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My will, not all the world. Why, now you speak Like a good child and a true gentleman. Re-enter Ophelia, fantastically dressed with straws and flowers.

O heat, dry up my brains. Tears seven times salt, Burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye. By heaven, thy madness shall be paid by weight, Till our scale turn the beam. O rose of May! Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia! Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade revenge, It could not move thus. O you must wear your rue with a difference. They say he made a good end. Thought and affliction, passion, hell itself She turns to favour and to prettiness. And will he not come again?

No, no, he is dead, Go to thy death-bed, He never will come again. His beard was as white as snow, All flaxen was his poll. He is gone, he is gone, And we cast away moan. Laertes, I must commune with your grief, Or you deny me right. So you shall. I pray you go with me.

Enter Horatio and a Servant. I do not know from what part of the world I should be greeted, if not from Lord Hamlet. They have letters for him. Ere we were two days old at sea, a pirate of very warlike appointment gave us chase. Finding ourselves too slow of sail, we put on a compelled valour, and in the grapple I boarded them. On the instant they got clear of our ship, so I alone became their prisoner. They have dealt with me like thieves of mercy. But they knew what they did; I am to do a good turn for them.

Let the King have the letters I have sent, and repair thou to me with as much haste as thou wouldst fly death. I have words to speak in thine ear will make thee dumb; yet are they much too light for the bore of the matter. These good fellows will bring thee where I am.

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern hold their course for England: of them I have much to tell thee. Enter King and Laertes. It well appears. And so have I a noble father lost, A sister driven into desperate terms, Whose worth, if praises may go back again, Stood challenger on mount of all the age For her perfections.

But my revenge will come. Break not your sleeps for that. You must not think That we are made of stuff so flat and dull That we can let our beard be shook with danger, And think it pastime.

You shortly shall hear more. Letters, my lord, from Hamlet. This to your Majesty; this to the Queen. Sailors, my lord, they say; I saw them not. They were given me by Claudio. Tomorrow shall I beg leave to see your kingly eyes.

When I shall, first asking your pardon thereunto, recount the occasions of my sudden and more strange return. What should this mean? Are all the rest come back? Or is it some abuse, and no such thing? I am lost in it, my lord. If it be so, Laertes,— As how should it be so? How otherwise? To thine own peace. It falls right. Your sum of parts Did not together pluck such envy from him As did that one, and that, in my regard, Of the unworthiest siege. A very riband in the cap of youth, Yet needful too, for youth no less becomes The light and careless livery that it wears Than settled age his sables and his weeds, Importing health and graveness.

Now, out of this,—. Laertes, was your father dear to you? Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, A face without a heart? Not that I think you did not love your father, But that I know love is begun by time, And that I see, in passages of proof, Time qualifies the spark and fire of it.

There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it; And nothing is at a like goodness still, For goodness, growing to a pleurisy, Dies in his own too much. No place, indeed, should murder sanctuarize; Revenge should have no bounds. But good Laertes, Will you do this, keep close within your chamber.

He, being remiss, Most generous, and free from all contriving, Will not peruse the foils; so that with ease, Or with a little shuffling, you may choose A sword unbated, and in a pass of practice, Requite him for your father. If this should fail, And that our drift look through our bad performance. Therefore this project Should have a back or second, that might hold If this did blast in proof. Soft, let me see. There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoary leaves in the glassy stream.

Her clothes spread wide, And mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up, Which time she chaunted snatches of old tunes, As one incapable of her own distress, Or like a creature native and indued Unto that element. Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears.

But yet It is our trick; nature her custom holds, Let shame say what it will. When these are gone, The woman will be out. Adieu, my lord, I have a speech of fire, that fain would blaze, But that this folly douts it.

Is she to be buried in Christian burial, when she wilfully seeks her own salvation? I tell thee she is, and therefore make her grave straight. The crowner hath sat on her, and finds it Christian burial. It must be se offendendo , it cannot be else. For here lies the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act: and an act hath three branches. It is to act, to do, and to perform: argal, she drowned herself wittingly.

Give me leave. Here lies the water; good. Here stands the man; good. If the man go to this water and drown himself, it is, will he nill he, he goes,—mark you that. But if the water come to him and drown him, he drowns not himself. Argal, he that is not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life.

And the more pity that great folk should have countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves more than their even Christian. Come, my spade. What, art a heathen? How dost thou understand the Scripture? Could he dig without arms? If thou answerest me not to the purpose, confess thyself—. What is he that builds stronger than either the mason, the shipwright, or the carpenter?

I like thy wit well in good faith, the gallows does well. But how does it well? It does well to those that do ill. Now, thou dost ill to say the gallows is built stronger than the church; argal, the gallows may do well to thee. Enter Hamlet and Horatio , at a distance. The houses he makes last till doomsday. Go, get thee to Yaughan; fetch me a stoup of liquor.

In youth when I did love, did love, Methought it was very sweet; To contract, O, the time for, a, my behove, O methought there was nothing meet. That skull had a tongue in it, and could sing once. How dost thou, good lord? Why may not that be the skull of a lawyer? Where be his quiddits now, his quillets, his cases, his tenures, and his tricks?

Why does he suffer this rude knave now to knock him about the sconce with a dirty shovel, and will not tell him of his action of battery? Is this the fine of his fines, and the recovery of his recoveries, to have his fine pate full of fine dirt? Will his vouchers vouch him no more of his purchases, and double ones too, than the length and breadth of a pair of indentures?

The very conveyances of his lands will scarcely lie in this box; and must the inheritor himself have no more, ha? They are sheep and calves which seek out assurance in that. I will speak to this fellow. Mine, sir. How absolute the knave is! We must speak by the card, or equivocation will undo us. By the Lord, Horatio, these three years I have taken note of it, the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier he galls his kibe.

Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was the very day that young Hamlet was born,—he that is mad, and sent into England. Faith, if he be not rotten before he die,—as we have many pocky corses nowadays that will scarce hold the laying in,—he will last you some eight year or nine year. A tanner will last you nine year. And your water is a sore decayer of your whoreson dead body. A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! Let me see. I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.

He hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Where be your gibes now? Not one now, to mock your own grinning?

Quite chop-fallen? Make her laugh at that. To what base uses we may return, Horatio! Why may not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander till he find it stopping a bung-hole? No, faith, not a jot. But to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it; as thus. Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; of earth we make loam; and why of that loam whereto he was converted might they not stop a beer-barrel?

Here comes the King. The Queen, the courtiers. Who is that they follow? And with such maimed rites? This doth betoken The corse they follow did with desperate hand Fordo it own life. Couch we awhile and mark. For charitable prayers, Shards, flints, and pebbles should be thrown on her.

Yet here she is allowed her virgin rites, Her maiden strewments, and the bringing home Of bell and burial. No more be done. We should profane the service of the dead To sing sage requiem and such rest to her As to peace-parted souls.

Hold off the earth a while, Till I have caught her once more in mine arms. This is I, Hamlet the Dane. I prythee take thy fingers from my throat; For though I am not splenative and rash, Yet have I in me something dangerous, Which let thy wiseness fear.

Away thy hand! Why, I will fight with him upon this theme Until my eyelids will no longer wag. What wilt thou do for her? Dost thou come here to whine? To outface me with leaping in her grave? Be buried quick with her, and so will I. And if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart.

Hear you, sir; What is the reason that you use me thus? But it is no matter. Let Hercules himself do what he may, The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. This grave shall have a living monument. An hour of quiet shortly shall we see; Till then in patience our proceeding be. Enter Hamlet and Horatio. So much for this, sir. Now let me see the other; You do remember all the circumstance?

Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep. Methought I lay Worse than the mutinies in the bilboes. But wilt thou hear me how I did proceed? Wilt thou know The effect of what I wrote? Why, even in that was heaven ordinant. Why, man, they did make love to this employment. They are not near my conscience; their defeat Does by their own insinuation grow. It must be shortly known to him from England What is the issue of the business there.

It will be short. Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I should impart a thing to you from his Majesty. I will receive it with all diligence of spirit.

But, my lord, his Majesty bade me signify to you that he has laid a great wager on your head. Sir, this is the matter,—. Nay, in good faith; for mine ease, in good faith. Sir, here is newly come to court Laertes; believe me, an absolute gentleman, full of most excellent differences, of very soft society and great showing.

Indeed, to speak feelingly of him, he is the card or calendar of gentry; for you shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would see. But, in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul of great article and his infusion of such dearth and rareness as, to make true diction of him, his semblable is his mirror and who else would trace him his umbrage, nothing more.

I would you did, sir; yet in faith if you did, it would not much approve me. Well, sir? I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with him in excellence; but to know a man well were to know himself. Three of the carriages, in faith, are very dear to fancy, very responsive to the hilts, most delicate carriages, and of very liberal conceit. The phrase would be more german to the matter if we could carry cannon by our sides. I would it might be hangers till then.

But on. Why is this all imponed, as you call it? The King, sir, hath laid that in a dozen passes between you and him, he shall not exceed you three hits. He hath laid on twelve for nine.

And it would come to immediate trial if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer. Sir, I will walk here in the hall. If it please his Majesty, it is the breathing time of day with me.

Let the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the King hold his purpose, I will win for him if I can; if not, I will gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits. Thus has he,—and many more of the same bevy that I know the drossy age dotes on,— only got the tune of the time and outward habit of encounter; a kind of yeasty collection, which carries them through and through the most fanned and winnowed opinions; and do but blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out,.

My lord, his Majesty commended him to you by young Osric, who brings back to him that you attend him in the hall. He sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes or that you will take longer time. If his fitness speaks, mine is ready. Now or whensoever, provided I be so able as now. The Queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to Laertes before you fall to play. I do not think so. Since he went into France, I have been in continual practice.