from their spheres Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular haire to stand on end Like quils vpon the fretfull Porpentine But this same blazon must not be to eares of flesh and blood Hamlet if euer thou didst thy deere father loue Ham. O God Gho. Reuenge his foule and most vnnaturall murder Ham. Murder Ghost Yea murder in the highest degree As in the least t is bad But mine most foule beastly and vnnaturall Ham. Haste me to knowe it that with wings as swift as meditation or the thought of it may sweepe to my reuenge Ghost O I finde thee apt and duller shouldst thou be Then the fat weede which rootes it selfe in ease On Lethe wharffe briefe let me be T is giuen out that sleeping in my orchard A Serpent stung me so the whole eare of Denmarke Is with a forged Prosses of my death rankely abusde But know thou noble Youth he that did sting Thy fathers heart now weares his Crowne Ham. O my prophetike soule my vncle my vncle Ghost Yea he that incestuous wretch wonne to his will with gifts O wicked will and gifts that haue the power So to seduce my most seeming vertuous Queene But vertne as it neuer will be moued Though Lewdnesse court it in a shape of heauen So Lust though to a radiant angle linckt Would fate it selfe from a celestiall bedde And prey on garbage but soft me thinkes I sent the mornings ayre briefe let me be Sleeping within my Orchard my custome alwayes In the after noone vpon my secure houre Thy vncle came with iuyce of Hebona In a viall and through the porches of my eares Did powre the leaprous distilment whose effect Hold such an enmitie with blood of man That swift as quickesiluer it posteth through The naturall gates and allies of the body And turnes the thinne and wholesome blood Like eager dropings into milke And all my smoothe body barked and tetterd ouer Thus was I sleeping by a brothers hand Of Crowne of Queene of life of dignitie At once depriued no reckoning made of But sent vnto my graue With all my accompts and sinnes vpon my head O horrible most horrible Ham. O God! ghost If thou hast nature in thee beare it not But howsoeuer let not thy heart Conspire against thy mother aught Leaue her to heauen And to the burthen that her conscience beares I must be gone the Glo-worme shewes the Mattin To be neere and gin's to pale his vneffectuall fire Hamlet adue adue adue remember me Exit Ham. O all you hoste of heauen O earth what else And shall I couple hell remember thee Yes thou poore Ghost from the tables Of my memorie I le wipe away all sawes of Bookes All triuiall fond conceites That euer youth or else obseruance noted And thy remembrance all alone shall sit Yes yes by heauen a damnd pernitious villaine Murderons bawdy smiling damned villaine My tables meet it is I set it downe That one may smile and smile and be a villayne Atleast I am sure it may be so in Denmarke So vncle there you are there you are Now to the words it is adue adue remember me Soe t' is enough I haue sworne Hor. My lord my lord Enter Horatio and Marcellus Mar. Lord Hamlet Hor. Ill lo lo ho ho. Mar. Ill lo lo so ho so come boy come Hor. Heauens secure him Mar. How i' st my noble lord Hor. What news my lord Ham. O wonderfull wonderful Hor. Good my lord tel it Ham. No not I you 'l reueale it Hor. Not I my Lord by heauen Mar. Nor I my Lord. Ham. How say you then would hart of man Once thinke it but you 'l be secret Both. I by heauen my lord Ham. There 's neuer a villaine dwelling in all Denmarke But hee 's an arrant knaue Hor. There need no Ghost come from the graue to tell you this Ham. Right you are in the right and therefore I holde it meet without more circumstance at all Wee shake hands and part you as your busines And desiers shall leade you for looke you Euery man hath busines and desires such As it is and for my owne poore parte I le go pray Hor. These are but wild and wherling words my Lord. Ham. I am sory they offend you hartely yes faith hartily Hor. Ther 's no offence my Lord. Ham. Yes by Saint Patrike but there is Horatio And much offence too touching this vision It is an honest ghost that let mee tell you For your desires to know what is betweene vs Or emaister it as you may And now kind frends as yon are frends Schollers and gentlmen Grant mee one poore request Both. What i st my Lord Ham. Neuer make known what you haue seene to night Both. My lord we will not Ham. Nay but sweare Hor. In faith my Lord not I. Mar. Nor I my Lord in faith Ham. Nay vpon my sword indeed vpon my sword Gho. Sweare The Gost vnder the stage Ham. Ha ha come you here this fellow in the sellerige Here consent to sweare Hor. Propose the oth my Lord. Ham. Neuer to speake what you haue seene to night Sweare by my sword Gost. Sweare Ham. Hic vbique nay then wee le shift our ground Come hither Gentlemen and lay your handes Againe vpon this sword neuer to speake Of that which you haue seene sweare by my sword Ghost Sweare Ham. Well said old Mole can'st worke in the earth so fast a worthy Pioner once more remoue Hor. Day and night but this is wondrous strange Ham. And therefore as a stranger giue it welcome There are more things in heauen and earth Horatio Then are Dream't of in your philosophie But come here as before you neuer shall How strange or odde socre I beare my selfe As I perchance hereafter shall thinke meet To put an Anticke disposition on That you at such times seeing me neuer shall With Armes incombred thus or this head shake Or by pronouncing some vndoubtfull phrase As well well wee know or wee could and if we would Or there be and if they might or such ambiguous Giuing out to note that you know aught of mee This not to doe so grace and mercie At your most need helpe you sweare Ghost sweare Ham. Rest rest perturbed spirit so gentlemen In all my loue I do commend mee to you And what so poore a man as Hamlet may To pleasure you God willing shall not want Nay come lett 's go together But stil your fingers on your lippes I pray The time is out of ioynt O cursed spite That euer I was borne to set it right Nay come lett 's go together Exeunt Enter Corambis and Montano Cor. Montano here these letters to my sonne And this same mony with my blessing to him And bid him ply his learning good Montano Mon. I will my lord Cor. You shall do very well Montano to say thus I knew the gentleman or know his father To inquire the manner of his life As thus being amongst his acquaintance
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
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
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
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
Exit Rossencraft and Gilderstone Enter Corambis Cor. My lord the Queene would speake with you Ham. Do you see yonder clowd in the shape of a camell Cor. T' is like a camell in deed Ham. Now me thinkes it 's like a weasel Cor. T' is back't like a weasell Ham. Or like a whale Cor. Very like a whale exit Coram Ham. Why then tell my mother I 'le come by and by Good night Horatio Hor. Good night vnto your Lordship exit Horatio Ham. My mother she hath sent to speake with me O God let ne're the heart of Nero enter This soft bosome Let me be cruell not vnnaturall I will speake daggers those sharpe wordes being spent To doe her wrong my soule shall ne're consent exit Enter the King King O that this wet that falles vpon my face Would wash the crime cleere from my conscience When I looke vp to heauen I see my trespasse The earth doth still crie out vpon my fact Pay me the murder of a brother and a king And the adulterous fault I haue committed O these are sinnes that are vnpardonable Why say thy sinnes were blacker then is ieat Yet may contrition make them as white as snowe I but still to perseuer in a sinne It is an act gainst the vniuersall power Most wretched man stoope bend thee to thy prayer Aske grace of heauen to keepe thee from despaire hee kneeles enter Hamlet Ham. I so come forth and worke thy last And thus hee dies and so am I reuenged No not so he tooke my father sleeping his sins brim full And how his soule stoode to the state of heauen Who knowes saue the immortall powres And shall I kill him now When he is purging of his soule Making his way for heauen this is a benefit And not reuenge no get thee vp agen When hee 's at game swaring taking his carowse drinking drunke Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed Or at some act that hath no relish Of saluation in 't then trip him That his heeles may kicke at heauen And fall as lowe as hel my mother stayes This phisicke but prolongs thy weary dayes exit Ham. King My wordes fly vp my sinnes remaine below No King on earth is safe if Gods his foe exit King Enter Queene and Corambis Cor. Madame I heare yong Hamlet comming I 'le shrowde my selfe behinde the Arras exit Cor. Queene Do so my Lord. Ham. Mother mother O are you here How i' st with you mother Queene How i' st with you Ham I 'le tell you but first wee le make all safe Queene Hamlet thou hast thy father much offended Ham. Mother you haue my father much offended Queene How now boy Ham. How now mother come here sit downe for you shall heare me speake Queene What wilt thou doe thou wilt not murder me Helpe hoe Cor. Helpe for the Queene Ham. I a Rat dead for a Duckat Rash intruding foole farewell I tooke thee for thy better Queene Hamlet what hast thou done Ham. Not so much harme good mother As to kill a king and marry with his brother Queene How kill a king Ham. Ia King nay sit you downe and ere you part If you be made of penitrable stuffe I 'le make your eyes looke downe into your heart And see how horride there and blacke it shews Queene Hamlet what mean'st thou by these killing words Ham. Why this I meane see here behold this picture It is the portraiture of your deceased husband See here a face to outface Mars himselfe An eye at which his foes did tremble at A front wherin all vertue are set downe For to adorne a king and guild his crowne Whose heart went hand in hand euen with that vow He made to you in marriage and he is dead Murdred damnably murdred this was your husband Looke you now here is your husband With a face like Unlcan A looke fit for a murder and a rape A dull dead hanging looke and a hell-bred eie To affright children and amaze the world And this same haue you left to change with this What Diuell thus hath cosoned you at hob-man blinde A haue you eyes and can you looke on him That slew my father and your deere husband To liue in the incestuous pleasure of his bed Queene O Hamlet speake no more Ham. To leaue him that bare a Monarkes minde For a king of clowts of very shreads Queene Sweete Hamlet cease Ham. Nay but still to persist and dwell in finne To sweate vnder the yoke of insamie To make increase of shame to seale damnation Queene Hamlet no more Ham. Why appetite with you is in the waine Your blood runnes backeward now from whence it came who 'le chide hote blood within a Virgins heart When lust shall dwell within a matrons breast Queene Hamlet thou cleaues my heart in twaine Ham. O throw away the worser part of it and keepe the better Enter the ghost in his night gowne Saue me saue me you gratious Powers aboue and houer ouer mee With your celestiall wings Doe you not come your tardy sonne to chide That I thus long haue let reuenge slippe by O do not glare with lookes so pittifull Lest that my heart of stone yeelde to compassion And euery part that should assist reuenge Forgoe their proper powers and fall to pitty Ghost Hamlet I once againe appeare to thee To put thee in remembrance of my death Doe not neglect nor long time put it off But I perceiue by thy distracted lookes Thy mother 's fearefull and she stands amazde Speake to her Hamlet for her sex is weake Comfort thy mother Hamlet thinke on me Ham. How i' st with you Lady Queene Nay how i' st with you That thus you bend your eyes on vacancie And holde discourse with nothing but with ayre Ham. Why doe you nothing heare Queene Not I. Ham. Nor doe you nothing see Queene No neither Ham. No why see the king my father my father in the habite As he liued looke you how pale he lookes See how he steales away out of the Portall Looke there he goes exit ghost Queene Alas it is the weakenesse of thy braine Which makes thy tongue to blazon thy hearts griefe But as I haue a soule I sweare by heauen I neuer knew of this most horride murder But Hamlet this is onely fantasie And for my loue forget these idle fits Ham. Idle no mother my pulse doth beate like yours It is not madnesse that possesseth Hamlet O mother if euer you did my deare father loue Forbeare the adulterous bed to night And win your selfe by little as you may In time it may be you wil lothe him quite And mother but assist mee in reuenge And in his death your infamy shall die Queene Hamlet I vow by that maiesty That knowes our thoughts and lookes into our hearts I will conceale consent and doe my best What stratagem soe're thou shalt deuise Ham. It is enough mother good night Come sir I 'le prouide for you a graue
fathers spirit in Armes Well all 's not well I doubt some foule play Would the night were come Till then sit still my soule foule deeds will ris Though all the world orewhelme them to mens eies Exit Enter Leartes and Ofelia Leart My necessaries are inbarkt I must aboord But ere I part marke what I say to thee I see Prince Hamlet makes a shew of loue Beware Ofelia do not trust his vowes Perhaps he loues you now and now his tongue Speakes from his heart but yet take heed my sister The Chariest maide is prodigall enough If she vnmaske hir beautie to the Moone Vertue it selfe scapes not calumnious thoughts Belieu 't Ofelia therefore keepe a loofe Lest that he trip thy honor and thy fame Ofel. Brother to this I haue lent attentiue eare And doubt not but to keepe my honour firme But my deere brother do not you Like to a cunning Sophister Teach me the path and ready way to heauen While you forgetting what is said to me Your selfe like to a carelesse libertine Doth giue his heart his appetite at ful And little recks how that his honour dies Lear. No feare it not my deere Ofelia Here comes my father occasion smiles vpon a second leaue Enter Corambis Cor. Yet here Leartes aboord aboord for shame The winde sits in the shoulder of your saile And you are staid for there my blessing with thee And these few precepts in thy memory Be thou familiar but by no meanes vulgare Those friends thou hast and their adoptions tried Graple them to thee with a hoope of steele But do not dull the palme with entertaine Of euery new vnfleg'd courage Beware of entrance into a quarrell but being in Beare it that the opposed may beware of thee Costly thy apparrell as thy purse can buy But not exprest in fashion For the apparell oft proclaimes the man And they of France of the chiefe rancke and station Are of a most select and generall chiefe in that This aboue all to thy owne selfe be true And it must follow as the night the day Thou canst not then be false to any one Farewel my blessing with thee Lear. I humbly take my leaue farewell Ofelia And remember well what I haue said to you exit Ofel. It is already lock't within my hart And you your selfe shall keepe the key of it Cor. What i' st Ofelia he hath saide to you Ofel. Somthing touching the prince Hamlet Cor. Mary wel thought on t' is giuen me to vnderstand That you haue bin too prodigall of your maiden presence Vnto Prince Hamlet if it be so As so t is giuen to mee and that in waie of caution I must tell you you do not vnderstand your selfe So well as befits my honor and your credite Ofel. My lord he hath made many tenders of his loue to me Cor. Tenders I I tenders you may call them Ofel. And withall such earnest vowes Cor. Springes to catch woodcocks What do not I know when the blood doth burne How prodigall the tongue lends the heart vowes In briefe be more scanter of your maiden presence Or tendring thus you 'l tender mee a foole Ofel. I shall obay my lord in all I may Cor. Ofelia receiue none of his letters For louers lines are snares to intrap the heart Refuse his tokens both of them are keyes To vnlocke Chastitie vnto Desire Come in Ofelia such men often proue Great in their wordes but little in their loue Ofel. I will my lord exeunt Enter Hamlet Horatio and Marcellus Ham. The ayre bites shrewd it is an eager and An nipping winde what houre i' st Hor. I think it lacks of twelue Sound Trumpets Mar. No t' is strucke Hor. Indeed I heard it not what doth this mean my lord Ham. O the king doth wake to night takes his rowse Keepe wassel and the swaggering vp-spring reeles And as he dreames his draughts of renish downe The kettle drumme and trumpet thus bray out The triumphes of his pledge Hor. Is it a custome here Ham. I mary i' st and though I am Natiue here and to the maner borne It is a custome more honourd in the breach Then in the obseruance Enter the Ghost Hor. Looke my Lord it comes Ham. Angels and Ministers of grace defend vs Be thou a spirite of health or goblin damn'd Bring with thee ayres from heanen or blasts from hell Be thy intents wicked or charitable Thou commest in such questionable shape That I will speake to thee I le call thee Hamlet King Father Royall Dane O answere mee let mee not burst in ignorance But say why thy canonizd bones hearsed in death Haue burst their ceremonies why thy Sepulcher In which wee saw thee quietly interr'd Hath burst his ponderous and marble Iawes To cast thee vp againe what may this meane That thou dead corse againe in compleate steele Reuissets thus the glimses of the Moone Making night hideous and we fooles of nature So horridely to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our soules Say speake wherefore what may this meane Hor. It beckons you as though it had something To impart to you alone Mar. Looke with what courteous action It waues you to a more remoued ground But do not go with it Hor. No by no meanes my Lord. Ham. It will not speake then will I follow it Hor. What if it tempt you toward the flood my Lord. That beckles ore his bace into the sea And there assume some other horrible shape Which might depriue your soueraigntie of reason And driue you into madnesse thinke of it Ham. Still am I called go on I le follow thee Hor. My Lord you shall not go Ham. Why what should be the feare I do not set my life at a pinnes fee And for my soule what can it do to that Being a thing immortall like it selfe Go on I le follow thee Mar. My Lord be rulde you shall not goe Ham. My fate cries out and makes each pety Artiue As hardy as the Nemeon Lyons nerue Still am I cald vnhand me gentlemen By heauen I le make a ghost of him that lets me Away I say go on I le follow thee Hor. He waxeth desperate with imagination Mar. Something is rotten in the state of Denmarke Hor. Haue after to what issue will this sort Mar. Le ts follow t is not fit thus to obey him exit Enter Ghost and Hamlet Ham. I le go no farther whither wilt thou leade me Ghost Marke me Ham. I will Ghost I am thy fathers spirit doomd for a time To walke the night and all the day Confinde in flaming fire Till the foule crimes done in my dayes of Nature A repurged and burnt away Ham. Alas poore Ghost Ghost Nay pitty me not but to my vnfolding Lend thy listning eare but that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison house I would a tale vnfold whose lightest word Would harrow vp thy soule freeze thy yong blood Make thy two eyes like stars start
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.
Who was in life a foolish prating knaue Exit Hamlet with the dead body Enter the King and Lordes King Now Gertred what sayes our sonne how doe you finde him Queene Alas my lord as raging as the sea Whenas he came I first bespake him faire But then he throwes and tosses me about As one forgetting that I was his mother At last I call'd for help and as I cried Corambis Call'd which Hamlet no sooner heard but whips me Out his rapier and cries a Rat a Rat and in his rage The good olde man he killes King Why this his madnesse will vndoe our state Lordes goe to him inquire the body out Gil. We will my Lord. Exeunt Lordes King Gertred your sonne shall presently to England His shipping is already furnished And we haue sent by Rossencraft and Gilderstone Our letters to our deare brother of England For Hamlets welfare and his happinesse Happly the aire and climate of the Country May please him better than his natiue home See where he comes Enter Hamlet and the Lordes Gil. My lord we can by no meanes Know of him where the body is King Now sonne Hamlet where is this dead body Ham. At supper not where he is eating but Where he is eaten a certaine company of politicke wormes are euen now at him Father your fatre King and your leane Beggar Are but variable seruices two dishes to one messe Looke you a man may fish with that worme That hath eaten of a King And a Beggar eate that fish Which that worme hath caught King What of this Ham. Nothing father but to tell you how a King May go a progresse through the guttes of a Beggar King But sonne Hamlet where is this body Ham. In heau'n if you chance to misse him there Father you had best looke in the other partes below For him and if you cannot finde him there You may chance to nose him as you go vp the lobby King Make haste and finde him out Ham. Nay doe you heare do not make too much haste I 'le warrant you hee 'le stay till you come King Well sonne Hamlet we in care of you but specially in tender preseruation of your health The which we price euen as our proper selfe It is our minde you forthwith goe for England The winde fits faire you shall aboorde to night Lord Rossencraft and Gilderstone shall goe along with you Ham. O with all my heart farewel mother King Your louing father Hamlet Ham. My mother I say you married my mother My mother is your wife man and wife is one flesh And so my mother farewel for England hoe exeunt all but the king king Gertred leaue me And take your leaue of Hamlet To England is he gone ne're to returne Our Letters are vnto the King of England That on the sight of them on his allegeance He presently without demaunding why That Hamlet loose his head for he must die There 's more in him than shallow eyes can see He once being dead why then our state is free exit Enter Fortenbrasse Drumme and Souldiers Fort. Captaine from vs goe greete The king of Denmarke Tell him that Fortenbrasse nephew to old Norway Craues a free passe and conduct ouer his land According to the Articles agreed on You know our Randevous goe march away exeunt all enter King and Queene King Hamlet is ship't for England fare him well I hope to heare good newes from thence ere long If euery thing fall out to our content As I doe make no doubt but so it shall Queene God grant it may heau'ns keep my Hamlet safe But this mischance of olde Corambis death Hath piersed so the yong Ofeliaes heart That she poore maide is quite bereft her wittes King Alas deere heart And on the other side We vnderstand her brother 's come from Francé And he hath halfe the heart of all our Land And hardly hee 'le forget his fathers death Vnlesse by some meanes he be pacified Qu. O see where the yong Ofelia is Enter Ofelia playing on a Lute and her haire downe singing Ofelia How should I your true loue know From another man By his cockle hatte and his staffe And his sandall shoone White his shrowde as mountaine snowe Larded with sweete slowers That bewept to the graue did not goe With true louers showers He is dead and gone Lady he is dead and gone At his head a grasse greene turffe At his heeles a stone king How is' t with you sweete Ofelia Ofelia Well God yeeld you It grieues me to see how they laid him in the cold ground I could not chuse but weepe And will he not come againe And will he not come againe No no hee 's gone and we cast away mone And he neuer will come againe His beard as white as snowe All flaxen was his pole He is dead he is gone And we cast away moane God a mercy on his soule And of all christen soules I pray God God be with you Ladies God be with you exit Ofelia king A pretty wretch this is a change indeede O Time how swiftly runnes our ioyes away Content on earth was neuer certaine bred To day we laugh and liue to morrow dead How now what noyse is that A noyse within enter Leartes Lear. Stay there vntill I come O thou vilde king giue me my father Speake say where 's my father king Dead Lear. Who hath murdred him speake I 'le not Be juggled with for he is murdred Queene True but not by him Lear. By whome by heau'n I 'le be resolued king Let him goe Gertred away I feare him not There 's such diuinitie doth wall a king That treason dares not looke on Let him goe Gertred that your father is murdred T' is true and we most sory for it Being the chiefest piller of our state Therefore will you like a most desperate gamster Swoop-stake-like draw at friend and foe and all Lear. To his good friends thus wide I 'le ope mine arms And locke them in my hart but to his foes I will no reconcilement but by bloud king Why now you speake like a most louing sonne And that in soule we sorrow for for his death Your selfe ere long shall be a witnesse Meane while be patient and content your selfe Enter Ofelia as before Lear. Who 's this Ofelia O my deere sister I' st possible a yong maides life Should be as mortall as an olde mans sawe O heau'ns themselues how now Oselia Ofel. Wel God a mercy I a bin gathering of floures Here here is rew for you You may call it hearb a grace a Sundayes Heere 's some for me too you must weare your rew With a difference there 's a dazie Here Loue there 's rosemary for you For remembrance I pray Loue remember And there 's pansey for thoughts Lear. A document in madnes thoughts remembrance O God O God! Ofelia There is fennell for you I would a giu'n you Some violets but they all withered when My father died alas they
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