she, Before you tumbled me | 4.5.62 |
| 2801 | You promised me to wed. | 4.5.63 |
| 2802 | {He answers:} | 4.5.64 |
| 2802 | So would I ha done by yonder sun | 4.5.65 |
| 2803 | An thou hadst not come to my bed. | 4.5.66 |
| 2804 | king | |
| How long hath she been {thus?} <this?> | 4.5.67 |
| 2805 | ophelia | |
| I hope all will be well. We must be patient. | 4.5.68 |
| 2806 | But I cannot choose but weep to think they {would} <should> | 4.5.69 |
| 2807 | lay him ith cold ground. My brother shall know of it. | 4.5.69-71 |
| 2808 | And so I thank you for your good counsel. Come, my | 4.5.71-2 |
| 2809 | coach. Good night, ladies, good night. Sweet ladies, | 4.5.72-3 |
| 2810 | good night, good night. | 4.5.74 |
| 2810 | Exit. | |
| 2811-2 | king | |
| Follow her close. Give her good watch, I pray you. | 4.5.74 |
| 2811-2 | [Exit Horatio.] | |
| 2813 | Oh, this is the poison of deep grief, it springs | 4.5.75 |
| 2814 | All from her fathers death. And now behold — <O Gertrude, Gertrude,> | 4.5.76 |
| 2814+1 | { O Gertrard, Gertrard,} | 4.5.77 |
| 2815 | When sorrows {come,} <comes,> they come not single spies | 4.5.78 |
| 2816 | But in {battalions:} <battalias:> first, her father slain; | 4.5.79 |
| 2817 | Next, your son gone, and he most violent author | 4.5.80 |
| 2818 | Of his own just remove; the people muddied, | 4.5.81 |
| 2819 | Thick and unwholesome in <their> thoughts and whispers | 4.5.82 |
| 2820 | For good Polonius death, and we have done but greenly | 4.5.83 |
| 2821 | In hugger-mugger to inter him; poor Ophelia | 4.5.84 |
| 2822 | Divided from herself and her fair judgment, | 4.5.85 |
| 2823 | Without the which we are pictures, or mere beasts; | 4.5. |
| 2824 | Last, and as much containing as all these, | 4.5.87 |
| 2825 | Her brother is in secret come from France, | 4.5.88 |
| 2826 | {Feeds} <Keeps> on {this} <his> wonder, keeps himself in clouds | 4.5.89 |
| 2827 | And wants not buzzers to infect his ear | 4.5.90 |
| 2828 | With pestilent speeches of his fathers death, | 4.5.91 |
| 2829 T | Wherein necessity, of matter beggared, | 4.5.92 |
| 2830 | Will nothing stick our {person} <persons> to arraign | 4.5.93 |
| 2831 | In ear and ear. O my dear {Gertrard,} <Gertrude,> this | 4.5.94 |
| 2832 | Like to a murdering piece in many places | 4.5.95 |
| 2833 | Gives me superfluous death. | 4.5.96 |
| 2833 | A noise within. | 4.5.96 |
| 2834 | Enter a Messenger. | |
| 2835 | queen | |
| Alack, what noise is this? | 4.5.96 |
| 2836-7 | king | |
| {Attend!} Where {is} <are> my Switzers? Let them guard the door. | 4.5.97-8 |
| 2837 | What is the matter? | 4.5.99 |
| 2838 | messenger | |
| Save yourself, my lord. | 4.5.99 |
| 2839 | The ocean overpeering of his list | 4.5.100 |
| 2840 | Eats not the flats with more impiteousimpetuous haste | 4.5.101 |
| 2841 | Than young Laertes in a riotous head | 4.5.102 |
| 2842 | Oerbears your officers. The rabble call him lord, | 4.5.103 |
| 2843 | And, as the world were now but to begin, | 4.5.104 |
| 2844 | Antiquity forgot, custom not known, | 4.5.105 |
| 2845 | The ratifiers and props of every word, | 4.5.106 |
| 2846 | {The} <They> cry Choose we! Laertes shall be king! | 4.5.107 |
| 2847 | Caps, hands, and tongues applaud it to the clouds: | 4.5.108 |
| 2848 | Laertes shall be king! Laertes king! | 4.5.109 |
| 2849 | queen | |
| How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! | 4.5.110 |
| 2849 | {(A noise within.)} [Exit Messenger.] | 4.1.110 |
| 2850 | Oh, this is counter, you false Danish dogs! | 4.5.111 |
| 2851 | <Noise within.> | |
| 2851 T | Enter Laertes {with Followers}. | |
| 2852 | king | |
| The doors are broke. | 4.5.111 |
| 2853 T | laertes | |
| Where is {this} <the> King? — Sirs, stand you all without. | 4.5.112 |
| 2854 | all [followers] <[Within.]> | |
| No, lets come in. | 4.5.113 |
| 2855 | laertes | |
| I pray you give me leave. | 4.5.114 |
| 2856 | all [followers] <[Within.]> | |
| We will, we will. | 4.5.115 |
| 2857-8 | laertes | |
| I thank you. Keep the door. — | 4.5.116 |
| 2857-8 | {[Exeunt Followers.]} | |
| 2857-8 | O thou vile King, | 4.5.116 |
| 2858 | Give me my father. | 4.5.117 |
| 2859 | queen | |
| Calmly, good Laertes. | 4.5.117 |
| 2860-1 | laertes | |
| That drop of blood {thats calm} <that calms> proclaims me bastard, | 4.5.118 |
| 2862 | Cries cuckold to my father, brands the harlot | 4.5.119 |
| 2863 | Even here between the chaste unsmirched brow | 4.5.120 |
| 2864 | Of my true mother. | 4.5.121 |
| 2865 | king | |
| What is the cause, Laertes, | 4.5.121 |
| 2866 | That thy rebellion looks so giant-like? — | 4.5.122 |
| 2867 | Let him go, {Gertrard,}<Gertrude,> do not fear our person: | 4.5.123 |
| 2868 | Theres such divinity doth hedge a king | 4.5.124 |
| 2869 | That treason can but peep to what it would, | 4.5.125 |
| 2870 | Acts little of his will. — Tell me, Laertes, | 4.5.126 |
| 2871 | Why thou art thus incensed. — Let him go, {Gertrard.}<Gertrude.> — | 4.5.127 |
| 2872 | Speak, man. | 4.5.128 |
| 2873 | laertes | |
| {Where is} <Wheres> my father? | 4.5.129 |
| 2874 | king | |
| Dead. | 4.5.129 |
| 2875 | queen | |
| But not by him. | 4.5.129 |
| 2876 | king | |
| Let him demand his fill. | 4.5.130 |
| 2877 | laertes | |
| How came he dead? Ill not be juggled with. | 4.5.131 |
| 2878 | To hell allegiance, vows to the blackest devil, | 4.5.132 |
| 2879 | Conscience and grace to the profoundest pit! | 4.5.133 |
| 2880 | I dare damnation. To this point I stand, | 4.5.134 |
| 2881 | That both the worlds I give to negligence. | 4.5.135 |
| 2882 | Let come what comes, only Ill be revenged | 4.5.136 |
| 2883 | Most throughly for my father. | 4.5.137 |
| 2884 | king | |
| Who shall stay you? | 4.5.137 |
| 2885 | laertes | |
| My will, not all the {worlds;} <world;> | 4.5.138 |
| 2886 | And for my means Ill husband them so well | 4.5.139 |
| 2887 | They shall go far with little. | 4.5.140 |
| 2888 | king | |
| Good Laertes, | 4.5.140 |
| 2889 | If you desire to know the certainty | 4.5.141 |
| 2890 T | Of your dear {father,} <fathers death,> ist writ in your revenge | 4.5.142 |
| 2891 | That swoopstake you will draw both friend and foe, | 4.5.143 |
| 2892 | Winner and loser? | 4.5.144 |
| 2893 | laertes | |
| None but his {enemies — } <enemies.> | 4.5.145 |
| 2894 | king | |
| Will you know them then? | 4.5.145 |
| 2895 | laertes | |
| To his good friends thus wide Ill ope my arms | 4.5.146 |
| 2896 | And, like the kind life-rendring {pelican,} <politician,> | 4.5.147 |
| 2897 | Repast them with my blood. | 4.5.148 |
| 2898 | king | |
| Why, now you speak | 4.5.148 |
| 2899 | Like a good child and a true gentleman. | 4.5.149 |
| 2900 | That I am guiltless of your fathers death, | 4.5.150 |
| 2901 | And am most {sensibly} <sensible> in grief for it, | 4.5.151 |
| 2902 | It shall as level to your judgment {pear} <pierce> | 4.5.152 |
| 2903 | As day does to your eye. | 4.5.153 |
| 2904 | A noise {within.} <within: Let her come in!> | |
| 2905 | Enter Ophelia {[freeing herself from within]}. | |
| 2904 | {laertes} | |
| {Let her come in.} | 4.5.153 |
| 2906 | <laertes> How now, what noise is that? | 4.5.154 |
| 2907 | O heat{,} dry up my brains. Tears seven times salt | 4.5.155 |
| 2908 | Burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye. | 4.5.156 |
| 2909 | By heaven, thy madness shall be paid {with} <by> weight | 4.5.157 |
| 2910 T | Till our scale {turn} <turns> the beam. O rose of May, | 4.5.158 |
| 2911 | Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia! | 4.5.159 |
| 2912 | O heavens, ist possible a young maids wits | 4.5.160 |
| 2913 | Should be as mortal as {a poor} <an old> mans life? | 4.5.161 |
| 2914 | Nature is fine in love, and where tis fine | 4.5.162 |
| 2915 | It sends some precious instance of itself | 4.5.163 |
| 2916 | After the thing it loves. | 4.5.164 |
| 2917 | ophelia | 4.5.165 |
| 2917 | [Sings.] | |
| 2917 | They bore him bare-faced on the bier, | 4.5.165 |
| 2918 | Hey non nonny, nonny, hey nonny, | 4.5.166 |
| 2919 | And {in} <on> his grave {rained} <rains> many a tear. | 4.5.167 |
| 2920 | Fare you well, my dove. | 4.5.168 |
| 2921 | laertes | |
| Hadst thou thy wits and didst persuade revenge | 4.5.169 |
| 2922 | It could not move thus. | 4.5.170 |
| 2923 | ophelia | |
| You must sing {a-down} <down> a-down, andan you call | 4.5.171-2 |
| 2924 | him a-down-a. Oh, how the wheel becomes it! It is | 4.5.172 |
| 2925 | the false steward that stole his masters daughter. | 4.5.173 |
| 2926 | laertes | |
| This nothings more than matter. | 4.5.174 |
| 2927 | ophelia | |
| Theres rosemary, thats for remembrance. | 4.5.175 |
| 2928 T | {Pray you,} <Pray,> love, remember. And there is pansies, thats for | 4.5.176-7 |
| 2929 | thoughts. | 4.5,177 |
| 2930 | laertes | |
| A document in madness, thoughts and remembrance | 4.5.178 |
| 2931 | fitted. | 4.5.179 |
| 2932 | ophelia | |
| Theres fennel for you, and columbines. Theres | 4.5.180-1 |
| 2933 | rue for you, and heres some for me. We may call it | 4.5.181-2 |
| 2934 | {herb of grace} <herb-grace> o Sundays. {You may} <Oh, you must> wear your rue | 4.5.182-3 |
| 2935 | with a difference. Theres a daisy. I would give you | 4.5.183-4 |
| 2936 | some violets, but they withered all when my father died. | 4.5.184-5 |
| 2937 | They say {a} <he> made a good end. | 4.5.185-6 |
| 2938 | [Sings.] | |
| 2938 | For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy. | 4.5.187 |
| 2939 | laertes | |
| Thought and {afflictions} <affliction>, passion, hell itself | 4.5.188 |
| 2940 | She turns to favor and to prettiness. | 4.5.189 |
| 2941 | ophelia | 4.5.190 |
| 2941 | [Sings.] | |
| 2941 | And will {a} <he> not come again? | 4.5.190 |
| 2942 | And will {a} <he> not come again? | 4.5.191 |
| 2943 | No, no, he is dead — | 4.5.193 |
| 2943 | Go to thy death-bed — | 4.5.193 |
| 2944 | He never will come again. | 4.5.194 |
| 2945 | His beard {was} as white as snow, | 4.5.195 |
| 2946 | {Flaxen} <All flaxen> was his poll. | 4.5.196 |
| 2947 | He is gone, he is gone, | 4.5.197 |
| 2947 | And we cast away moan. | 4.5.198 |
| 2948 | {God a mercy} <Gramercy> on his soul. | 4.5.199 |
| 2949 | And of all {Christians souls.} <Christian souls,> <I pray God.> | 4.5.200 |
| 2950 | God buy {you.} <ye.> | 4.5.200-1 |
| 2950 | Exit. | |
| 2951 T | laertes | |
| Do you see this, {O God?} <you Gods?> | 4.5.202 |
| 2952 | king | |
| Laertes, I must commune with your grief, | 4.5.203 |
| 2953 | Or you deny me right. Go but apart, | 4.5.204 |
| 2954 | Make choice of whom your wisest friends you will, | 4.5. |
| 2955 | And they shall hear and judge twixt you and me. | 4.5.206 |
| 2956 | If by direct, or by collateral hand, | 4.5.207 |
| 2957 | They find us touched, we will our kingdom give, | 4.5.208 |
| 2958 | Our crown, our life, and all that we call ours, | 4.5.209 |
| 2959 | To you in satisfaction; but, if not, | 4.5.210 |
| 2960 | Be you content to lend your patience to us, | 4.5.211 |
| 2961 | And we shall jointly labor with your soul | 4.5.212 |
| 2962 | To give it due content. | 4.5.213 |
| 2963 | laertes | |
| Let this be so. | 4.5.213 |
| 2964 | His means of death, his obscure {funeral} <burial> | 4.5.214 |
| 2965 | (No trophy{,} sword, nor hatchment oer his bones, | 4.5.215 |
| 2966 | No noble rite, nor formal ostentation) | 4.5.216 |
| 2967 | Cry to be heard as twere from heaven to earth | 4.5.217 |
| 2968 | That I must {callt} <call> in question. | 4.5.218 |
| 2969 | king | |
| So you shall, | 4.5.218 |
| 2970 | And, where th offense is, let the great axe fall. | 4.5.219 |
| 2971 | I pray you go with me. | 4.5.220 |
| 2971 | Exeunt. | 4.5.220 |
| | [4.6] | |
| 2972 | Enter Horatio {and others [including a Gentleman].} <with an Attendant.> | 4.6 |
| 2973 | horatio | |
| What are they that would speak with me? | 4.6.1 |
| 2974 | {gentleman} <attendant> | |
| {Sea-faring men,} <Sailors,> sir. They say they have letters for you. | 4.6.2-3 |
| 2975 | horatio | |
| Let them come in. | 4.6.4 |
| 2975 | [{Gentleman goes to the door.} <Exit Attendant.>] | 4.6.4 |
| 2976 | I do not know from what part of the world | 4.6.5 |
| 2977 | I should be greeted{— } if not from Lord Hamlet. | 4.6.6 |
| 2978 | Enter {Sailors.} <Sailor.> | |
| 2979 | sailor | |
| God bless you, sir. | 4.6.7 |
| 2980 | horatio | |
| Let Him bless thee too. | 4.6.8 |
| 2981 | sailor | |
| {A} <He> shall, sir, {an} <ant> please Him. Theres a letter | 4.6.9-10 |
| 2982 | for you, sir; it {came} <comes> from th {ambassador} <ambassadors> that was | 4.6.10-1 |
| 2983 | bound for England — if your name be Horatio, as I am let | 4.6.11-2 |
| 2984 | to know it is. | 4.6.12 |
| 2985 T | horatio | |
| 2985 | Reads the letter. | |
| 2986 | Horatio, when thou shalt have overlooked this, give these | 4.6.13-4 |
| 2987 | fellows some means to the King: they have letters | 4.6.14-5 |
| 2988 | for him. Ere we were two days old at sea, a pirate of very | 4.6.15-6 |
| 2989 | warlike appointment gave us chase. Finding ourselves too | 4.6.16-7 |
| 2990 | slow of sail, we put on a compelled {valor, and in} <valor. In> the grapple I | 4.6.17-8 |
| 2991 | boarded them. On the instant they got clear of our ship, so | 4.6.18-9 |
| 2992 | I alone became their prisoner. They have dealt with me like | 4.6.19-21 |
| 2993 | thieves of mercy, but they knew what they did: I am to do | 4.6.21-2 |
| 2994 | a <good> turn for them. Let the King have the letters I have | 4.6.22-3 |
| 2995 | sent, and repair thou to me with as much {speed} <haste> as thou wouldest | 4.6.23-4 |
| 2996 | fly death. I have words to speak in {thine} <your> ear will make thee | 4.6.24-5 |
| 2997 T | dumb; yet are they much too light for the bore of the matter. | 4.6.25-6 |
| 2998 | These good fellows will bring thee where I am. {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> | 4.6.26-7 |
| 2999 | and Guildenstern hold their course for England; of them | 4.6.28-9 |
| 3000 | I have much to tell thee. Farewell. | 4.6.29 |
| 3001 | {So} <He> that thou knowest thine, | 4.6.30 |
| 3002 | Hamlet. | 4.6.31 |
| 3003 T | Come, I will give you way for these your letters. | 4.6.32 |
| 3004 | And dot the speedier that you may direct me | 4.6.33 |
| 3005 | To him from whom you brought them. | 4.6.34 |
| 3005 T | Exeunt. | 4.6.34 |
| | [4.7] | |
| 3006 | Enter King and Laertes. | 4.7 |
| 3007 | king | |
| Now must your conscience my acquittance seal, | 4.7.1 |
| 3008 | And you must put me in your heart for friend, | 4.7.2 |
| 3009 | Sith you have heard, and with a knowing ear, | 4.7.3 |
| 3010 | That he which hath your noble father slain | 4.7.4 |
| 3011 | Pursued my life. | 4.7.5 |
| 3012 | laertes | |
| It well appears. But tell me | 4.7.5 |
| 3013 | Why you {proceed} <proceeded> not against these feats | 4.7.6 |
| 3014 | So {criminal} <crimeful> and so capital in nature, | 4.7.7 |
| 3015 | As by your safety, {greatness,} wisdom, all things else, | 4.7.8 |
| 3016 | You mainly were stirred up. | 4.7.9 |
| 3017 | king | |
| Oh, for two special reasons | 4.7.9 |
| 3018 | Which may to you perhaps seem much unsinewed, | 4.7.10 |
| 3019 | {But} <And> yet to me {theyre} <they are> strong. The Queen his mother | 4.7.11 |
| 3020 | Lives almost by his looks, and for myself, | 4.7.12 |
| 3021 | My virtue or my plague, be it either which, | 4.7.13 |
| 3022 | {She is} <Shes> so {concliveconjunct} <conjunctive> to my life and soul | 4.7.14 |
| 3023 | That as the star moves not but in his sphere | 4.7.15 |
| 3024 | I could not but by her. The other motive | 4.7.16 |
| 3025 | Why to a public count I might not go | 4.7.17 |
| 3026 | Is the great love the general gender bear him, | 4.7.18 |
| 3027 | Who, dipping all his faults in their affection, | 4.7.19 |
| 3028 | {Work} <Would,> like the spring that turneth wood to stone, | 4.7.20 |
| 3029 | Convert his gyves to graces, so that my arrows, | 4.7.21 |
| 3030 T | Too slightly timbered for so {loved, armed,} <loud a wind,> | 4.7.22 |
| 3031 | Would have reverted to my bow again, | 4.7.23 |
| 3032 | {But} <And> not where I {have aimed} <had armed> them. | 4.7.24 |
| 3033 | laertes | |
| And so have I a noble father lost, | 4.7.25 |
| 3034 | A sister driven into desperate terms, | 4.7.26 |
| 3035 T | {Whose worth,} <Who was,has,> if praises may go back again, | 4.7.27 |
| 3036 | Stood challenger on mount of all the age | 4.7.28 |
| 3037 | For her perfections. But my revenge will come. | 4.7.29 |
| 3038-9 | king | |
| Break not your sleeps for that; you must not think | 4.6.30 |
| 3040 | That we are made of stuff so flat and dull | 4.7.31 |
| 3041 | That we can let our beard be shook with danger | 4.7.32 |
| 3042 | And think it pastime. You shortly shall hear more. | 4.7.33 |
| 3043 | I loved your father, and we love ourself, | 4.7.34 |
| 3044 | And that, I hope, will teach you to imagine — | 4.7.35 |
| 3045 | Enter a Messenger {with letters}. | |
| 3046 | How now? What news? | 4.7.36 |
| 3047 | messenger | |
| Letters, my lord, from Hamlet. | 4.7.36 |
| 3047-8 | {messenger} {These} <This> to your majesty, this to the Queen. | 4.7.37 |
| 3049 | king | |
| From {Hamlet — } <Hamlet?> Who brought them? | 4.7.38 |
| 3050 | messenger | |
| Sailors, my lord, they say. I saw them not. | 4.7.39 |
| 3051 | They were given me by Claudio. He received them<.> | 4.7.40 |
| 3051+1 | Of him that brought them. | 4.7.41 |
| 3052 | king | |
| Laertes, you shall hear them. — | 4.7.41 |
| 3053 | Leave us. | 4.7.42 |
| 3053 | Exit Messenger. | 4.7.42 |
| 3054 | [Reads.] | |
| 3054 | High and mighty, You shall know I am set naked on | 4.7.43-4 |
| 3055 | your kingdom. Tomorrow shall I beg leave to see your kingly | 4.7.44-5 |
| 3056 | eyes, when I shall, first asking {you pardon, thereunto} <your pardon thereunto,> recount | 4.7.456 |
| 3057 | {the occasion} <th occasions> of my sudden <and more strange> return. | 4.7.46-7 |
| 3058 | Hamlet. | 4.7.48 |
| 3059 | What should this mean? Are all the rest come {back,} <back?> | 4.7.49 |
| 3060 | Or is it some {abuse,} <abuse?> {and} <Or> no such thing? | 4.7.50 |
| 3061 | laertes | |
| Know you the hand? | 4.7.51 |
| 3062 | king | |
| Tis Hamlets character. Naked, | 4.7.51 |
| 3062-3 | And in a postscript here he says alone. | 4.7.52 |
| 3063 | Can you {devise} <advise> me? | 4.7.53 |
| 3064 | laertes | |
| {I am} <Im> lost in it, my lord. But let him come: | 4.7.54 |
| 3065 | It warms the very sickness in my heart | 4.7.55 |
| 3066 | That I <shall> live and tell him to his teeth | 4.7.56 |
| 3067 | Thus {didst} <didest> diest thou. | 4.7.57 |
| 3068 | king | |
| If it be so, Laertes — | 4.7.57 |
| 3068-9 | As how should it be so, how otherwise? — | 4.7.58 |
| 3069 | Will you be ruled by me? | 4.7.59 |
| 3070 | laertes | |
| {Ay, my lord, so you will} <If so youll> not oerrule me to a peace. | 4.7.60 |
| 3071 | king | |
| To thine own peace. If he be now returned | 4.7.61 |
| 3072 T | As checking at his voyage, and that he means | 4.7.62 |
| 3073 | No more to undertake it, I will work him | 4.7.63 |
| 3074 | To an exploit, now ripe in my device, | 4.7.64 |
| 3075 | Under the which he shall not choose but fall; | 4.7.65 |
| 3076 | And for his death no wind of blame shall breathe, | 4.7.66 |
| 3077 | But even his mother shall uncharge the practice | 4.7.67 |
| 3078 | And call it accident. | 4.7.68 |
| 3078+1 | laertes | |
| My Lord, I will be ruled, | 4.7.69 |
| 3078+2 | The rather if you could devise it so | 4.7.70 |
| 3078+3 | That I might be the organ. | 4.7.70 |
| 3078+4 | king | |
| It falls right. | 4.7.70 |
| 3078+5 | You have been talked of since your travel much, | 4.7.71 |
| 3078+6 | And that in Hamlets hearing, for a quality | 4.7.72 |
| 3078+7 | Wherein they say you shine. Your sum of parts | 4.7.73 |
| 3078+8 | Did not together pluck such envy from him | 4.7.74 |
| 3078+9 | As did that one, and that in my regard | 4.7.75 |
| 3078+10 | Of the unworthiest siege. | 4.7.76 |
| 3078+11 | laertes | |
| What part is that, my lord? | 4.7.76 |
| 3078+12 | king | |
| A very ribbon in the cap of youth, | 4.7.77 |
| 3078+13 | Yet needful too, for youth no less becomes | 4.7.78 |
| 3078+14 | The light and careless livery that it wears | 4.7.79 |
| 3078+15 | Than settled age his sables and his weeds | 4.7.80 |
| 3078+16 | Importing health and graveness. Two months since | 4.7.81 |
| 3078 | <Some two months hence> | 4.7.81 |
| 3079 | Here was a gentleman of Normandy. | 4.7.82 |
| 3080 | {I have} <Ive> seen myself and served against the French, | 4.7.83 |
| 3081 | And they {can} <ran> well on horseback, but this gallant | 4.7.84 |
| 3082 | Had witchcraft int: he grew {unto} <into> his seat | 4.7.85 |
| 3083 | And to such wondrous doing brought his horse | 4.7.86 |
| 3084 | As had he been incorpsed and demi-natured | 4.7.87 |
| 3085 T | With the brave beast. So far he {topped} <past> my thought | 4.7.88 |
| 3086 | That I in forgery of shapes and tricks | 4.7.89 |
| 3087 | Come short of what he did. | 4.7.90 |
| 3088 | laertes | |
| A Norman wast? | 4.7.90 |
| 3089 | king | |
| A Norman. | 4.7.91 |
| 3090 | laertes | |
| Upon my life, {Lamord.} <Lamound.> | 4.7.92 |
| 3091 | king | |
| The very same. | 4.7.92 |
| 3092 | laertes | |
| I know him well, he is the brooch indeed | 4.7.93 |
| 3093 | And gem of all {the} <our> nation. | 4.7.94 |
| 3094 | king | |
| He made confession of you | 4.7.95 |
| 3095 | And gave you such a masterly report | 4.7.96 |
| 3096 | For art and exercise in your defense, | 4.7.97 |
| 3097 | And for your rapier most {especial,} <especially,> | 4.7.98 |
| 3098 | That he cried out twould be a sight indeed | 4.7.99 |
| 3099 | If one could match {you.}<you, sir.> The scrimers of their nation | 4.7.100 |
| 3099+1 | He swore had neither motion, guard, nor eye, | 4.7.101 |
| 3099+2 | If you opposed them. Sir, this <This> report of his | 4.7.102 |
| 3100 | Did Hamlet so envenom with his envy | 4.7.103 |
| 3101 | That he could nothing do but wish and beg | 4.7.104 |
| 3102 | Your sudden coming oer to play with {you.} <him.> | 4.7.105 |
| 3103 | Now out of this — | 4.7.106 |
| 3104 | laertes | |
| {What} <Why> out of this, my lord? | 4.7.106 |
| 3105 | king | |
| Laertes, was your father dear to you? | 4.7.107 |
| 3106 | Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, | 4.7.108 |
| 3107 | A face without a heart? | 4.7.109 |
| 3108 | laertes | |
| Why ask you this? | 4.7.109 |
| 3109 | king | |
| Not that I think you did not love your father, | 4.7.110 |
| 3110 | But that I know love is begun by time, | 4.7.111 |
| 3111 | And that I see in passages of proof | 4.7.112 |
| 3112 | Time qualifies the spark and fire of it. | 4.7.113 |
| 3112+1 | There lives within the very flame of love | 4.7.114 |
| 3112+2 | A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it, | 4.7.115 |
| 3112+3 | And nothing is at a like goodness still, | 4.7.116 |
| 3112+4 | For goodness growing to a pleurisy | 4.7.117 |
| 3112+5 | Dies in his own too much. That we would do | 4.7.118 |
| 3112+6 | We should do when we would, for this would changes | 4.7.119 |
| 3112+7 | And hath abatements and delays as many | 4.7.120 |
| 3112+8 | As there are tongues, are hands, are accidents, | 4.7.121 |
| 3112+9 | And then this should is like a spendthrifts sigh | 4.7.122 |
| 3112+10 | That hurts by easing. But to the quick of th ulcer: | 4.7.123 |
| 3113 | Hamlet comes back; what would you undertake | 4.7.124 |
| 3114 | To show yourself {in deed} your fathers son <in deed> | 4.7.125 |
| 3115 | More than in words? | 4.7.126 |
| 3116 | laertes | |
| To cut his throat ith church. | 4.7.126 |
| 3117 | king | |
| No place indeed should murder sanctuarize; | 4.7.127 |
| 3118 | Revenge should have no bounds. But, good Laertes, | 4.7.128 |
| 3119 | Will you do this, keep close within your chamber; | 4.7.129 |
| 3120 | Hamlet, returned, shall know you are come home; | 4.7.130 |
| 3121 | Well put on those shall praise your excellence | 4.7.131 |
| 3122 | And set a double varnish on the fame | 4.7.132 |
| 3123 | The Frenchman gave you, bring you in fine together | 4.7.133 |
| 3124 | And wager {oer} <on> your heads. He, being remiss, | 4.7.134 |
| 3125 | Most generous and free from all contriving, | 4.7.135 |
| 3126 | Will not peruse the foils, so that with ease, | 4.7.136 |
| 3127 | Or with a little shuffling, you may choose | 4.7.137 |
| 3128 | A sword unbated, and, in a pass of practice, | 4.7.138 |
| 3129 | Requite him for your father. | 4.7.139 |
| 3130 | laertes | |
| I will dot. | 4.7.139 |
| 3131 T | And for that purpose, Ill anoint my sword. | 4.7.140 |
| 3132 | I bought an unction of a mountebank | 4.7.141 |
| 3133 | So mortal {that,} <I> but {dip} <dipped> a knife in it, | 4.7.142 |
| 3134 | Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare, | 4.7.143 |
| 3135 | Collected from all simples that have virtue | 4.7.144 |
| 3136 | Under the moon, can save the thing from death | 4.7.145 |
| 3137 | That is but scratched withal. Ill touch my point | 4.7.146 |
| 3138 | With this contagion, that if I gall him slightly | 4.7.147 |
| 3139 | It may be death. | 4.7.148 |
| 3140 | king | |
| Lets further think of {this.} <this,> | 4.7.148 |
| 3141 | Weigh what convenience both of time and means | 4.7.149 |
| 3142 T | May fit us to our shape. If this should fail | 4.7.150 |
| 3143 | And that our drift look through our bad performance, | 4.7.151 |
| 3144 | Twere better not essayed; therefore this project | 4.7.152 |
| 3145 | Should have a back or second that might hold | 4.7.153 |
| 3146 | If this {did} <should> blast in proof. Soft, let me see — | 4.7.154 |
| 3147 | Well make a solemn wager on your {cunnings — } <comings — > | 4.7.155 |
| 3148 T | I hat! When in your motion you are hot and dry | 4.7.157 |
| 3149 | (As make your bouts more violent to {that} <the> end) | 4.7.158 |
| 3150 | And that he calls for drink, Ill have {preferred} <prepared> him | 4.7.159 |
| 3151 | A chalice for the nonce, whereon but sipping, | 4.7.160 |
| 3152 | If he by chance escape your venomed stuck, | 4.7.161 |
| 3153 | Our purpose may hold there. {But stay, what noise?} | 4.7.162 |
| 3154 | Enter Queen. | |
| 3153 | How,How now, sweet Queen? | 4.7.162 |
| 3155 | queen | |
| One woe doth tread upon anothers heel, | 4.7.163 |
| 3156 | So fast {they} <theyll> follow. Your sisters drowned, Laertes. | 4.7.164 |
| 3157 | laertes | |
| Drowned! Oh, where? | 4.7.165 |
| 3158 | queen | |
| There is a willow grows {askant the} <aslant a> brook | 4.7.166 |
| 3159 | That shows his {hoary} <hoar> leaves in the glassy stream. | 4.7.167 |
| 3160 | {Therewith} <There with> fantastic garlands did she {make} <come> | 4.7.168 |
| 3161 | Of crowflowers, nettles, daisies and long purples | 4.7.169 |
| 3162 | That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, | 4.7.170 |
| 3163 | But our {cull-cold} <cold> maids do dead mens fingers call them. | 4.7.171 |
| 3164 | There on the pendant boughs her {crownet} <coronet> weeds | 4.7.172 |
| 3165 | Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke, | 4.7.173 |
| 3166 | When down {her} <the> weedy trophies and herself | 4.7.174 |
| 3167 | Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide | 4.7.175 |
| 3168 | And mermaid-like awhile they bore her up, | 4.7.176 |
| 3169 | Which time she chanted snatches of old {lauds} <tunes> | 4.7.177 |
| 3170 | As one incapable of her own distress, | 4.7.178 |
| 3171 | Or like a creature native and endued | 4.7.179 |
| 3172 | Unto that element. But long it could not be | 4.7.180 |
| 3173 T | Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, | 4.7.181 |
| 3174 T | Pulled the poor wretch from her melodious lay | 4.7.182 |
| 3175 | To muddy death. | 4.7.183 |
| 3176 | laertes | |
| Alas, then {she is} <is she> {drowned.} <drowned?> | 4.7.183 |
| 3177 | queen | |
| Drowned, drowned. | 4.7.184 |
| 3178 | laertes | |
| Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, | 4.7.185 |
| 3179 | And therefore I forbid my tears; but yet | 4.7.186 |
| 3180 | It is our trick, nature her custom holds. | 4.7.187 |
| 3181 | Let shame say what it will; when these are gone, | 4.7.188 |
| 3182 | The woman will be out. — Adieu, my lord, | 4.7.189 |
| 3183 | I have a speech {o} <of> fire that fain would blaze | 4.7.190 |
| 3184 | But that this folly {drowns} <doubts> it. | 4.7.191 |
| 3184 | Exit. | 4.7.191 |
| 3185 | king | |
| Lets follow, {Gertrard.}<Gertrude.> | 4.7.191 |
| 3186 | How much I had to do to calm his rage. | 4.7.192 |
| 3187 | Now fear I this will give it start again, | 4.7.193 |
| 3188 | Therefore lets follow. | 4.7.194 |
| 3188 | Exeunt. | 4.7.194 |
| | [5.1] | |
| 3189 | Enter two Clowns. | 5.1 |
| 3190 | [1] clown | |
| Is she to be buried in Christian burial, {when she} <that> | 5.1.1 |
| 3191 | wilfully seeks her own salvation? | 5.1.2 |
| 3192 T | 2 clown | |
| I tell thee she is, <and> therefore make her grave | 5.1.3 |
| 3193 | straight. The crowner hath sat on her and finds it Christian | 5.1.4-5 |
| 3194 | burial. | 5.1.5 |
| 3195 | 1 clown | |
| How can that be, unless she drowned herself | 5.1.6 |
| 3196 | in her own defense? | 5.1.7 |
| 3197 | 2 clown | |
| Why, tis found so. | 5.1.8 |
| 3198 T | 1 clown | |
| It must be {so} <se> offendendo, it cannot be else. For | 5.1.9-10 |
| 3199 | here lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues | 5.1.10-1 |
| 3200 T | an act, and an act hath three branches — it is to | 5.1.11-2 |
| 3201 T | act, to do, <and> to perform; argal, she drowned herself | 5.1.12 |
| 3202 | wittingly. | 5.1.13 |
| 3203 | 2 clown | |
| Nay, but hear you, goodman delver — | 5.1.14 |
| 3204 | 1 clown | |
| Give me leave. Here lies the water — good. | 5.1.15 |
| 3205 | Here stands the man — good. If the man go to this water | 5.1.16 |
| 3206 | and drown himself, it is (will he nill he) he goes. | 5.1.17 |
| 3207 | Mark you {that.} <that?> But if the water come to him and drown | 5.1.17-8 |
| 3208 | him, he drowns not himself. Argal, he that is not | 5.1.18-9 |
| 3209 | guilty of his own death, shortens not his own life. | 5.1.19-20 |
| 3210 | 2 clown | |
| But is this law? | 5.1.21 |
| 3211 | 1 clown | |
| Ay, marry ist, crowners quest law. | 5.1.22 |
| 3212 | 2 clown | |
| Will you ha the truth {ant?} <ont?> If this had not | 5.1.23 |
| 3213 | been a gentlewoman, she should have been buried | 5.1.24 |
| 3214 | out {o} <of> Christian burial. | 5.1.24-5 |
| 3215 | 1 clown | |
| Why, there thou sayst, and the more pity that | 5.1.26-7 |
| 3216 | great folk should have {countnance} <countenance> in this world to | 5.1.27 |
| 3217 | drown or hang themselves more than their {even-Christen.} <even-Christian.> | 5.1.28-9 |
| 3218 | Come, my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen | 5.1.29-30 |
| 3219 | but {gardners,} <gardeners,> ditchers and grave-makers; they hold up | 5.1.30-1 |
| 3220 | Adams profession. | 5.1.31 |
| 3221 | 2 clown | |
| Was he a gentleman? | 5.1.32 |
| 3222 | 1 clown | |
| {A} <He> was the first that ever bore arms. | 5.1.33 |
| 3223 | 2 clown | |
| Why, he had none. | 5.1.34 |
| 3224 | 1 clown | |
| What, art a heathen? How dost thou understand | 5.1.35-6 |
| 3225 | the Scripture? The Scripture says Adam digged. | 5.1.36-7 |
| 3226 | Could he dig without arms? Ill put another question | 5.1.37-8 |
| 3227 | to thee. If thou answerest me not to the purpose, confess | 5.1.38-9 |
| 3228 | {thyself.} <thyself — > | 5.1.39 |
| 3229 | 2 clown | |
| Go to. | 5.1.40 |
| 3230 | 1 clown | |
| What is he that builds stronger than either the | 5.1.41 |
| 3231 | mason, the shipwright, or the carpenter? | 5.1.42 |
| 3232 | 2 clown | |
| The gallows-maker, for that <frame> outlives a | 5.1.43 |
| 3233 | thousand tenants. | 5.1.44 |
| 3234 | 1 clown | |
| I like thy wit well, in good faith, the gallows | 5.1.45 |
| 3235 | does well. But how does it well? It does well to those | 5.1.46-7 |
| 3236 | that do ill. Now, thou dost ill to say the gallows is | 5.1.47-8 |
| 3237 | built stronger than the church; argal, the gallows | 5.1.48 |
| 3238 | may do well to thee. Tot again, come. | 5.1.49 |
| 3239 | 2 clown | |
| Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, | 5.1.50 |
| 3240 | or a carpenter? | 5.1.51 |
| 3241 | 1 clown | |
| Ay, tell me that and unyoke. | 5.1.52 |
| 3242 | 2 clown | |
| Marry, now I can tell. | 5.1.53 |
| 3243 | 1 clown | |
| Tot. | 5.1.54 |
| 3244 | 2 clown | |
| Mass, I cannot tell. | 5.1.55 |
| 3245 | <Enter Hamlet and Horatio afar off.> | |
| 3246 | 1 clown | |
| Cudgel thy brains no more about it, for your | 5.1.56-7 |
| 3247 | dull ass will not mend his pace with beating, and when | 5.1.57-8 |
| 3248 | you are asked this question next, say a grave-maker: the | 5.1.58-9 |
| 3249 | houses <that> he makes lasts till doomsday. Go get thee | 5.1.59-60 |
| 3250 | {in, and} <to Yaughan,> fetch me a {sup} <stoup> of liquor. | 5.1.60 |
| 3250 | Exit 2 Clown. | 5.1. |
| 3251 | (Sings.) | |
| 3252 | In youth when I did love, did love, | 5.1.61 |
| 3253 | Methought it was very sweet | 5.1.62 |
| 3254 | To contract —oh— the time for —a— my behove, | 5.1.63 |
| 3255 | Oh, methought there {—a—} was nothing {—a—} meet. | 5.1.64 |
| 3255+1 | {Enter Hamlet and Horatio.} | |
| 3256 | hamlet | |
| Has this fellow no feeling of his business{?} <that> | 5.1.65 |
| 3257 | {A} <he> sings {in grave-making.} <at grave-making?> | 5.1.66 |
| 3258-9 | horatio | |
| Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness. | 5.1.67-8 |
| 3260 | hamlet | |
| Tis een so. The hand of little employment hath | 5.1.69-70 |
| 3261 T | the daintier sense. | 5.1.70 |
| 3262 T | 1 clown (Sings.) | |
| 3263 | But age with his stealing steps | 5.1.71 |
| 3264 | Hath {clawed} <caught> me in his clutch | 5.1.72 |
| 3265 | And hath shipped me {into} <intil> the land, | 5.1.73 |
| 3266 | As if I had never been such. | 5.1.74 |
| 3266 | [Throws up a skull.] | 5.1.74 |
| 3267 | hamlet | |
| That skull had a tongue in it, and could sing | 5.1.75 |
| 3268 | once. How the knave jowls it to {the} <th> ground, as if {twere} <it were> | 5.1.76-7 |
| 3269 | Cains jawbone, that did the first murder. {This} <It> | 5.1.77-8 |
| 3270 | might be the pate of a politician, which this ass {now} {oerreaches,} <oer-offices,> | 5.1.78-9 |
| 3271 | one that {would} <could> circumvent God, might it not? | 5.1.79-80 |
| 3272 | horatio | |
| It might, my lord. | 5.1.81 |
| 3273-4 | hamlet | |
| Or of a courtier, which could say Good morrow, | 5.1.82-3 |
| 3274-5 | sweet lord, how dost thou, {sweet} <good> lord? This | 5.1.83-4 |
| 3275-6 | might be my Lord Such-a-one, that praised my Lord Such- | 5.1.84-5 |
| 3275-6 | a-Ones horse when {a went} <he meant> to beg it, might it not? | 5.1.85-6 |
| 3277 | horatio | |
| Ay, my lord. | 5.1.87 |
| 3278 | hamlet | |
| Why, een so. And now my Lady Worms, | 5.1.88 |
| 3279 T | {chopless} <chapless> and knocked about the mazard with a sextons | 5.1.89-90 |
| 3280 | spade. Heres fine revolution, {an} <if> we had the trick to | 5.1.90-1 |
| 3281 | seet. Did these bones cost no more the breeding but | 5.1.91-2 |
| 3282 | to play at loggets with {them?} <em?> Mine ache to think | 5.1.92-3 |
| 3283 | ont. | 5.1.93 |
| 3284 T | 1 clown (Sings.) | |
| 3285 | A pickaxe and a spade, a spade, | 5.1.94 |
| 3286 | For and a shrouding-sheet, | 5.1.95 |
| 3287 | Oh, a pit of clay for to be made | 5.1.96 |
| 3288 | For such a guest is meet. | 5.1.97 |
| 3288 | [Throws up another skull.] | |
| 3289 | hamlet | |
| Theres another. WhyWhy, {may} <might> not that be the | 5.1.98 |
| 3290 T | skull of a lawyer? Where be his {quiddities} <quiddits> now, his | 5.1.99 |
| 3291 | {quillities,} <quillets,> his cases, his tenures, and his tricks? Why | 5.1.100-1 |
| 3292 | does he suffer this {mad} <rude> knave now to knock him about | 5.1.101-2 |
| 3293 | the sconce with a dirty shovel, and will not tell him of | 5.1.102-3 |
| 3294 | his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be in s | 5.1.103-4 |
| 3295 | time a great buyer of land, with his statutes, his recognizances, | 5.1.104-5 |
| 3296 | his fines, his double vouchers, his recoveries— | 5.1.105-6 |
| 3297 | Is this the fine of his fines, and the recovery of his recoveries, | 5.1.106-7 |
| 3298 | to have his fine pate full of fine {dirt.} <dirt?> Will <his> | 5.1.107-8 |
| 3299 | vouchers vouch him no more of his purchases and {doubles} <double> | 5.1.108-9 |
| 3300 | <ones too> than the length and breadth of a pair of | 5.1.109-10 |
| 3301 | indentures? The very conveyances of his lands will | 5.1.110-1 |
| 3302 | {scarcely} <hardly> lie in this box, and must {th} <the> inheritor himself | 5.1.111-2 |
| 3303 | have no {more, ha?} <more? Ha?> | 5.1.112 |
| 3304 | horatio | |
| Not a jot more, my lord. | 5.1.113 |
| 3305 | hamlet | |
| Is not parchment made of sheepskins? | 5.1.114 |
| 3306 | horatio | |
| Ay, my lord, and of {calves skins} <calfskins> too. | 5.1.115 |
| 3307 | hamlet | |
| They are sheep and calves {which} <that> seek out assurance | 5.1.116-7 |
| 3308 | in that. I will speak to this fellow. — Whose graves | 5.1.117-8 |
| 3309 | this, {sirrah?} <sir?> | 5.1.118 |
| 3310 | 1 clown | |
| Mine, sir. | 5.1.119 |
| 3311 | [Sings.] | |
| 3311 | {Or} <Oh,> a pit of clay for to be {made —} <made> | 5.1.120 |
| 3312 | For such a guest is meet. | 5.1.121 |
| 3313 | hamlet | |
| I think it be thine indeed, for thou liest int. | 5.1.122 |
| 3314 | 1 clown | |
| You lie out ont, sir, and therefore {tis} <it is> not yours; | 5.1.123 |
| 3315 | for my part I do not lie int, <and> yet it is mine. | 5.1.124 |
| 3316 | hamlet | |
| Thou dost lie int to be int and say {it is} <tis> thine. | 5.1.125-6 |
| 3317 | Tis for the dead, not for the quick; therefore thou | 5.1.126-7 |
| 3318 | liest. | 5.1.127 |
| 3319 | 1 clown | |
| Tis a quick lie, sir, twill away again from me | 5.1.128-9 |
| 3320 | to you. | 5.1.129 |
| 3321 | hamlet | |
| What man dost thou dig it for? | 5.1.130 |
| 3322 | 1 clown | |
| For no man, sir. | 5.1.131 |
| 3323 | hamlet | |
| What woman then? | 5.1.132 |
| 3324 | 1 clown | |
| For none neither. | 5.1.133 |
| 3325 | hamlet | |
| Who is to be buried int? | 5.1.134 |
| 3326 | 1 clown | |
| One that was a woman, sir, but, rest her soul, | 5.1.135-6 |
| 3327 | shes dead. | 5.1.136 |
| 3328 | hamlet | |
| How absolute the knave is! We must speak | 5.1.137 |
| 3329 | by the card, or equivocation will undo us. By the | 5.1.138 |
| 3330 | Lord, Horatio, {this} <these> three years I have {took} <taken> note of it, | 5.1.138-9 |
| 3331 | the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant | 5.1.139-40 |
| 3332 | comes so near the {heel} <heels> of {the} <our> courtier he galls his | 5.1.141 |
| 3333 | kibe. — How long hast thou been <a> grave-maker? | 5.1.141-2 |
| 3334 | 1 clown | |
| Of <all> the days ith year, I came tot that day | 5.1.143-4 |
| 3335 | that our last King Hamlet {overcame} <oercame> Fortinbras. | 5.1.144 |
| 3336 | hamlet | |
| How long is that since? | 5.1.145 |
| 3337 | 1 clown | |
| Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that: | 5.1.146-7 |
| 3338 | it was {that} <the> very day that young Hamlet was born, he | 5.1.147-8 |
| 3339 | that {is} <was> mad and sent into England. | 5.1.148 |
| 3340 | hamlet | |
| Ay, marry, why was he sent into England? | 5.1.149 |
| 3341 | 1 clown | |
| Why, because {a} <he> was mad: {a} <he> shall recover his | 5.1.150-1 |
| 3342 | wits there, or if {a} <he> do not, {tis} <its> no great matter there. | 5.1.151-2 |
| 3343 | hamlet | |
| Why? | 5.1.153 |
| 3344 | 1 clown | |
| Twill not be seen in him<,> {there,} there the men are as | 5.1.154-5 |
| 3345 | mad as he. | 5.1.155 |
| 3346 | hamlet | |
| How came he mad? | 5.1.156 |
| 3347 | 1 clown | |
| Very strangely, they say. | 5.1.157 |
| 3348 | hamlet | |
| How strangely? | 5.1.158 |
| 3349 | 1 clown | |
| Faith, een with losing his wits. | 5.1.159 |
| 3350 | hamlet | |
| Upon what ground? | 5.1.160 |
| 3351 T | 1 clown | |
| Why, here in Denmark. I have been sexton | 5.1.161 |
| 3352 | here, man and boy, thirty years. | 5.1.162 |
| 3353 | hamlet | |
| How long will a man lie ith earth ere he rot? | 5.1.163-4 |
| 3354 | 1 clown | |
| {Faith.} <Ifaith,> if {a} <he> be not rotten before {a} <he> die (as we have | 5.1.165-6 |
| 3355 | many pocky corpses <nowadays> that will scarce hold | 5.1.166 |
| 3356 | the laying in), {a} <he> will last you some eight year, or nine | 5.1.166-7 |
| 3357 | year. A tanner will last you nine year. | 5.1.167-8 |
| 3358 | hamlet | |
| Why he more than another? | 5.1.169 |
| 3359 | 1 clown | |
| Why, sir, his hide is so tanned with his trade that | 5.1.170-1 |
| 3360 | {a} <he> will keep out water a great while; and your water | 5.1.171-2 |
| 3361 | is a sore decayer of your whoreson dead body. Heres a skull | 5.1.172-3 |
| 3362 | now<:> {hath lien you} <this skull has lain> {ith} <in the> earth three and twenty years. | 5.1.173-4 |
| 3363 | hamlet | |
| Whose was it? | 5.1.175 |
| 3364-5 | 1 clown | |
| A whoreson mad fellows it was. Whose do you think it was? | 5.1.176-7 |
| 3366 | hamlet | |
| Nay, I know not. | 5.1.178 |
| 3367 | 1 clown | |
| A {pestilence} <pestlence> on him for a mad rogue! A poured a | 5.1.179-80 |
| 3368 | flagon of Rhenish on my head once. This same skull, | 5.1.180-1 |
| 3369 | sir — this same skull, sir, was{, sir,} Yoricks skull, the Kings jester. | 5.1.181 |
| 3370 | hamlet | |
| This? | 5.1.182 |
| 3371 | 1 clown | |
| Een that. | 5.1.183 |
| 3372 | hamlet | |
| Let me see. Alas, poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio. | 5.1.184 |
| 3373 | A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He | 5.1.185 |
| 3374 | hath {bore} <borne> me on his back a thousand times, and {now} how | 5.1.186-7 |
| 3375 | abhorred {in} my imagination {it} is! My gorge rises at it. Here | 5.1.187-8 |
| 3376 | hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. | 5.1.188-9 |
| 3377 | Where be your jibes now? Your gambols, your | 5.1.189-90 |
| 3378 | songs, your flashes of merriment, that were wont to | 5.1.190-1 |
| 3379 | set the table on a roar? {Not} <No> one now to mock your own | 5.1.191-2 |
| 3380 | {grinning,} <jeering?> quite {chop-fallen.} <chop-fallen?> Now get you to my ladys | 5.1.192-3 |
| 3381 | {table} <chamber> and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this | 5.1.193-4 |
| 3382 | favor she must come. Make her laugh at that. Prithee, | 5.1.194-5 |
| 3383 | Horatio, tell me one thing. | 5.1.195 |
| 3384 | horatio | |
| Whats that, my lord? | 5.1.196 |
| 3385-6 | hamlet | |
| Dost thou think Alexander looked o this fashion | 5.1.197-8 |
| 3386 | ith earth? | 5.1.198 |
| 3387 | horatio | |
| Een so. | 5.1.199 |
| 3388 | hamlet | |
| And smelt so? Pah! | 5.1.200 |
| 3389 | horatio | |
| Een so, my lord. | 5.1.201 |
| 3390-1 | hamlet | |
| To what base uses we may return, Horatio? | 5.1.202 |
| 3391 | WhyWhy, may not imagination trace the noble dust of | 5.1.203 |
| 3392 | Alexander, till {a} <he> find it stopping a bung-hole? | 5.1.204 |
| 3393 | horatio | |
| Twere to consider too curiously to consider so. | 5.1.206 |
| 3394 | hamlet | |
| No, faith, not a jot, but to follow him thither | 5.1.207 |
| 3395 | with modesty enough and likelihood to lead it <as thus>: | 5.1.208 |
| 3396 | Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth | 5.1.209 |
| 3397 | {to} <into> dust, the dust is earth, of earth we make | 5.1.210 |
| 3398 | loam, and why of that loam whereto he was converted | 5.1.210-1 |
| 3399 | might they not stop a beer-barrel? | 5.1.211-2 |
| 3400 | {Imperious} <Imperial> Caesar, dead and turned to clay, | 5.1.213 |
| 3401 | Might stop a hole to keep the wind away. | 5.1.214 |
| 3402 | Oh, that that earth which kept the world in awe | 5.1.215 |
| 3403 | Should patch a wall texpel the {waters} <winters> flaw. | 5.1.216 |
| 3404 | But soft, but soft<,> {awhile,} <aside,> here comes the King. | 5.1.217 |
| 3405 | Enter King, Queen, Laertes, and | 5.1.217 |
| 3405 | [{a Doctor of Divinity,} <a Priest,> after] {the corpse,} <a coffin,> | 5.1.217 |
| 3406 | with Lords Attendant <[and Gentlemen]>. | |
| 3407 | The Queen, the courtiers — who is {this} <that> they follow? | 5.1.218 |
| 3408 | And with such maimed rites? This doth betoken | 5.1.219 |
| 3409 | The corpse they follow did with desperate hand | 5.1.220 |
| 3410 | Fordo it own life. Twas {of} some estate. | 5.1.221 |
| 3411 | Couch we awhile and mark. | 5.1.222 |
| 3411 | [Hamlet and Horatio stand aside.] | |
| 3412 | laertes | |
| What ceremony else? | 5.1.223 |
| 3413 | hamlet | |
| That is Laertes, a very noble youth. Mark. | 5.1.224 |
| 3414 | laertes | |
| What ceremony else? | 5.1.225 |
| 3415 | {doctor} <priest> | |
| Her obsequies have been as far enlarged | 5.1.262 |
| 3416 | As we have {warranty.} <warrantise.> Her death was doubtful, | 5.1.227 |
| 3417 | And but that great command oersways the order, | 5.1.228 |
| 3418 | She should in ground unsanctified {been} <have> lodged | 5.1.229 |
| 3419 | Till the last trumpet: for charitable {prayers,} <prayer,> | 5.1.230 |
| 3420 | {Flints} <Shards, flints> and pebbles should be thrown on her; | 5.1.231 |
| 3421 | Yet here she is allowed her virgin {crants,} <rites,> | 5.1.232 |
| 3422 | Her maiden strewments and the bringing home | 5.1.233 |
| 3423 | Of bell and burial. | 5.1.234 |
| 3424 | laertes | |
| Must there no more be done? | 5.1.235 |
| 3425 | {doctor} <priest> | |
| No more be done. | 5.1.235 |
| 3426 | We should profane the service of the dead | 5.1.236 |
| 3427 | To sing {a} <sage> requiem and such rest to her | 5.1.237 |
| 3428 | As to peace-parted souls. | 5.1.238 |
| 3429 | laertes | |
| Lay her ith earth, | 5.1.238 |
| 3430 | And from her fair and unpolluted flesh | 5.1.239 |
| 3431 | May violets spring. — I tell thee, churlish priest, | 5.1.240 |
| 3432 | A ministering angel shall my sister be | 5.1.241 |
| 3433 | When thou liest howling. | 5.1.242 |
| 3434 | hamlet | |
| What, the fair Ophelia? | 5.1.242 |
| 3435 | queen | |
| Sweets to the sweet. Farewell. | 5.1.243 |
| 3436 | I hoped thou shouldst have been my Hamlets wife. | 5.1.244 |
| 3437 | I thought thy bride-bed to have decked, sweet maid, | 5.1.245 |
| 3438 | And not {have} <thave> strewed thy grave. | 5.1.246 |
| 3439 T | laertes | |
| Oh, {treble woe} <terrible woes> | 5.1.246 |
| 3440 | Fall ten times {double} <treble> on that cursed head | 5.1.247 |
| 3441 | Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense | 5.1.248 |
| 3442 | Deprived thee of! — Hold off the earth awhile, | 5.1.249 |
| 3443 | Till I have caught her once more in mine arms. | 5.1.250 |
| 3444 | Leaps in the grave. | |
| 3445 | Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead | 5.1.251 |
| 3446 | Till of this flat a mountain you have made | 5.1.252 |
| 3447 | {T oretop} <To oretop> old Pelion or the skyish head | 5.1.253 |
| 3448 | Of blue Olympus. | 5.1.254 |
| 3449 | hamlet | |
| What is he whose {grief} <griefs> | 5.1.254 |
| 3450 | Bears such an emphasis, whose phrase of sorrow | 5.1.255 |
| 3451 T | Conjures the wandering stars and makes them stand | 5.1.256 |
| 3452 | Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I, | 5.1.257 |
| 3453 | Hamlet the Dane. | 5.1.258 |
| 3454 | laertes Leaps out and grapples with him. | |
| The devil take thy soul! | 5.1.259 |
| 3455 | hamlet | |
| Thou prayst not well. | 5.1.259 |
| 3456 | I prithee take thy fingers from my throat, | 5.1.260 |
| 3457 | {For,} <Sir,> though I am not splenative <and> rash, | 5.1.261 |
| 3458 | Yet have I {in me} something <in me> dangerous | 5.1.262 |
| 3459 | Which let thy {wisdom} <wiseness> fear. {Hold off} <Away> thy hand — | 5.1.263 |
| 3460 | king | |
| Pluck them asunder. | 5.1.264 |
| 3461 | queen | |
| Hamlet! Hamlet! | 5.1.264 |
| 3461+1 | {all [lords]} | |
| {Gentlemen!} | 5.1.264 |
| 3462 | {horatio} <gentlemengentleman> | |
| Good my lord, be quiet. | 5.1.265 |
| 3462 | Attendants part them. | 5.1.265 |
| 3463 | hamlet | |
| Why, I will fight with him upon this theme | 5.1.266 |
| 3464 | Until my eyelids will no longer wag. | 5.1.267 |
| 3465 | queen | |
| O my son, what theme? | 5.1.268 |
| 3466 | hamlet | |
| I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers | 5.1.269 |
| 3467 | Could not with all their quantity of love | 5.1.270 |
| 3468 | Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her? | 5.1.271 |
| 3469 | king | |
| Oh, he is mad, Laertes. | 5.1.272 |
| 3470 | queen | |
| For love of God, forbear him. | 5.1.273 |
| 3471 | hamlet | |
| {Swounds,} <Come,> show me what {thout} <thoult> do: | 5.1.274 |
| 3472 | Woult weep, woult fight, {woult fast,} woult tear thyself, | 5.1.275 |
| 3473 | Woult drink up eisel, eat a crocodile? | 5.1.276 |
| 3474 | Ill dot. Dost <thou> come here to whine? | 5.1.277 |
| 3475 | To outface me with leaping in her grave? | 5.1.278 |
| 3476 | Be buried quick with her, and so will I. | 5.1.279 |
| 3477 | And if thou prate of mountains, let them throw | 5.1.280 |
| 3478 | Millions of acres on us, till our ground, | 5.1.281 |
| 3479 | Singeing his pate against the burning zone, | 5.1.282 |
| 3480 | Make Ossa like a wart. Nay, an thoult mouth, | 5.1.283 |
| 3481 | Ill rant as well as thou. | 5.1.284 |
| 3482 | {queen} <king> | |
| This is mere madness, | 5.1.284 |
| 3483 T | And thus awhile the fit will work on him. | 5.1.285 |
| 3484 | Anon, as patient as the female dove | 5.1.286 |
| 3485 | When that her golden {couplets} <couplet> are disclosed, | 5.1.287 |
| 3486 | His silence will sit drooping. | 5.1.288 |
| 3487 | hamlet | |
| Hear you, sir, | 5.1.288 |
| 3488 | What is the reason that you use me thus? | 5.1.289 |
| 3489 | I loved you ever — but it is no matter. | 5.1.290 |
| 3490 | Let Hercules himself do what he may, | 5.1.291 |
| 3491 | The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. | 5.1.292 |
| 3491 | Exit. | 5.1.292 |
| 3492 | king | |
| I pray {thee,} <you,> good Horatio, wait upon him. | 5.1.293 |
| 3492 T | Exit Horatio. | 5.1.293 |
| 3493 T | To Laertes. Strengthen your patience in our last nights speech, | 5.1.294 |
| 3494 | Well put the matter to the present push. — | 5.1.295 |
| 3495 | Good {Gertrard,}<Gertrude,> set some watch over your son. | 5.1.296 |
| 3496 | This grave shall have a living monument. | 5.1.297 |
| 3497 | An hour of quiet {thereby} <shortly> shall we see; | 5.1.298 |
| 3498 | Till then in patience our proceeding be. | 5.1.299 |
| 3498 | Exeunt. | 5.1.299 |
| | [5.2] | |
| 3499 | Enter Hamlet and Horatio. | 5.2 |
| 3500 | hamlet | |
| So much for this, sir. Now {shall you} <let me> see the other. | 5.2.1 |
| 3501 | You do remember all the circumstance? | 5.2.2 |
| 3502 | horatio | |
| Remember it, my lord? | 5.2.3 |
| 3503 | hamlet | |
| Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting | 5.2.4 |
| 3504 T | That would not let me sleep. Methought I lay | 5.2.5 |
| 3505 T | Worse than the mutines in the bilboes. Rashly — | 5.2.6 |
| 3506 | And {praised} <praise> be rashness for it — let us know | 5.2.7 |
| 3507 | Our indiscretion {sometime} <sometimes> serves us well | 5.2.8 |
| 3508 | When our {deep} <dear> plots do {fall,} <pall,> and that should {learn} <teach> us | 5.2.9 |
| 3509 | Theres a divinity that shapes our ends, | 5.2.10 |
| 3510 | Rough-hew them how we will — | 5.2.11 |
| 3511 | horatio | |
| That is most certain. | 5.2.11 |
| 3512 | hamlet | |
| Up from my cabin, | 5.2.12 |
| 3513 | My sea-gown scarfed about me, in the dark | 5.2.13 |
| 3514 | Groped I to find out them, had my desire, | 5.2.14 |
| 3515 | Fingered their packet, and in fine withdrew | 5.2.15 |
| 3516 | To mine own room again, making so bold, | 5.2.16 |
| 3517 | My fears forgetting manners, to {unfold} <unseal> | 5.2.17 |
| 3518 | Their grand commission; where I found, Horatio, | 5.2.18 |
| 3519 | {AAh,} <Oh,> royal {knavery,}<knavery! —> an exact command | 5.2.19 |
| 3520 | Larded with many several sorts of {reasons} <reason> | 5.2.20 |
| 3521 | Importing Denmarks health, and Englands too, | 5.2.21 |
| 3522 | With ho! such bugs and goblins in my life | 5.2.22 |
| 3523 | That on the supervise, no leisure bated | 5.2.23 |
| 3524 | (No, not to stay the grinding of the axe), | 5.2.24 |
| 3525 | My head should be struck off. | 5.2.25 |
| 3526 | horatio | |
| Ist possible? | 5.2.25 |
| 3527 | hamlet | |
| Heres the commission; read it at more leisure. | 5.2.26 |
| 3528 | But wilt thou hear {now} <me> how I did proceed? | 5.2.27 |
| 3529 | horatio | |
| I beseech you. | 5.2.28 |
| 3530 | hamlet | |
| Being thus benetted round with villains,villainies, | 5.2.29 |
| 3531 | {(Or} <(Ere> I could make a prologue to my brains, | 5.2.30 |
| 3532 | They had begun the play) I sat me down, | 5.2.31 |
| 3533 | Devised a new commission, wrote it fair — | 5.2.32 |
| 3534 | I once did hold it as our statists do, | 5.2.33 |
| 3535 | A baseness to write fair, and labored much | 5.2.34 |
| 3536 | How to forget that learning, but, sir, now | 5.2.35 |
| 3537 | It did me yeomans service. Wilt thou know | 5.2.36 |
| 3538 | {Th effect} <The effects> of what I wrote? | 5.2.37 |
| 3539 | horatio | |
| Ay, good my lord. | 5.2.37 |
| 3540 | hamlet | |
| An earnest conjuration from the King, | 5.2.38 |
| 3541 | As England was his faithful tributary, | 5.2.39 |
| 3542 | As love between them {like} <as> the palm {might} <should> flourish, | 5.2.40 |
| 3543 | As peace should still her wheaten garland wear | 5.2.41 |
| 3544 | And stand a comma tween their amities, | 5.2.42 |
| 3545 | And many such-like {as, sir,} <ases> of great charge, | 5.2.43 |
| 3546 | That on the view and {knowing} <know> of these contents | 5.2.44 |
| 3547 | Without debatement further more or less | 5.2.45 |
| 3548 | He should {those} <the> bearers put to sudden death, | 5.2.46 |
| 3549 | Not shriving time allowed. | 5.2.47 |
| 3550 | horatio | |
| How was this sealed? | 5.2.47 |
| 3551 | hamlet | |
| Why, even in that was heaven {ordinant:} <ordinate:> | 5.2.48 |
| 3552 | I had my fathers signet in my purse | 5.2.49 |
| 3553 | (Which was the model of that Danish seal), | 5.2.50 |
| 3554 | Folded the writ up in {the} form of {th} <the> other, | 5.2.51 |
| 3555 T | Subscribed it, gavet th impression, placed it safely, | 5.2.52 |
| 3556 | The changeling never known. Now the next day | 5.2.53 |
| 3557 T | Was our sea-fight, and what to this was {sequent} <cement> | 5.2.54 |
| 3558 | Thou knowst already. | 5.2.55 |
| 3559 | horatio | |
| So Guildenstern and {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> go tot. | 5.2.56 |
| 3560 | hamlet | |
| Why man, they did make love to this employment. | 5.2.57 |
| 3561 T | {hamlet} They are not near my conscience. Their defeat | 5.2.58 |
| 3562 | {Does} <Doth> by their own insinuation grow. | 5.2.59 |
| 3563 | Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes | 5.2.60 |
| 3564 | Between the pass and fell incensed points | 5.2.61 |
| 3565 | Of mighty opposites. | 5.2.62 |
| 3566 | horatio | |
| Why, what a king is this! | 5.2.62 |
| 3567 | hamlet | |
| Does it not, {think} <thinkst> thee, stand me now upon? | 5.2.63 |
| 3568 | He that hath killed my King and whored my mother, | 5.2.64 |
| 3569 | Popped in between th election and my hopes, | 5.2.65 |
| 3570 | Thrown out his angle for my proper life, | 5.2.66 |
| 3571 | And with such cozenage — ist not perfect {conscience?} <conscience> | 5.2.67 |
| 3572 | To quit him with this arm? And ist not to be damned | 5.2.68 |
| 3573 | To let this canker of our nature come | 5.2.69 |
| 3574 | In further evil? | 5.2.60 |
| 3575 | horatio | |
| It must be shortly known to him from England | 5.2.70 |
| 3576 | What is the issue of the business there. | 5.2.71 |
| 3577-8 | hamlet | |
| It will be short. The interims mine, | 5.2.72 |
| 3578-9 | And a mans lifes no more than to say one. | 5.2.73 |
| 3579 | But I am very sorry, good Horatio, | 5.2.74 |
| 3580 | That to Laertes I forgot myself, | 5.2.75 |
| 3581 | For by the image of my cause I see | 5.2.76 |
| 3582 | The portraiture of his. Ill countcourt his favours; | 5.2.77 |
| 3583 | But sure the bravery of his grief did put me | 5.2.78 |
| 3584 | Into a towering passion. | 5.2.79 |
| 3585 | horatio | |
| Peace, who comes here? | 5.2.80 |
| 3586 | Enter <young> Osric {, a Courtier}. | |
| 3587 | {courtier} osric | |
| Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark. | 5.2.81 |
| 3588 | hamlet | |
| I{, humble,} <humbly> thank you, sir. — | 5.2.82 |
| 3588 | Dost know this water-fly? | 5.2.82 |
| 3589 | horatio | |
| No, my good lord. | 5.2.83 |
| 3590 | hamlet | |
| Thy state is the more gracious, for tis a vice to | 5.2.84 |
| 3591 | know him. He hath much land and fertile. Let a beast | 5.2.85-6 |
| 3592 | be lord of beasts and his crib shall stand at the kings | 5.2.86-7 |
| 3593 T | mess. Tis a choughchuff but, as I say, spacious in the possession | 5.2.87-8 |
| 3594 | of dirt. | 5.2.88 |
| 3595 | {courtier} osric | |
| Sweet lord, if your {lordship} <friendship> were at leisure, | 5.2.89 |
| 3596 | I should impart a thing to you from his majesty. | 5.2.90 |
| 3597-8 | hamlet | |
| I will receive it{, sir,} with all dilligence of spirit — <put> | 5.2.91-2 |
| 3598 | your bonnet to his right use: tis for the head. | 5.2.92-3 |
| 3599 | {courtier} osric | |
| I thank your lordship, {it is} <tis> very hot. | 5.2.94 |
| 3600 | hamlet | |
| No, believe me, tis very cold, the wind is | 5.2.95 |
| 3601 | northerly. | 5.2.96 |
| 3602 | {courtier} osric | |
| It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed. | 5.2.97 |
| 3603 T | hamlet | |
| {But yet methinks} <Methinks> it is very sultry and {hot, or} <hot for> my | 5.2.98-9 |
| 3604 | {complexion — } <complexion.> | 5.2.99 |
| 3605 | {courtier} osric | |
| Exceedingly, my lord, it is very sultry, as twere — | 5.2.100-1 |
| 3606 | I cannot tell how. {My} <But my> lord, his majesty bade me signify | 5.2.101-2 |
| 3607 | to you that {a} <he> has laid a great wager on your head. | 5.2.102-3 |
| 3608 | Sir, this is the matter — | 5.2.103 |
| 3609 | hamlet | |
| I beseech you remember. | 5.2.104 |
| 3610 | {courtier} osric | |
| Nay, {good my lord,} <in good faith,> for {my} <mine> ease, in good faith. Sir, here is newly | 5.2.105-6 |
| 3610+1 T | come to court Laertes — believe me, an absolute gentleman, full of most | 5.2.106-7 |
| 3610+2 | excellent differences, of very soft society, and great showing. Indeed, | 5.2.107-8 |
| 3610+3 | to speak sellinglyfeelingly of him, he is the card or calendar of gentry; | 5.2.109-10 |
| 3610+4 | for you shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman | 5.2.110-1 |
| 3610+5 | would see. | 5.2.111 |
| 3610+6 | hamlet | |
| Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you, though I | 5.2.112-3 |
| 3610+7 | know to divide him inventorially would dozydizzy tharithmetic of | 5.2.113-4 |
| 3610+8 | memory, and yet but yawraw neither, in respect of his quick sail. But, | 5.2.114-5 |
| 3610+9 | in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul of great article | 5.2.115-7 |
| 3610+10 | and his infusion of such dearth and rareness as, to make true diction | 5.2.117-8 |
| 3610+11 | of him, his semblable is his mirror, and who else would trace him, his | 5.2.118-9 |
| 3610+12 | umbrage, nothing more. | 5.2.120 |
| 3610+13 | courtier [osric] | |
| Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him. | 5.2.121 |
| 3610+14 | hamlet | |
| The concernancy, sir — Why do we wrap the gentleman in | 5.2.122-3 |
| 3610+15 | our more rawer breath? | 5.2.123 |
| 3610+16 | courtier [osric] | |
| Sir? | 5.2.124 |
| 3610+17 | horatio | |
| Ist not possible to understand in another tongue? You will | 5.2.125-6 |
| 3610+18 | dot,tot, sir, really. | 5.2.126 |
| 3610+19 | hamlet | |
| What imports the nomination of this gentleman? | 5.2.127 |
| 3610+20 | courtier [osric] | |
| Of Laertes? | 5.2.129 |
| 3610+21 | horatio | |
| His purse is empty already: all s golden words are spent. | 5.2.130-1 |
| 3610+22 | hamlet | |
| Of him, sir. | 5.2.132 |
| 3610+23 | courtier [osric] | |
| I know you are not ignorant — | 5.2.133 |
| 3610+24 | hamlet | |
| I would you did, sir. Yet, in faith, if you did, it would not | 5.2.134-5 |
| 3610+25 | much approve me. Well, sir. | 5.2.135 |
| 3611 | courtier [osric] {You} <Sir, you> are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes {is— } <is at> | 5.2.136-7 |
| 3612 | <his weapon.> | 5.2.137 |
| 3612+1 | hamlet | |
| I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with | 5.2.138-9 |
| 3612+2 | him in excellence. But to know a man well were to know himself. | 5.2.139-40 |
| 3612+3 T | courtier [osric] | |
| I mean, sir, for his weapon. But in the imputation laid on | 5.2.141-2 |
| 3612+4 | him by them in his meed hes unfellowed. | 5.2.142 |
| 3613 | hamlet | |
| Whats his weapon? | 5.2.144 |
| 3614 | {courtier} osric | |
| Rapier and dagger. | 5.2.145 |
| 3615 | hamlet | |
| Thats two of his weapons — but well. | 5.2.146 |
| 3616 T | {courtier} osric | |
| The King, sir, {hath wagered} <has waged> with him six Barbary horses, | 5.2.147-8 |
| 3617 | against the which he {has impawned,} <imponed,> as I take it, six French | 5.2.148-9 |
| 3618 | rapiers and poinards, with their assigns, as girdle, | 5.2.149-50 |
| 3619 | {hanger and} <hangers or> so. Three of the carriages, in faith, are very | 5.2.150-1 |
| 3620 | dear to fancy, very responsive to the hilts, most delicate | 5.2.151-2 |
| 3621 | carriages, and of very liberal conceit. | 5.2.152-3 |
| 3622 | hamlet | |
| What call you the carriages? | 5.2.154 |
| 3622+1 | horatio | |
| I knew you must be edified by the margin ere you had | 5.2.155-6 |
| 3622+2 | done. | 5.2.156 |
| 3623 T | {courtier} osric | |
| The carriages, sir, are the hangers. | 5.2.157 |
| 3624 | hamlet | |
| The phrase would be more germane to the | 5.2.158 |
| 3625 | matter if we could carry {a} cannon by our sides. I would | 5.2.159-60 |
| 3626 T | it might be hangers till then. But on. Six Barbary horses | 5.2.160-1 |
| 3627 | against six French swords, their assigns and three | 5.2.161-2 |
| 3628 | liberal-conceited carriages: thats the French {bet} <but> against | 5.2.162-3 |
| 3629 | the Danish. Why is this { — all} <imponed as> you call it? | 5.2.163-4 |
| 3630 | {courtier} osric | |
| The King, sir, hath laid{, sir,} that in a dozen passes between | 5.2.165-6 |
| 3631 | {yourself} <you> and him he shall not exceed you three hits; | 5.2.166-7 |
| 3632 T | he hath {laid on} <ont> twelve for nine, and {it} <that> would come to | 5.2.167-8 |
| 3633 | immediate trial, if your lordship would vouchsafe the | 5.2.168-9 |
| 3634 | answer. | 5.2.169 |
| 3635 | hamlet | |
| How if I answer no? | 5.2.170 |
| 3636 | {courtier} osric | |
| I mean, my lord, the opposition of your person | 5.2.171 |
| 3637 | in trial. | 5.2.172 |
| 3638 | hamlet | |
| Sir, I will walk here in the hall. If it please | 5.2.173 |
| 3639 | his majesty, {it is} <tis> the breathing time of day with me. Let | 5.2.174-5 |
| 3640 | the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the | 5.2.175-6 |
| 3641 | King hold his purpose — I will win for him {an} <if> I can; if not, | 5.2.176-7 |
| 3642 | not, {I will} <Ill> gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits. | 5.2.177-8 |
| 3643 | {courtier} osric | |
| Shall I {deliver} <redeliver> you <een> so? | 5.2.179 |
| 3644 | hamlet | |
| To this effect, sir, after what flourish your nature | 5.2.180-1 |
| 3645 | will. | 5.2.181 |
| 3646 | {courtier} osric | |
| I commend my duty to your lordship. | 5.2.182 |
| 3646 | [Exit.] | |
| 3647 | hamlet | |
| {Yours. Does} <Yours, yours. He does> well to commend it | 5.2.183-4 |
| 3648 | himself, there are no tongues else fors {turn.} <tongue.> | 5.2.184 |
| 3649 | horatio | |
| This lapwing runs away with the shell on his | 5.2.185 |
| 3650 | head. | 5.2.186 |
| 3651 | hamlet | |
| {A} <He> did {so, sir,} <comply> with his dug before {a} <he> | 5.2.187 |
| 3652 T | sucked it. Thus {has} <had> he, and many more of the same {breed} <beavy> | 5.2.188-9 |
| 3653 | that I know the drossy age dotes on, only got the tune of | 5.2.189-90 |
| 3654 | the time {and, out of an} <and outward> habit of encounter, a kind of | 5.2.190-1 |
| 3655 | {histy} <yeasty> collection, which carries them through and through | 5.2.191-2 |
| 3656 | the most {profaneprofound} <fondfanned> and winnowed opinions; and do but blow | 5.2.192-3 |
| 3657 | them to their {trial,} <trials,> the bubbles are out. | 5.2.193-4 |
| 3657+1 | Enter a Lord. | |
| 3657+2 | lord | |
| My lord, his majesty commended him to you by young | 5.2.195-6 |
| 3657+3 T | Osric, who brings back to him that you attend him in the hall. | 5.2.196-7 |
| 3657+4 | He sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, or that | 5.2.197-8 |
| 3657+5 | you will take longer time? | 5.2.198-9 |
| 3657+6 | hamlet | |
| I am constant to my purposes, they follow the Kings pleasure. | 5.2.200-1 |
| 3657+7 | If his fitness speaks, mine is ready: now or whensoever, provided | 5.2.201-2 |
| 3657+8 | I be so able as now. | 5.2.202 |
| 3657+9 | lord | |
| The King and Queen and all are coming down. | 5.2.203-4 |
| 3657+10 | hamlet | |
| In happy time. | 5.2.205 |
| 3657+11 | lord | |
| The Queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment | 5.2.206-7 |
| 3657+12 | to Laertes before you fall to play. | 5.2.207 |
| 3657+13 | hamlet | |
| She well instructs me. | 5.2.208 |
| 3657+13 | [Exit Lord.] | |
| 3658 | horatio | |
| You will {lose,} <lose this wager,> my lord. | 5.2.209 |
| 3659 | hamlet | |
| I do not think so; since he went into France, | 5.2.210 |
| 3660 | I have been in continual practice. I shall win at the | 5.2.211 |
| 3661 | odds. {Thou wouldst} <But thou wouldest> not think how {ill alls} <all> here about | 5.2.212 |
| 3662 | my heart — but it is no matter. | 5.2.213 |
| 3663 | horatio | |
| Nay, good my lord — | 5.2.214 |
| 3664 | hamlet | |
| It is but foolery, but it is such a kind of | 5.2.215 |
| 3665 T | gaingiving as would perhaps trouble a woman. | 5.2.216 |
| 3666 | horatio | |
| If your mind dislike anything, obey {it}. I will forestall | 5.2.217-8 |
| 3667 | their repair hither and say you are not fit. | 5.2.218 |
| 3668 | hamlet | |
| Not a whit, we defy augury. {There is} <Theres a> special | 5.2.219 |
| 3669 | providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it {be,} <be now,> tis not | 5.2.220-1 |
| 3670 | to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it | 5.2.221-2 |
| 3671 T | be not now, yet it will come. The readiness is all, since no | 5.2.222-3 |
| 3672 | man {of} <has> aught <of what> he {leaves} <leaves.> {knows what} <What> ist to leave | 5.2.223-4 |
| 3672-3 | {betimes. Let be} <betimes?> | 5.2.224 |
| 3675 T | {A table prepared, Trumpets, Drums and Officers with cushions, foils and daggers.} | |
| 3674-5 | Enter King, Queen, Laertes, Osric, {and all the state.} <and Lords,> | |
| 3675 | <with other Attendants with foils and gauntlets, a table and> | |
| 3676 | <flagons of wine on it.> | |
| 3677 | king | |
| Come, Hamlet, come and take this hand from me. | 5.2.225 |
| 3677 | [Puts Laertes hands into Hamlets.] | 5.2.225 |
| 3678 | hamlet | |
| Give me your pardon, sir. {I have} <Ive> done you wrong. | 5.2.226 |
| 3679 | But pardont as you are a gentleman. | 5.2.228 |
| 3680-1 | This presence knows, and you must needs have heard, | 5.2.228-9 |
| 3681-2 | How I am punished with {a} sore distraction. | 5.2.229-30 |
| 3682 | What I have done | 5.2.230 |
| 3683 | That might your nature, honor and exception | 5.2.231 |
| 3684 | Roughly awake, I hear proclaim was madness. | 5.2.232 |
| 3685 | Wast Hamlet wronged Laertes? Never Hamlet. | 5.2.233 |
| 3686 | If Hamlet from himself be taen away | 5.2.234 |
| 3687 | And when hes not himself does wrong Laertes, | 5.2.235 |
| 3688 | Then Hamlet does it not; Hamlet denies it. | 5.2.236 |
| 3689 | Who does it then? His {madness.} <madness?> Ift be so, | 5.2.237 |
| 3690 | Hamlet is of the faction that is wronged: | 5.2.238 |
| 3691 | His madness is poor Hamlets enemy. | 5.2.239 |
| 3692 | Sir, in this audience, | 5.2.240 |
| 3693 | Let my disclaiming from a purposed evil | 5.2.241 |
| 3694 | Free me so far in your most generous thoughts | 5.2.242 |
| 3695 | That I have shot {my} <mine> arrow oer the house | 5.2.243 |
| 3696 | And hurt my {brother.} <mother.> | 5.2.244 |
| 3697 | laertes | |
| I am satisfied in nature, | 5.2.244 |
| 3698 | Whose motive in this case should stir me most | 5.2.245 |
| 3699 | To my revenge, but in my terms of honor | 5.2.246 |
| 3700 | I stand aloof and will no reconcilement | 5.2.247 |
| 3701 | Till by some elder masters of known honor | 5.2.248 |
| 3702 | I have a voice and precedentpresident of peace | 5.2.249 |
| 3703 T | To keep my name {ungored.} <ungorged.> But {all} <till> that time | 5.2.250 |
| 3704 | I do receive your offered love like love | 5.2.251 |
| 3705 | And will not wrong it. | 5.2.252 |
| 3706 | hamlet | |
| I <do> embrace it freely | 5.2.252 |
| 3707 | And will this brothers wager frankly play. — | 5.2.253 |
| 3708 | Give us the foils. <Come on.> | 5.2.254 |
| 3709 | laertes | |
| Come, one for me. | 5.2.254 |
| 3710 | hamlet | |
| Ill be your foil, Laertes. In mine ignorance | 5.2.255 |
| 3711 | Your skill shall like a star ith darkest night | 5.2.256 |
| 3712 | Stick fiery off indeed. | 5.2.257 |
| 3713 | laertes | |
| You mock me, sir. | 5.2.257 |
| 3714 | hamlet | |
| No, by this hand. | 5.2.258 |
| 3715-6 T | king | |
| Give them the foils, young Osric. Cousin Hamlet, | 5.2.259 |
| 3716 | You know the wager? | 5.2.260 |
| 3717 | hamlet | |
| Very well, my lord. | 5.2.260 |
| 3718 | Your grace {has} <hath> laid the odds oth weaker side. | 5.2.261 |
| 3719-20 | king | |
| I do not fear it. I have seen you both, | 5.2.262 |
| 3721 | But since he is {better,} <bettered,> we have therefore odds. | 5.2.263 |
| 3722-3 | laertes | |
| This is too heavy. Let me see another. | 5.2.264 |
| 3724-5 | hamlet | |
| This likes me well. These foils have all a length? | 5.2.265 |
| 3725 | <Prepare to play.> | |
| 3726 T | osric | |
| Ay, my good lord. | 5.2.266 |
| 3727 | king | |
| Set me the stoups of wine upon that table. | 5.2.267 |
| 3728 | If Hamlet give the first or second hit, | 5.2.268 |
| 3729 | Or quit in answer of the third exchange, | 5.2.269 |
| 3730 | Let all the battlements their ordnance fire. | 5.2.270 |
| 3731 | The King shall drink to Hamlets better breath | 5.2.271 |
| 3732 | And in the cup an {onyx} <union> shall he throw | 5.2.272 |
| 3733 | Richer than that which four successive kings | 5.2.273 |
| 3734-5 | In Denmarks crown have worn. Give me the cups, | 5.2.274 |
| 3736 | And let the kettle to the {trumpet} <trumpets> speak, | 5.2.275 |
| 3737 | The trumpet to the cannoneer without, | 5.2.276 |
| 3738 | The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth. | 5.2.277 |
| 3738 | {(Trumpets the while.)} | 5.2.277 |
| 3739 | Now the King drinks to Hamlet. Come, begin, | 5.2.278 |
| 3740 | And you, the judges, bear a wary eye. | 5.2.279 |
| 3741 | hamlet | |
| Come on, sir. | 5.2.280 |
| 3742 | laertes | |
| {Come, my lord.} <Come on, sir.> | 5.2.280 |
| 3742 | They play. | 5.2.280 |
| 3743 | hamlet | |
| One. | 5.2.280 |
| 3744 | laertes | |
| No. | 5.2.280 |
| 3745 | hamlet | |
| Judgment. | 5.2.280 |
| 3746 | osric | |
| A hit, a very palpable hit.{Drum, trumpets and shot.} | 5.2.281 |
| 3747 | laertes | |
| Well, again. {Flourish, a piece goes off.} | 5.2.281 |
| 3748 | king | |
| Stay, give me drink. — Hamlet this pearl is thine. | 5.2.282 |
| 3750 | Heres to thy health. — Give him the cup. | 5.2.283 |
| 3751 | <Trumpets sound, and shot goes off.> | |
| 3752 | hamlet | |
| Ill play this bout first. Set {it} by awhile. | 5.2.284 |
| 3753 | Come. | 5.2.285 |
| 3753 | [They play again.] | |
| 3753 | Another hit. — What say you? | 5.2.285 |
| 3754 | laertes | |
| <A touch, a touch,> I do {confesst.} <confess.> | 5.2.286 |
| 3755 | king | |
| Our son shall win. | 5.2.287 |
| 3756 | queen | |
| Hes fat and scant of breath. | 5.2.287 |
| 3757 | {Here, Hamlet, take my} <Heres a> napkin, rub thy brows. | 5.2.288 |
| 3758 | The Queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet. | 5.2.289 |
| 3759 | hamlet | |
| Good madam. | 5.2.290 |
| 3760 | king | |
| {Gertrard,}<Gertrude,> do not drink. | 5.2.290 |
| 3761-2 | queen | |
| I will, my lord; I pray you pardon me. | 5.2.291 |
| 3763 | king [Aside.] | |
| It is the poisoned cup; it is too late. | 5.2.292 |
| 3764-5 | hamlet | |
| I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by. | 5.2.293 |
| 3766 | queen | |
| Come, let me wipe thy face. | 5.2.294 |
| 3767 | laertes | |
| My lord, Ill hit him now. | 5.2.295 |
| 3768 | king | |
| I do not thinkt. | 5.2.295 |
| 3769 | laertes | |
| And yet {it is} <tis> almost {against} <gainst> my conscience. | 5.2.296 |
| 3770-1 | hamlet | |
| Come for the third, Laertes, you {do} but dally. | 5.2.297 |
| 3772 | I pray you pass with your best violence. | 5.2.298 |
| 3773 | I am {sure} <afeard> you make a wanton of me. | 5.2.299 |
| 3774 | laertes | |
| Say you so? Come on. | 5.2.300 |
| 3774 | They play. | 5.2.300 |
| 3775 | osric | |
| Nothing neither way. | 5.2.301 |
| 3776 | laertes | |
| Have at you now. | 5.2.302 |
| 3777 | In scuffling they change rapiers. | |
| 3778 | king | |
| Part them, they are incensed. | 5.2.302 |
| 3779 | hamlet | |
| Nay, come again. | 5.2.303 |
| 3780 | osric | |
| Look to the Queen there, ho! | 5.2.303 |
| 3781 | horatio | |
| They bleed on both sides. How {is it,} <ist,> my lord? | 5.2.304 |
| 3782 | osric | |
| How ist, Laertes? | 5.2.305 |
| 3783-4 T | laertes | |
| Why, as a woodcock to mine {own} springe, Osric: | 5.2.306 |
| 3785 | I am justly killed with mine own treachery. | 5.2.307 |
| 3786 | hamlet | |
| How does the Queen? | 5.2.308 |
| 3787 | king | |
| She swoons to see them bleed. | 5.2.308 |
| 3788-9 | queen | |
| No, no, the drink, the drink, O my dear Hamlet, | 5.2.309 |
| 3789-90 | The drink, the drink. I am poisoned. | 5.2.310 |
| 3789-90 | [Dies.] | |
| 3791 | hamlet | |
| Oh, villainy! Ho! Let the door be locked. | 5.2.311 |
| 3792 | Treachery! Seek it out! | 5.2.312 |
| 3792 | [Exeunt Osric and some Lords.] | 5.2.312 |
| 3793-4 | laertes | |
| It is here, <Hamlet.> Hamlet, thou art slain. | 5.2.313 |
| 3795 | No medicine in the world can do the good; | 5.2.314 |
| 3796 | In thee there is not half an {hours} <hour of> life. | 5.2.315 |
| 3797 T | The treacherous instrument is in thy hand | 5.2.316 |
| 3798 | Unbated and envenomed. The foul practice | 5.2.317 |
| 3799 | Hath turned itself on me. Lo, here I lie | 5.2.318 |
| 3800 | Never to rise again. Thy mothers poisoned. | 5.2.319 |
| 3801 | I can no more — the King, the Kings to blame. | 5.2.320 |
| 3802-3 | hamlet | |
| The point envenomed too — then, venom, to thy work! | 5.2.321-2 |
| 3804 | Hurts the King. | |
| 3805 | all [lords] | |
| Treason, treason! | 5.2.323 |
| 3806 | king | |
| Oh, yet defend me, friends, I am but hurt. | 5.2.324 |
| 3807-8 | hamlet | |
| {Hear thou,} <Here, thou> incestuous, <murderous,> damned Dane, | 5.2.325 |
| 3809 | Drink {of} <off> this potion. Is {the onyx} <thy union> here? | 5.2.326 |
| 3810 | Follow my mother. | 5.2.327 |
| 3810 | King dies. | |
| 3811 | laertes | |
| He is justly served, | 5.2.327 |
| 3812 | It is a poison tempered by himself. | 5.2.328 |
| 3813 | Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet, | 5.2.329 |
| 3814 | Mine and my fathers death come not upon thee, | 5.2.330 |
| 3815 | Nor thine on me. | 5.2.331 |
| 3815 | Dies. | 5.2.331 |
| 3816 | hamlet | |
| Heaven make thee free of it. I follow thee. | 5.2.332 |
| 3817 | I am dead, Horatio. Wretched Queen, adieu. | 5.2.333 |
| 3818 | You that look pale and tremble at this chance, | 5.2.334 |
| 3819 | That are but mutes or audience to this act, | 5.2.335 |
| 3820 | Had I but time (as this fell sergeant, Death, | 5.2.336 |
| 3821 | Is strict in his arrest), Oh, I could tell you — | 5.2.337 |
| 3822 | But let it be. — Horatio, I am dead. | 5.2.338 |
| 3823 | Thou livest. Report me and my {cause aright} <causes right> | 5.2.339 |
| 3824 | To the unsatisfied. | 5.2.340 |
| 3825 | horatio | |
| Never believe it. | 5.2.340 |
| 3826 | I am more an antique Roman than a Dane. | 5.2.341 |
| 3827 | Heres yet some liquor left. | 5.2.342 |
| 3828 | hamlet | |
| As thourt a man | 5.2.342 |
| 3828-9 | Give me the cup. Let go! By heaven, Ill {hat!} <havet!> | 5.2.343 |
| 3830 | O {God,} <good> Horatio, what a wounded name, | 5.2.344 |
| 3831 | Things standing thus unknown, shall {I leave} <live> behind me? | 5.2.345 |
| 3832 | If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, | 5.2.346 |
| 3833 | Absent thee from felicity awhile, | 5.2.347 |
| 3834 | And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain | 5.2.348 |
| 3835 | To tell my story. | 5.2.349 |
| 3836 | ({A march}<March> afar off and shoutshot within.) | |
| 3837 | What warlike noise is this? | 5.2.349 |
| 3838 | Enter Osric. | |
| 3839 | osric | |
| Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland, | 5.2.350 |
| 3840 | To th ambassadors of England gives this warlike volley. | 5.2.352 |
| 3841 | hamlet | |
| Oh, I die, Horatio. | 5.2.352 |
| 3842 | The potent poison quite oercrows my spirit. | 5.2.353 |
| 3843 | I cannot live to hear the news from England, | 5.2.354 |
| 3844 | But I do prophesy th election lights | 5.2.355 |
| 3845 | On Fortinbras. He has my dying voice. | 5.2.356 |
| 3846 | So tell him, with {th} <the> occurrents more and less | 5.2.357 |
| 3847 | Which have solicited. The rest is silence. Oh, oh, oh, oh. | 5.2.358 |
| 3847 | Dies. | 5.2.358 |
| 3848-9 | horatio | |
| Now {cracks} <crack> a noble heart. Good night, sweet Prince, | 5.2.359 |
| 3850 | And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest. | 5.2.360 |
| 3851 | Why does the drum come hither? | 5.2.361 |
| 3852 T | Enter Fortinbras {with the Ambassadors} <and English Ambassador,> | |
| 3852-3 | with Drum, Colors, and Attendants. | |
| 3854 | fortinbras | |
| Where is this sight? | 5.2.362 |
| 3855 | horatio | |
| What is it {you} <ye> would see? | 5.2.362 |
| 3856 | If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search. | 5.2.363 |
| 3857 | fortinbras | |
| {This} <His> quarry cries on havock. O proud Death, | 5.2.364 |
| 3858 | What feast is toward in thine eternal cell | 5.2.365 |
| 3859 | That thou so many princes at a {shot} <shoot> | 5.2.366 |
| 3860 | So bloodily hast struck? | 5.2.367 |
| 3861 | ambassador | |
| The sight is dismal, | 5.2.367 |
| 3862 | And our affairs from England come too late. | 5.2.368 |
| 3863 | The ears are senseless that should give us hearing | 5.2.369 |
| 3864 | To tell him his commandment is fulfilled: | 5.2.370 |
| 3865 | That {Rosencraus} <Rosencrantz> and Guildenstern are dead. | 5.2.371 |
| 3866 | Where should we have our thanks? | 5.2.372 |
| 3867 | horatio | |
| Not from his mouth, | 5.2.372 |
| 3868 | Had it th ability of life to thank you; | 5.2.373 |
| 3869 | He never gave commandment for their death. | 5.2.374 |
| 3870 | But since so jump upon this bloody question | 5.2.375 |
| 3871 | You from the Polack wars and you from England, | 5.2.376 |
| 3872 | Are here arrived, give order that these bodies | 5.2.377 |
| 3873 | High on a stage be placed to the view, | 5.2.378 |
| 3874 T | And let me speak to th yet unknowing world | 5.2.379 |
| 3875 | How these things came about. So shall you hear | 5.2.380 |
| 3876 | Of carnal, bloody and unnatural acts, | 5.2.381 |
| 3877 | Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters, | 5.2.382 |
| 3878 | Of deaths put on by cunning, and {for no} <forced> cause, | 5.2.383 |
| 3879 | And, in this upshot, purposes mistook | 5.2.384 |
| 3880 | Fallen on {th} <the> inventors heads. All this can I | 5.2.385 |
| 3881 | Truly deliver. | 5.2.386 |
| 3882 | fortinbras | |
| Let us haste to hear it | 5.2.386 |
| 3883 | And call the noblest to the audience. | 5.2.387 |
| 3884 | For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune. | 5.2.388 |
| 3885 | I have some rights of memory in this kingdom | 5.2.389 |
| 3886-7 | Which {now} <are> to {claim} <claim;> my vantage doth invite me. | 5.2.390 |
| 3888 | horatio | |
| Of that I shall have {also} <always> cause to speak, | 5.2.391 |
| 3889 | And from his mouth whose voice will draw {no} <on> more. | 5.2.392 |
| 3891 | But let this same be presently performed | 5.2.393 |
| 3892-3 | Even {while} <whiles> mens minds are wild, lest more mischance | 5.2.394 |
| 3894 | On plots and errors happen. | 5.2.395 |
| 3895 | fortinbras | |
| Let four captains | 5.2.395 |
| 3896 | Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage, | 5.2.396 |
| 3897 | For he was likely, had he been put on, | 5.2.397 |
| 3898-9 | To have proved most {royal.} <royally.> And for his passage, | 5.2.398 |
| 3900 T | The soldiers music and the {rite} <rites> of war | 5.2.399 |
| 3901 | Speak loudly for him. | 5.2.400 |
| 3902 | Take up the {bodies.} <body.> Such a sight as this | 5.2.401 |
| 3903 | Becomes the field but here shows much amiss. | 5.2.402 |
| 3904 | Go bid the soldiers shoot. | 5.2.403 |
| 3905 | Exeunt marching, after the which a peal of | |
| 3906 | ordnance are shot off. | |
| | | |
| 3907 | FINIS. | |