You may say you saw him at such a time marke you mee At game or drincking swearing or drabbing You may go so farre Mon. My lord that will impeach his reputation Cor. I faith not a whit no not a whit Now happely hee closeth with you in the consequence As you may bridle it not disparage him a iote What was I about to say Mon. He closeth with him in the consequence Cor. I you say right he closeth with him thus This will hee say let mee see what hee will say Mary this I saw him yesterday or tother day Or then or at such a time a dicing Or at Tennis I or drincking drunke or entring Of a howse of lightnes viz. brothell Thus sir do wee that know the world being men of reach By indirections finde directions forth And so shall you my sonne you ha me ha you not Mon. I haue my lord Cor. Wel fare you well commend mee to him Mon. I will my lord Cor. And bid him ply his musicke Mon. My lord I wil. exit Enter Ofelia Cor. Farewel how now Ofelia what 's the news with you Ofe O my deare father such a change in nature So great an alteration in a Prince So pitifull to him fearefull to mee A maidens eye ne're looked on Cor. Why what 's the matter my Ofelia Of. O yong Prince Hamlet the only floure of Denmark Hee is bereft of all the wealth he had The Iewell that ador'nd his feature most Is filcht and stolne away his wit 's bereft him Hee found mee walking in the gallery all alone There comes hee to mee with a distracted looke His garters lagging downe his shooes vntide And fixt his eyes so stedfast on my face As if they had vow'd this is their latest obiect Small while he stoode but gripes me by the wrist And there he holdes my pulse till with a sigh He doth vnclaspe his holde and parts away Silent as is the mid time of the night And as he went his eie was still on mee For thus his head ouer his shoulder looked He seemed to finde the way without his eies For out of doores he went without their helpe And so did leaue me Cor. Madde for thy loue What haue you giuen him any crosse wordes of late Ofelia I did repell his letters deny his gifts As you did charge me Cor. Why that hath made him madde By heau'n t' is as proper for our age to cast Beyond our selues as t' is for the yonger fort To leaue their wantonnesse Well I am sory That I was so rash but what remedy Le ts to the King this madnesse may prooue Though wilde a while yet more true to thy loue exeunt Enter King and Queene Rossencraft and Gilderstone King Right noble friends that our decre cosin Hamlet Hath lost the very heart of all his sence It is most right and we most sory for him Therefore we doe desire euen as you tender Our care to him and our great loue to you That you will labour but to wring from him The cause and ground of his distemperancie Doe this the king of Denmarke shal be thankefull Ros. My Lord whatsoeuer lies within our power Your maiestie may more commaund in wordes Then vse perswasions to your liege men bound By loue by duetie and obedience Guil. What we may doe for both your Maiesties To know the griefe troubles the Prince your sonne We will indeuour all the best we may So in all duetie doe we take our leaue King Thankes Guilderstone and gentle Rossencraft Que Thankes Rossencraft and gentle Gilderstone Enter Corambis and Ofelia Cor. My Lord the Ambassadors are ioyfully Return'd from Norway King Thou still hast beene the father of good news Cor. Haue I my Lord I assure your grace I holde my duetie as I holde my life Both to my God and to my soueraigne King And I beleeue or else this braine of mine Hunts not the traine of policie so well As it had wont to doe but I haue found The very depth of Hamlets lunacie Queene God graunt he hath Enter the Ambassadors King Now Uoltemar what from our brother Norway Uolt Most faire returnes of greetings and desires Vpon our first he sent forth to suppresse His nephews leuies which to him appear'd To be a preparation gainst the Polacke But better look't into he truely found It was against your Highnesse whereat grieued That so his sickenesse age and impotence Was falsely borne in hand sends out arrests On Fortenbrasse which he in briefe obays Receiues rebuke from Norway and in fine Makes vow before his vncle neuer more To giue the assay of Armes against your Maiestie Whereon olde Norway ouercome with ioy Giues him three thousand crownes in annuall fee And his Commission to employ those souldiers So leuied as before against the Polacke With an intreaty heerein further shewne That it would please you to giue quiet passe Through your dominions for that enterprise On such regardes ofsafety and allowances As therein are set downe King It likes vs well and at fit time and leasure Wee le reade and answere these his Articles Meane time we thanke you for your well Tooke labour go to your rest at night wee le feast togither Right welcome home exeunt Ambassadors Cor. This busines is very well dispatched Now my Lord touching the yong Prince Hamlet Certaine it is that hee is madde mad let vs grant him then Now to know the cause of this effect Or else to say the cause of this defect For this effect defectiue comes by cause Queene Good my Lord be briefe Cor. Madam I will my Lord I haue a daughter Haue while shee 's mine for that we thinke Is surest we often loose now to the Prince My Lord but note this letter The which my daughter in obedience Deliuer'd to my handes King Reade it my Lord. Cor. Marke my Lord. Doubt that in earth is fire Doubt that the starres doe moue Doubt trueth to be a liar But doe not doubt I loue To the beautifull Ofelia Thine euer the most vnhappy Prince Hamlet My Lord what doe you thinke of me I or what might you thinke when I sawe this King As of a true friend and a most louing subiect Cor. I would be glad to prooue so Now when I saw this letter thus I bespake my maiden Lord Hamlet is a Prince out of your starre And one that is vne quall for your loue Therefore I did commaund her refuse his letters Deny his tokens and to absent her selfe Shee as my childe obediently obey'd me Now since which time seeing his loue thus cross'd Which I tooke to be idle and but sport He straitway grew into a melancholy From that vnto a fast then vnto distraction Then into a sadnesse from that vnto a madnesse And so by continuance and weakenesse of the braine Into this frensie which now possesseth him And if this be not true take this from this King Thinke you t' is so Cor. How so my Lord I would very faine
know That thing that I haue saide t' is so positiuely And it hath fallen out otherwise Nay if circumstances leade me on I le finde it out if it were hid As deepe as the centre of the earth King how should wee trie this same Cor. Mary my good lord thus The Princes walke is here in the galery There let Ofelia walke vntill hee comes Your selfe and I will stand close in the study There shall you heare the effect of all his hart And if it proue any otherwise then loue Then let my censure faile an other time King see where hee comes poring vppon a booke Enter Hamlet Cor. Madame will it please your grace To leaue vs here Que. With all my hart exit Cor. And here Ofelia reade you on this booke And walke aloofe the King shal be vnseene Ham. To be or not to be I there 's the point To Die to sleepe is that all I all No to sleepe to dreame I mary there it goes For in that dreame of death when wee awake And borne before an euerlasting Iudge From whence no passenger euer retur'nd The vndiscouered country at whose sight The happy smile and the accursed damn'd But for this the ioyfull hope of this Whol'd beare the scornes and flattery of the world Scorned by the right rich the rich curssed of the poore The widow being oppressed the orphan wrong'd The taste of hunger or a tirants raigne And thousand more calamities besides To grunt and sweate vnder this weary life When that he may his full Quietus make With a bare bodkin who would this indure But for a hope of something after death Which pusles the braine and doth confound the sence Which makes vs rather beare those euilles we haue Than flie to others that we know not of I that O this conscience makes cowardes of vs all Lady in thy orizons be all my sinnes remembred Ofel. My Lord I haue sought opportunitie which now I haue to redeliuer to your worthy handes a small remembrance such tokens which I haue receiued of you Ham. Are you faire Ofel. My Lord. Ham. Are you honest Ofel. What meanes my Lord Ham. That if you be faire and honest Your beauty should admit no discourse to your honesty Ofel. My Lord can beauty haue better priuiledge than with honesty Ham. Yea mary may it for Beauty may transforme Honesty from what she was into a bawd Then Honesty can transforme Beauty This was sometimes a Paradox But now the time giues it scope I neuer gaue you nothing Ofel. My Lord you know right well you did And with them such earnest vowes of loue As would haue moou'd the stoniest breast aliue But now too true I finde Rich giftes waxe poore when giuers grow vnkinde Ham. I neuer loued you Ofel. You made me beleeue you did Ham. O thou shouldst not a beleeued me Go to a Nunnery goe why shouldst thou Be a breeder of sinners I am myselfe indifferent honest But I could accuse my selfe of such crimes It had beene better my mother had ne're borne me O I am very prowde ambitious disdainefull With more sinnes at my becke then I haue thoughts To put them in what should such fellowes as I Do crawling between heauen and earth To a Nunnery goe we are arrant knaues all Beleeue none of vs to a Nunnery goe Ofel. O heauens secure him Ham. Wher 's thy father Ofel. At home my lord Ham. For Gods sake let the doores be shut on him He may play the foole no where but in his Owne house to a Nunnery goe Ofel. Help him good God Ham. If thou dost marry I le giue thee This plague to thy dowry Be thou as chaste as yee as pure as snowe Thou shalt not scape calumny to a Nunnery goe Ofel. Alas what change is this Ham. But if thou wilt needes many marry a foole For wisemen know well enough What monsters you make of them to a Nunnery goe Ofel. Pray God restore him Ham. Nay I haue heard of your paintings too God hath giuen you one face And you make your selues another You fig and you amble and you nickname Gods creatures Making your wantonnesse your ignorance A pox t' is scuruy I le no more of it It hath made me madde I le no more marriages All that are married but one shall liue The rest shall keepe as they are to a Nunnery goe To a Nunnery goe exit Ofe Great God of heauen what a quicke change is this The Courtier Scholler Souldier all in him All dasht and splinterd thence O woe is me To a seene what I haue seene see what I see exit King Loue No no that 's not the cause Some deeper thing it is that troubles him Enter King and Corambis Cor. Wel something it is my Lord content you a while I will my selfe goe feele him let me worke I le try him euery way see where he comes Send you those Gentlemen let me alone To finde the depth of this away be gone Now my good Lord do you know me exit King Enter Hamlet Ham. Yea very well y' are a fishmonger Cor. Not I my Lord. Ham. Then sir I would you were so honest a man For to be honest as this age goes Is one man to be pickt out of tenne thousand Cor. What doe you reade my Lord Ham. Wordes wordes Cor. What 's the matter my Lord Ham. Betweene who Cor. I meane the matter you reade my Lord. Ham. Mary most vile heresie For here the Satyricall Satyre writes That olde men haue hollow eyes weake backes Grey beardes pittifull weake hammes gowty legges All which sir I most potently beleeue not For sir your selfe shal be olde as I am If like a Crabbe you could goe backeward Cor. How pregnant his replies are and full of wit Yet at first he tooke me for a fishmonger All this comes by loue the vemencie of loue And when I was yong I was very idle And suffered much extasie in loue very neere this Will you walke out of the aire my Lord Ham. Into my graue Cor. By the masse that 's out of the aire indeed Very shrewd answers My lord I will take my leaue of you Enter Gilderstone and Rossencraft Ham. You can take nothing from me sir I will more willingly part with all Olde doating foole Cor You seeke Prince Hamlet see there he is exit Gil. Health to your Lordship Ham. What Gilderstone and Rossencraft Welcome kinde Schoole-fellowes to Elsanoure Gil. We thanke your Grace and would be very glad You were as when we were at Wittenberg Ham. I thanke you but is this visitation free of Your selues or were you not sent for Tell me true come I know the good King and Queene Sent for you there is a kinde of confession in your eye Come I know you were sent for Gil. What say you Ham. Nay then I see how the winde sits Come you were sent for Ross. My lord we were and willingly if we might Know the cause and ground of your discontent Ham.
why what is Hecuba to him or he to Hecuba What would he do and if he had my losse His father murdred and a Crowne bereft him He would turne all his teares to droppes of blood Amaze the standers by with his laments Strike more then wonder in the iuidiciall eares Confound the ignorant and make mute the wise Indeede his passion would be generall Yet I like to an asse and Iohn a Dreames Hauing my father murdred by a villaine Stand still and let it passe why sure I am a coward Who pluckes me by the beard or twites my nose Giue 's me the lie i' th throate downe to the lungs Sure I should take it or else I haue no gall Or by this I should a fatted all the region kites With this slaues offell this damned villaine Treacherous bawdy murderous villaine Why this is braue that I the sonne of my deare father Should like a scalion like a very drabbe Thus raile in wordes About my braine I haue heard that guilty creatures sitting at a play Hath by the very cunning of the scene confest a murder Committed long before This spirit that I haue seene may be the Diuell And out of my weakenesse and my melancholy As he is very potent with such men Doth seeke to damne me I will haue sounder proofes The play 's the thing Wherein I 'le catch the conscience of the King exit Enter the King Queene and Lordes King Lordes can you by no meanes finde The cause of our sonne Hamlets lunacie You being so neere in loue euen from his youth Me thinkes should gaine more than a stranger should Gil. My lord we haue done all the best we could To wring from him the cause of all his griefe But still he puts vs off and by no meanes Would make an answere to that we exposde Ross. Yet was he something more inclin'd to mirth Before we left him and I take it He hath giuen order for a play to night At which he craues your highnesse company King With all our heart it likes vs very well Gentlemen seeke still to increase his mirth Spare for no cost our coffers shall be open And we vnto your selues will still be thankefull Both In all wee can be sure you shall commaund Queene Thankes gentlemen and what the Queene of Denmarke May pleasure you be sure you shall not want Gil. Wee le once againe vnto the noble Prince King Thanks to you both Gertred you 'l see this play Queene My lord I will and it ioyes me at the soule He is inclin'd to any kinde of mirth Cor. Madame I pray be ruled by me And my good Soueraigne giue me leaue to speake We cannot yet finde out the very ground Of his distemperance therefore I holde it meete if so it please you Else they shall not meete and thus it is King What i' st Corambis Cor. Mary my good lord this soone when the sports are done Madam send you in haste to speake with him And I my selfe will stand behind the Arras There question you the cause of all his griefe And then in loue and nature vnto you hee 'le tell you all My Lord how thinke you on 't King It likes vs well Gerterd what say you Queene With all my heart soone will I send for him Cor. My selfe will be that happy messenger Who hopes his griefe will be reueal'd to her exeunt omnes Enter Hamlet and the Players Ham. Pronounce me this speech trippingly a the tongue as I taught thee Mary and you mouth it as a many of your players do I 'de rather heare a towne bull bellow Then such a fellow speake my lines Nor do not saw the aire thus with your hands But giue euery thing his action with temperance O it offends mee to the soule to heare a robustious periwig fellow To teare a passion in totters into very ragges To split the eares of the ignoraut who for the Most parte are capable of nothing but dumbe shewes and noises I would haue such a fellow whipt for o're doing tarmagant It out Herodes Herod Players My Lorde wee haue indifferently reformed that among vs. Ham. The better the better mend it all together There be fellowes that I haue seene play And heard others commend them and that highly too That hauing neither the gate of Christian Pagan Nor Turke haue so strutted and bellowed That you would a thought some of Natures journeymen Had made men and not made them well They imitated humanitie so abhominable Take heede auoyde it Players I warrant you my Lord. Ham. And doe you heare let not your Clowne speake More thâ—n is set downe there be of them I can tell you That will laugh themselues to set on some Quantitie of barren spectators to laugh with them Albeit there is some necessary point in the Play Then to be obserued O t' is vile and shewes A pittifull ambition in the foole that vseth it And then you haue some agen that keepes one sute Osieasts as a man is knowne by one sute of Apparell and Gentlemen quotes his ieasts downe In their tables before they come to the play as thus Cannot you stay till I eate my porrige and you owe me A quarters wages and my coate wants a cullison And your beere is sowre and blabbering with his lips And thus keeping in his cinkapase of ieasts When God knows the warme Clowne cannot make a iest Vnlesse by chance as the blinde man catcheth a hare Maisters tell him of it players We will my Lord. Ham. Well goe make you ready exeunt players Horatio Heere my Lord. Ham. Horatio thou art euen as iust a man As e're my conuersation cop'd withall Hor. O my lord Ham. Nay why should I flatter thee Why should the poore be flattered What gaine should I receiue by flattering thee That nothing hath but thy good minde Let flattery sit on those time-pleasing tongs To glose with them that loues to heare their praise And not with such as thou Horatio There is a play to night wherein one Sceane they haue Comes very neere the murder of my father When thou shalt see that Act afoote Marke thou the King doe but obserue his lookes For I mine eies will riuet to his face And if he doe not bleach and change at that It is a damned ghost that we haue seene Horatio haue a care obserue him well Hor. My lord mine eies shall still be on his face And not the smallest alteration That shall appeare in him but I shall note it Ham. Harke they come Enter King Queene Corambis and other Lords King How now son Hamlet how fare you shall we haue a play Ham. Y faith the Camelions dish not capon cramm'd feede a the ayre I father My lord you playd in the Vniuersitie Cor. That I did my L and I was counted a good actor Ham. What did you enact there Cor. My lord I did act Iulius Caesar I was killed in the Capitoll Brutus killed me Ham. It was a brute parte of
And that brings many a one to his long home Clowne Prety agen the gallowes doth well mary howe dooes it well the gallowes dooes well to them that doe ill goe get thee gone And if any one aske thee hereafter say A Graue-maker for the houses he buildes Last till Doomes-day Fetch me a stope of beere goe Enter Hamlet and Horatio Clowne A picke-axe and a spade A spade for and a winding sheete Most fit it is for t' will be made he throwes vp a shouel For such a ghest most meete Ham. Hath this fellow any feeling of himselfe That is thus merry in making of a graue See how the slaue joles their heads against the earth Hor. My lord Custome hath made it in him seeme nothing Clowne A pick-axe and a spade a spade For and a winding fheete Most fit it is for to be made For such a ghest most meet Ham. Looke you there 's another Horatio Why mai 't not be the scull of some Lawyer Me thinkes he should indite that fellow Of an action of Batterie for knocking Him about the pate with 's shouel now where is your Quirkes and quillets now your vouchers and Double vouchers your leases and free-holde And tenements why that same boxe there will scarse Holde the conueiance of his land and must The honor lie thâ—re O pittifull transformance I prethee tell me Horatio Is parchment made of sheep-skinnes Hor. I my Lorde and of calues-skinnes too Ham. I faith they prooue themselues sheepe and calues That deale with them or put their trust in them There 's another why may not that be such a ones Scull that praised my Lord such a ones horse When he meant to beg him Horatio I prethee Le ts question yonder fellow Now my friend whose graue is this Clowne Mine sir. Ham. But who must lie in it Clowne If I should say I should I should lie in my throat sir. Ham. What man must be buried here Clowne No man sir Ham. What woman Clowne No woman neither sir but indeede One that was a woman Ham. An excellent fellow by the Lord Horatio This seauen yeares haue I noted it the toe of the pesant Comes so neere the heele of the courtier That hee gawles his kibe I prethee tell mee one thing How long will a man lie in the ground before hee rots Clowne I faith sir if hee be not rotten before He be laide in as we haue many pocky corses He will last you eight yeares a tanner Will last you eight yeares full out or nine Ham. And why a tanner Clowne Why his hide is so tanned with his trade That it will holde out water that 's a parlous Deuourer of your dead body a great soaker Looke you here 's a scull hath bin here this dozen yeare Let me see I euer since our last king Hamlet Slew Fortenbrasse in combat yong Hamlets father Hee that 's mad Ham. I mary how came he madde Clowne I faith very strangely by loosing of his wittes Ham. Vpon what ground Clowne A this ground in Denmarke Ham. Where is he now Clowne Why now they sent him to England Ham. To England wherefore Clowne Why they say he shall haue his wittes there Or if he haue not t' is no great matter there It will not be seene there Ham. Why not there Clowne Why there they say the men are as mad as he Ham. Whose scull was this Clowne This a plague on him a madde rogues it was He powred once a whole flagon of Rhenish of my head Why do not you know him this was one Yorickes scull Ham. Was this I prethee let me see it alas poore Yoricke I knew him Horatio A fellow of infinite mirth he hath caried mee twenty times vpon his backe here hung those lippes that I haue Kissed a hundred times and to see now they abhorre me Where 's your iests now Yoricke your flashes of meriment now go to my Ladies chamber and bid her paint her selfe an inch thicke to this she must come Yoricke Horatio I prethee tell me one thing doost thou thinke that Alexander looked thus Hor. Euen so my Lord. Ham. And smelt thus Hor. I my lord no otherwise Ham. No why might not imagination worke as thus of Alexander Alexander died Alexander was buried Alexander became earth of earth we make clay and Alexander being but clay why might not time bring to passe that he might stoppe the boung hole of a beere barrell Imperious Caesar dead and turnd to clay Might stoppe a hole to keepe the winde away Enter King and Queene Leartes and other lordes with a Priest after the coffin Ham. What funerall's this that all the Court laments It shews to be some noble parentage Stand by a while Lear. What ceremony else say what ceremony else Priest My Lord we haue done all that lies in vs And more than well the church can tolerate She hath had a Dirge sung for her maiden soule And but for fauour of the king and you She had beene buried in the open fieldes Where now she is allowed christian buriall Lear. So I tell thee churlish Priest a ministring Angell shall my sister be when thou liest howling Ham. The faire Ofelia dead Queene Sweetes to the sweete farewell I had thought to adorne thy bridale bed faire maide And not to follow thee vnto thy graue Lear. Forbeare the earth a while sister farewell Leartes leapes into the graue Now powre your earth on Olympus hie And make a hill to o're top olde Pellon Hamlet leaps in after Leartes What 's he that coniures so Ham. Beholde t is I Hamlet the Dane Lear. The diuell take thy soule Ham. O thou praiest not well I prethee take thy hand from off my throate For there is something in me dangerous Which let thy wisedome feare holde off thy hand I lou'de Ofelia as deere as twenty brothers could Shew me what thou wilt doe for her Wilt fight wilt fast wilt pray Wilt drinke vp vessels eate a crocadile I le do ot Com'st thou here to whine And where thou talk'st of burying thee a liue Here let vs stand and let them throw on vs Whole hills of earth till with the heighth therof Make Oosell as a Wart King Forbeare Leartes now is hee mad as is the sea Anone as milde and gentle as a Doue Therfore a while giue his wilde humour scope Ham. What is the reason sir that you wrong mee thus I neuer gaue you cause but stand away A Cat will meaw a Dog will haue a day Exit Hamlet and Horatio Queene Alas it is his madnes makes him thus And not his heart Leartes King My lord t' is so but wee 'le no longer trifle This very day shall Hamlet drinke his last For presently we meane to send to him Therfore Leartes be in readynes Lear. My lord till then my soule will not bee quiet King Come Gertred wee 'l haue Leartes and our sonne Made friends and Louers as befittes them both Euen as they tender vs and loue their
him To kill so capitall a calfe Come be these Players ready Queene Hamlet come sit downe by me Ham. No by my faith mother heere 's a mettle more attractiue Lady will you giue me leaue and so forth To lay my head in your lappe Ofel. No my Lord. Ham. Vpon your lap what do you thinke I meant contrary matters Enter in a Dumbe Shew the King and the Queene he sits downe in an Arbor she leaues him Then enters Lucianus with poyson in a Viall and powres it in his eares and goes away Then the Queene commeth and findes him dead and goes away with the other Ofel. What meanes this my Lord Enter the Prologue Ham. This is myching Mallico that meanes my chiefe Ofel. What doth this meane my lord Ham. you shall heare anone this fellow will tell you all Ofel. Will he tell vs what this shew meanes Ham. I or any shew you 'le shew him Be not afeard to shew hee 'le not be afeard to tell O these Players cannot keepe counsell thei 'le tell all Prol. For vs and for our Tragedie Heere stowpiug to your clemencie We begge your hearing patiently Ham. I' st a prologue or a poesie for a ring Ofel. T' is short my Lord. Ham. As womens loue Enter the Duke and Dutchesse Duke Full fortie yeares are past their date is gone Since happy time ioyn'd both our hearts as one And now the blood that fill'd my youthfull veines Runnes weakely in their pipes and all the straines Of musicke which whilome pleasde mine eare Is now a burthen that Age cannot beare And therefore sweete Nature must pay his due To heauen must I and leaue the earth with you Dutchesse O say not so lest that you kill my heart When death takes you let life from me depart Duke Content thy selfe when ended is my date Thon maist perchance haue a more noble mate More wise more youthfull and one Dutchesse O speake no more for then I am accurst None weds the second but she kils the first A second time I kill my Lord that 's dead When second husband kisses me in bed Ham. O wormewood wormewood Duke I doe beleeue you sweete what now you speake But what we doe determine oft we breake For our demises stil are ouerthrowne Our thoughts are ours their end 's none of our owne So thinke you will no second husband wed But die thy thoughts when thy first Lord is dead Dutchesse Both here and there pursue me lasting strife If once a widdow euer I be wife Ham. If she should breake now Duke T' is deepely sworne sweete leaue me here a while My spirites growe dull and faine I would beguile the tedious time with sleepe Dutchesse Sleepe rocke thy braine And neuer come mischance betweene vs twaine exit Lady Ham. Madam how do you like this play Queene The Lady protests too much Ham. O but shee 'le keepe her word King Haue you heard the argument is there no offence in it Ham. No offence in the world poyson in iest poison in iest King What do you call the name of the play Ham. Mouse-trap mary how trapically this play is The image of a murder done in guyana Albertus Was the Dukes name his wife Baptista Father it is a knauish peece a worke but what A that it toucheth not vs you and I that haue free Soules let the galld iade wince this is one Lucianus nephew to the King Ofel. Ya 're as good as a Chorus my lord Ham. I could interpret the loue you beare if I sawe the poopies dallying Ofel. Y' are very pleasant my lord Ham. Who I your onlie jig-maker why what shoulde a man do but be merry for looke how cheerefully my mother lookes my father died within these two houres Ofel. Nay t' is twice two months my Lord. Ham. Two months nay then let the diuell weare blacke For I 'le haue a sute of Sables Iesus two months dead And not forgotten yet nay then there 's some Likelyhood a gentlemans death may outliue memorie But by my faith hee must build churches then Or els hee must follow the olde Epitithe With hoh with ho the hobi-horse is forgot Ofel. Your iests are keene my Lord. Ham. It would cost you a groning to take them off Ofel. Still better and worse Ham. So you must take your husband begin Murdred Begin a poxe leaue thy damnable faces and begin Come the croking rauen doth bellow for reuenge Murd Thoughts blacke hands apt drugs fit and time agreeing Confederate season else no creature seeing Thou mixture rancke of midnight weedes collected With Hecates bane thrise blasted thrise infected Thy naturall magicke and dire propertie One wholesome life vsurps immediately exit Ham. He poysons him for his estate King Lights I will to bed Cor. The king rises lights hoe Exeunt King and Lordes Ham. What frighted with false fires Then let the stricken deere goe weepe The Hart vngalled play For some must laugh while some must weepe Thus runnes the world away Hor. The king is mooued my lord Hor. I Horatio I 'le take the Ghosts word For more then all the coyne in Denmarke Enter Rossencraft and Gilderstone Ross. Now my lord how i' st with you Ham. And if the king like not the tragedy Why then belike he likes it not perdy Ross. We are very glad to see your grace so pleasant My good lord let vs againe intreate To know of you the ground and cause of your distemperature Gil. My lord your mother craues to speake with you Ham. We shall obey were she ten times our mother Ross. But my good Lord shall I intreate thus much Ham. I pray will you play vpon this pipe Ross. Alas my lord I cannot Ham. Pray will you Gil. I haue no skill my Lord. Ham. why looke it is a thing of nothing T' is but stopping of these holes And with a little breath from your lips It will giue most delicate musick Gil. But this cannot wee do my Lord. Ham. Pray now pray hartily I beseech you Ros. My lord wee cannot Ham. Why how vnworthy a thing would you make of me You would seeme to know my stops you would play vpon mee You would search the very inward part of my hart And diue into the secreet of my soule Zownds do you thinke Iam easier to be pla'yd On then a pipe call mee what Instrument You will though you can frett mee yet you can not Play vpon mee besides to be demanded by a spunge Ros. How a spunge my Lord Ham. I sir a spunge that sokes vp the kings Countenance fauours and rewardes that makes His liberalitie your store house but such as you Do the king in the end best seruise For hee doth keep you as an Ape doth nuttes In the corner of his law first mouthes you Then swallowes you so when hee hath need Of you t' is but squeefing of you And spunge you shall be dry againe you shall Ros. Wel my Lord wee 'le take our leaue Ham Farewell farewell God blesse you
Why I want preferment Ross. I thinke not so my lord Ham. Yes faith this great world you see contents me not No nor the spangled heauens nor earth nor sea No nor Man that is so glorious a creature Contents not me no nor woman too though you laugh Gil. My lord we laugh not at that Ham. Why did you laugh then When I said Man did not content mee Gil. My Lord we laughed when you said Man did not content you What entertainement the Players shall haue We boorded them a the way they are comming to you Ham. Players what Players be they Ross. My Lord the Tragedians of the Citty Those that you tooke delight to see so often Ham. How comes it that they trauell Do they grow restie Gil. No my Lord their reputation holds as it was wont Ham. How then Gil. Yfaith my Lord noueltie carries it away For the principall publike audience that Came to them are turned to priuate playes And to the humour of children Ham. I doe not greatly wonder of it For those that would make mops and moes At my vncle when my father liued Now giue a hundred two hundred pounds For his picture but they shall be welcome He that playes the King shall haue tribute of me The ventrous Knight shall vse his foyle and target The louer shall sigh gratis The clowne shall make them laugh That are tickled in the lungs or the blanke verse shall halt for 't And the Lady shall haue leaue to speake her minde freely The Trumpets sound Enter Corambis Do you see yonder great baby He is not yet out of his swadling clowts Gil. That may be for they say an olde man Is twice a childe Ham. I le prophecie to you hee comes to tell mee a the Players You say true a monday last t' was so indeede Cor. My lord I haue news to tell you Ham. My Lord I haue newes to tell you When Rossios was an Actor in Rome Cor. The Actors are come hither my lord Ham. Buz buz Cor. The best Actors in Christendome Either for Comedy Tragedy Historie Pastorall Pastorall Historicall Historicall Comicall Comicall historicall Pastorall Tragedy historicall Seneca cannot be too heauy nor Plato too light For the law hath writ those are the onely men Ha. O Iepha Iudge of Israel what a treasure hadst thou Cor. Why what a treasure had he my lord Ham. Why one faire daughter and no more The which he loued passing well Cor. A stil harping a my daughter well my Lord If you call me Iepha I hane a daughter that I loue passing well Ham. Nay that followes not Cor. What followes then my Lord Ham. Why by lot or God wot or as it came to passe And so it was the first verse of the godly Ballet Wil tel you all for look you where my abridgement comes Welcome maisters welcome all Enter players What my olde friend thy face is vallanced Since I saw thee last com'st thou to beard me in Denmarke My yong lady and mistris burlady but your Ladiship is growne by the altitude of a chopine higher than you were Pray God sir your voyce like a peece of vncurrant Golde be not crack't in the ring come on maisters Wee le euen too 't like French Falconers Flie at any thing we see come a taste of your Quallitie a speech a passionate speech Players What speech my good lord Ham. I heard thee speake a speech once But it was neuer acted or if it were Neuer aboue twice for as I remember It pleased not the vulgar it was cauiary To the million but to me And others that receiued it in the like kinde Cried in the toppe of their iudgements an excellent play Set downe with as great modestie as cunning One said there was no sallets in the lines to make thē sauory But called it an honest methode as wholesome as sweete Come a speech in it I chiefly remember Was Aeneas tale to Dido And then especially where he talkes of Princes slaughter If it liue in thy memory beginne at this line Let me see The rugged Pyrrus like th'arganian beast No t' is not so it begins with Pirrus O I haue it The rugged Pirrus he whose sable armes Blacke as his purpose did the night resemble When he lay couched in the ominous horse Hath now his blacke and grimme complexion smeered With Heraldry more dismall head to foote Now is he totall guise horridely tricked With blood offathers mothers daughters sonnes Back't and imparched in calagulate gore Rifted in earth and fire olde grandsire Pryam seekes So goe on Cor. Afore God my Lord well spoke and with good accent Play A none he finds him striking too short at Greeks His a 〈…〉 d rebellious to his Arme Lies where it falles vnable to resist Pyrrus at Pryam driues but all in rage Strikes wide but with the whiffe and winde Of his fell sword th'unnerued father falles Cor. Enough my friend t' is too long Ham. It shall to the Barbers with your beard A pox hee 's for a Iigge or a tale of bawdry Or else he sleepes come on to Hecuba come Play But who O who had seene the mobled Queene Cor. Mobled Queene is good faith very good Play All in the alarum and feare of death rose vp And o're her weake and all ore-teeming loynes a blancket And a kercher on that head where late the diademe stoode Who this had seene with tongue inuenom'd speech Would treason haue pronounced For if the gods themselues had seene her then When she saw Pirrus with malitious strokes Mincing her husbandes limbs It would haue made milch the burning eyes of heauen And passion in the gods Cor. Looke my lord if he hath not changde his colour And hath teares in his eyes no more good heart no more Ham. T' is well t' is very well I pray my lord Will you see the Players well bestowed I tell you they are the Chronicles And briefe abstracts of the time After your death I can tell you You were better haue a bad Epiteeth Then their ill report while you liue Cor. My lord I will vse them according to their deserts Ham. O farre better man vse euery man after his deserts Then who should scape whipping Vse them after your owne honor and dignitie The lesse they deserue the greater credit's yours Cor. Welcome my good fellowes exit Ham. Come hither maisters can you not play the murder of Gonsage players Yes my Lord. Ham. And could'st not thou for a neede study me Some dozen or sixteene lines Which I would set downe and insert players Yes very easily my good Lord. Ham. T' is well I thanke you follow that lord And doe you heare sirs take heede you mocke him not Gentlemen for your kindnes I thanke you And for a time I would desire you leaue me Gil. Our loue and duetie is at your commaund Exeunt all but Hamlet Ham. Why what a dunghill idiote slaue am I Why these Players here draw water from eyes For Hecuba