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The tragicall historie of Hamlet Prince of Denmarke by William Shake-speare. As it hath beene diuerse times acted by his Highnesse seruants in the cittie of London: as also in the two vniuersities of Cambridge and Oxford, and else-where; Hamlet
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Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616.
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might stay mee Yet something is there whispers in my hart Which makes my minde and spirits bend all for France King Haue you your fathers leaue Leartes Cor. He hath my lord wrung from me aforced graunt And I beseech you grant your Highnesse leaue Kiug With all our heart Leartes fare thee well Lear. I in all loue and dutie take my leaue King And now princely Sonne Hamlet What meanes these sad and melancholy moodes For your intent going to Wittenberg Wee hold it most vnmeet and vnconuenient Being the Ioy and halfe heart of your mother Therefore let mee intreat you stay in Court All Denmarkes hope our coosin and dearest Sonne Exit Ham. My lord ti 's not the sable sute I weare No nor the teares that still stand in my eyes Nor the distracted hauiour in the visage Nor all together mixt with outward semblance Is equall to the sorrow of my heart Him haue I lost I must os force forgoe These but the ornaments and sutes of woe King This shewes a louing care in you Sonne Hamlet But you must thinke your father lost a father That father dead lost his and so shal be vntill the Generall ending Therefore cease laments It is a fault gainst heauen fault gainst the dead A fault gainst nature and in reasons Common course most certaine None liues on earth but hee is borne to die Que. Let not thy mother loose her praiers Hamlet Stay here with us go not to Wittenberg Ham. I shall in all my best obay you madam King Spoke like a kinde and a most louing Sonne And there 's no health the King shall drinke today But the great Canon to the clowdes shall tell The rowse the King shall drinke vnto Prince Hamlet Exeunt all but Hamlet Ham. O that this too much grieu'd and fallied flesh Would melt to nothing or that the vniuersall Globe of heauen would turne al to a Chaos O God within two months no not two â— married Mine vncle O let me not thinke of it My fathers brother but no more like My father then I to Hercules Within two months ere yet the salt of most Vnrighteous teares had left their flushing In her galled eyes she married O God a beast Deuoyd of reason would not haue made Such speede Frailtie thy name is Woman Why she would hang on him as if increase Of appetite had growne by what it looked on O wicked wicked speede to make such Dexteritie to incestuous sheetes Ere yet the shooes were olde The which she followed my dead fathers corse Like Nyobe all teares married well it is not Nor it cannot come to good But breake my heart for I must holde my tongue Enter Horatio and Marcellus Hor. Health to your Lordship Ham. I am very glad to see you Horatio or I much forget my selfe Hor. The same my Lord and your poore seruant euer Ham. O my good friend I change that name with you but what make you from Wittenberg Horatio Marcellus Marc. My good Lord. Ham. I am very glad to see you good euen sirs But what is your affaire in Elsenoure Wee le teach you to drinke deepe ere you depart Hor. A trowant disposition my good Lord Ham. Nor shall you make mee truster Of your owne report against your selfe Sir I know you are no trowant But what is your affaire in Elsenoure Hor. My good Lord I came to see your fathers funerall Ham. O I pre thee do not mocke hee fellow studient I thinke it was to see my mothers wedding Hor. Indeede my Lord it followed hard vpon Ham. Thrift thrift Horatio the funerall bak't meates Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables Would I had met my deerest foe in heauen Ere euer I had seene that day Horatio O my father my father me thinks I see my father Hor. Where my Lord Ham. Why in my mindes eye Horatio Hor. I saw him once he was a gallant King Ham. He was a man take him for all in all I shall not looke vpon his like againe Hor. My Lord I thinke I saw him yesternight Ham. Saw who Hor. My Lord the King your father Ham. Ha ha the King my father keyou Hor. Ceasen your admiration for a while With an attentiue eare till I may deliuer Vpon the witnesse of these Gentlemen This wonder to you Ham. For Gods loue let me heare it Hor. Two nights together had these Gentlemen Marcelllus and Bernardo on their watch In the dead vast and middle of the night Beene thus incountered by a figure like your father Armed to poynt exactly Capapâ—â— Appeeres before them thrise he walkes Before their weake and feare oppressed eies Within his tronchions length While they distilled almost to gelly With the act of feare stands dumbe And speake not to him this to mee In dreadfull secresie impart they did And I with them the third night kept the watch Where as they had deliuered forme of the thing Each part made true and good The Apparition comes I knew your father These handes are not more like Ham. T is very strange Hor. As I do liue my honord lord t is true And wee did thinke it right done In our dutie to let you know it Ham. Where was this Mar. My Lord vpon the platforme where we watched Ham. Did you not speake to it Hor. My Lord we did but answere made it none Yet once me thought it was about to speake And lifted vp his head to motion Like as he would speake but euen then The morning cocke crew lowd and in all haste It shruncke in haste away and vanished Our fight Ham. Indeed indeed sirs but this troubles me Hold you the watch to night All We do my Lord. Ham. Armed say ye All Armed my good Lord. Ham. From top to toe All. My good Lord from head to foote Ham. Why then saw you not his face Hor. O yes my Lord he wore his beuer vp Ham. How look't he frowningly Hor. A countenance more in sorrow than in anger Ham. Pale or red Hor. Nay verie pal Ham. And fixt his eies vpon you Hor. Most constantly Ham. I would I had beene there Hor. It would a much amazed you Ham. Yea very like very like staid it long Hor. While one with moderate pace Might tell a hundred Mar. O longer longer Ham. His beard was grisleld no. Hor. It was as I haue seene it in his life A sable siluer Ham. I wil watch to night perchance t' wil walke againe Hor. I warrant it will Ham. If it assume my noble fathers person I le speake to it if hell it selfe should gape And bid me hold my peace Gentlemen If you haue hither consealed this sight Let it be tenible in your silence still And whatsoeuer else shall chance to night Giue it an vnderstanding but no tongue I will requit your loues so fare you well Vpon the platforme twixt eleuen and twelue I le visit you All. Our duties to your honor excunt Ham. O your loues your loues as mine to you Farewell my
say the owle was A Bakers daughter we see what we are But can not tell what we shall be For bonny sweete Robin is all my ioy Lear. Thoughts afflictions torments worse than hell Ofel. Nay Loue I pray you make no words of this now I pray now you shall sing a downe And you a downe a t' is a the Kings daughter And the false steward and if any body Aske you of any thing say you this Tomorrow is saint Valentines day All in the morning betime And a maide at your window To be your Valentine The yong man rose and dan'd his clothes And dupt the chamber doore Let in the maide that out a maide Neuer departed more Nay I pray marke now By gisle and by saint Charitie Away and fie for shame Yong men will doo 't when they come too'â—â— By cocke they are too blame Quoth she before you tumbled me You promised me to wed So would I a done by yonder Sunne If thou hadst not come to my bed So God be with you all God bwy Ladies God bwy you Loue. exit Ofelia Lear. Griefe vpon griefe my father murdered My sister thus distracted Cursed be his soule that wrought this wicked act king Content you good Leartes for a time Although I know your griefe is as a floud Brimme full of sorrow but forbeare a while And thinke already the reuenge is done On him that makes you such a haplesse sonne Lear. You haue preuail'd my Lord a while I 'le striue To bury griefe within a tombe of wrath Which once vnhearsed then the world shall heare Leartes had a father he held deere king No more of that ere many dayes be done You shall heare that you do not dreame vpon exeunt om Enter Horatio and the Queene Hor. Madame your fonne is safe arriv'de in Denmarke This letter I euen now receiv'd of him Whereas he writes how he escap't the danger And subtle treason that the king had plotted Being crossed by the contention of the windes He found the Packet sent to the king of England Wherein he saw himselfe betray'd to death As at his next conuersion with your grace He will relate the circumstance at full Queene Then I perceiue there 's treason in his lookes That seem'd to sugar o're his villanie But I will soothe and please him for a time For murderous mindes are alwayes jealoâ—s But know not you Horatio where he is Hor. Yes Madame and he hath appoynted me To mâ— ete hâ—m on the east side of the Cittie To morrow morning Queene O faile not good Horatio and withall commend me A mothers care to him bid him a while Be wary of his presence lest that he Faile in that he goes about Hor. Madam neuer make doubt of that I thinke by this the news be come to court He is arriv'de obserue the king and you shall Quickely finde Hamlet being here Things fell not to his minde Queene But what became of Gilderstone and Rossencraft Hor. He being set a shore they went for England And in the Packet there writ down that doome To be perform'd on them poynted for him And by great chance he had his fathers Seale So all was done without discouerie Queene Thankes be to heauen for blessing of the prince Horatio once againe I take my leaue With thowsand mothers blessings to my sonne Horat. Madam adue Enter King and Leartes King Hamlet from England is it possible What chance is this they are gone and he come home Lear. O he is welcome by my soule he is At it my iocund heart doth leape for ioy That I shall liue to tell him thus he dies king Leartes content your selfe be rulde by me And you shall haue no let for your reuenge Lear. My will not all the world King Nay but Leartes marke the plot I haue layde I haue heard him often with a greedy wish Vpon some praise that he hath heard of you Touching your weapon which with all his heart He might be once tasked for to try your cunning Lea. And how for this King Mary Leartes thus I 'le lay a wager Shal be on Hamlets side and you shall giue the oddes The which will draw him with a more desire To try the maistry that in twelue venies You gaine not three of him now this being granted When you are hot in midst of all your play Among the foyles shall a keene rapier lie Steeped in a mixture of deadly poyson That if it drawes but the least dramme of blood In any part of him he cannot liue This being done will free youfrom suspition And not the deerest friend that Hamlet lov'de Will euer haue Leartes in suspect Lear. My lord I like it well But say lord Hamlet should refuse this match King I 'le warrant you wee 'le put on you Such a report of singularitie Will bring him on although against his will And lest that all should misse I 'le haue a potion that shall ready stand In all his heate when that he calles for drinke Shall be his period and our happinesse Lear. T' is excellent O would the time were come Here comes the Queene enter the Queene king How now Gertred why looke you heauily Queene O my Lord the yong Ofelia Hauing made a garland of sundry sortes of floures Sitting vpon a willow by a brooke The enuious sprig broke into the brooke she fell And for a while her clothes spread wide abroade Bore the yong Lady vp and there she sate smiling Euen Mermaide like twixt heauen and earth Chaunting olde sundry tunes vncapable As it were of her distresse but long it could not be Till that her clothes being heauy with their drinke Dragg'd the sweete wretch to death Lear. So she is drownde Too much of water hast thou Ofelia Therefore I will not drowne thee in my teares Reuenge it is must yeeld this heart releefe For woe begets woe and griefe hangs on griefe exeunt enter Clowne and an other Clowne I say no she ought not to be buried In christian buriall 2. Why sir Clowne Mary because shee 's drownd 2. But she did not drowne her selfe Clowne No that 's certaine the water drown'd her 2. Yea but it was against her will Clowne No I deny that for looke you sir I stand here If the water come to me I drowne not my selfe But if I goe to the water and am there drown'd Ergo I am guiltie of my owne death Y' are gone goe y' are gone sir. 2. I but see she hath christian buriall Because she is a great woman Clowne Mary more 's the pitty that great folke Should haue more authoritie to hang or drowne Themselues more than other people Goe fetch me a stope of drinke but before thou Goest tell me one thing who buildes strongest Of a Mason a Shipwright or a Carpenter 2. Why a Mason for he buildes all of stone And will indure long Clowne That 's prety too 't agen too 't agen 2. Why then a Carpenter for he buildes the gallowes