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aventorially, would dizzy the arithmetic of Osr. Shall I deliver you so ? memory; and yet but raw neither, in respect Ham. To this effect, Sir; after what flourish of his quick sail. But, in the verity of extol: your nature will. ment, I take him to be a soul of great article; Osr. I commend my duty to your lordship. and his infusion of such dearth and rareness,
(Exil. as, to make true diction of him, his semblable Ham. Yours, yours.-He does well to comis his mirror; and, who else would trace him, mend it himself; there are no tongues else his umbrage, nothing more.
for's turn. Osr, Your lordship speaks most infallibly of Hor. This lapwing* runs away with the shell him.
on his head. Ham. The concernancy, Sir? why do we wrap he sucked it. Thus has he (and many more
Ham. He did complyt with his dug, before the gentleman in our more rawer breath? Osr. Sir?
of the same breed, that, I know, the drossyt Hor. Is’t not possible to understand in ano-agę dotes on,), only got the tune of the time, ther tongue? You will do't, Sir, really. and outward' habit of encounter; a kind of
Ham. What imports the nominationt of this yestys collection, which carries them through gentleman?
and through the most fondll and windowed Osr. Of Laertes ?
opinions; and do but blow them to their trial, Hor. His purse is empty already; all his the bubbles are out. golden words are spent. Ham. Of him, Sir.
Enter a LORD.
Lord. My lord, his majesty commended him you did, it would not much approves me ;-him, that you attend him in the hall : He
to you by young Osric, who brings back to Well, Sir.
Osr. You are not ignorant of what excellence sends to know, if your pleasure hold to play Laertes is
with Laertes, or that you will take longer Ham. I dare not confess that, lest I shonld time. compare with him in excellence; but, to know Ham. I am constant to my purposes, they a man well, were to know himself.
follow the king's pleasure : it his fitness speaks, Osr. I mean, Sir, for his weapon; but in the mine is ready ; now, or wliensoever, provided imputation laid on him by them, in his meedß I be so able as now. he's unfellowed.
Lord, The king, and queen, and all are com. Ham. What's his weapon?
ing down. Osr. Rapier and dagger.
Ham. In happy time. Ham. That's two of his weapons: but, well.
Lord. The queen desires you, to use some Osr. The king, Sir, hath wagered with him gentle entertainment to Laertes, before you six Barbary horses: against the which he has fall to play. impawnedill as I take it, six French rapiers
Ham. She well instructs me.
[Exit LORD. and poniards, with their assigns, as girdle,
Hor. You will lose this wager, my lord. hangers, f and so: Three of the carriages, in Ham. I do not think so; since he went into faith, are very dear to fancy, very responsive France, I have been in continual practice; I to the hilts, most delicate carriages, and of shall win at the odds. But thou wouldst not very liberal conceit.
think, how ill all's here about my heart: but Ham. What call you the carriages ?
it is no maiter. Hor. I knew, you must be edified by the Hor. Nay, good my lord, margent, ere you had done.
Ham. It is but foolery ; but it is such a kind Ost. The carriages, Sir, are the hangers. of gain-giving, I as would, perhaps, trouble a
Ham. The phrase would be more germanft woman. to the matter, if we could carry a cannon by
Hor. If your mind dislike any thing, obey it: our sides; I'would, it might be hangers till I will forestal** their repair hither, and say, then. But, on: Six Barbary horses against you are not fit. six French swords, their assigns, and three
Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury; there is. liberal conceited carriages; that's the French a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. bet against the Danish: Why is this impawn- If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to ed, as you call it?
come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it Osr. The king, Sir, hath laid, that in a doz- will come: the readiness is all: Since no man, en passes between yourself and him, he shall of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave not exceed you three hits; he hath laid, on betiines ? Let be. twelve for nine; and it would come to immediate trial, if your lordship would vouchsafe Enter King, Queen, Laertes, Lords, Osric, the answer.
and Attendunts, with Foils, fc. Ham. How, if I answer, no? Osr. I mean, my lord, the opposition of your
King. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this
hand from me. person in trial. Ham. Sir, I will walk here in the hall: If it
(The King puts the Hand of Laertes into
that of HAMLET. please his majesty, it is the breathing time of
Hum. Give me your pardon, Sir: I have day with me: let the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the king hold his purpose, But pardon it, as you are a gentleman.
done you wrong; I will
win for him, if I can; if not, I will gain This presencet+ knows, and you must needs nothing but my shame, and the odd hits.
have heard, * This speech is a ridicule of the court jargon of that How I am punish'd with a sore distraction. time.. + Mentioning t Recommend. Praise.
11 Imponed, put down, staked. * A bird which runs about immediately as it is hatcha That part of the belt by which the sword was suspend. + Compliment. 1 Worthless.
& Frothy ad. ** Margin of a book which contains explanatory || For fond read fanned. 1 Misgiving # A-kin,
Ht The king and queen's presence.
my lord ?
What I have done,
[tion, Come.-Another hit; What say you? That might your nature, honour, and excep
(They plus. Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness. Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confess. Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes ? Never, Ham- King. Our son shall win.
Queen. He's fat, and scant o'breath,If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away, Here, Hamlet, take my napkin,* rub th: And, when he's not himself, does wrong La
The queen carousest to thy fortune, Hamlet. Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it. Hum. Good madam,Who does it then? His madness? If’t be so, King. Gertrude, do not drink. Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd,
Queen. I will, my lord; I pray you, pardon His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy. Şir, in this audience,
King. It is the poison'd cup; it too late. Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil
( Aside. Free me so tar in your most generous thoughts, Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by. That I have shot my arrow o'er the house, Queen. Come, let me wipe thy face. And hurt my brother.
Lier. My lord, I'll hit him now, Laer. I am satisfied in nature,
king. I do not think it. Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most Luer. And yet it is almost against my conTo my revenge: but in my terms of honour,
[ Aside. I stand aloot'; and will no reconcilement, Ham, Come, for the third, Laertes: You do Till by some elder masters, of known honour,
but dally; I have a voice and precedent of peace,
pray you, pass with your best violence; To keep my name nngor'd :* But till that time, I am afeard, you make a wantont of me. I do receive your offer'd love like love,
Laer. Say you so? come on. [They play. And will not wrong it.
Osr. Nothing neither way. Ham. I embrace it freely;
Laer. Have at you now. And will this brother's wager frankly play.- (LAERTES wounds HAMLET ; then, in scuf. Give us the foils; come on.
fling, they change Rapiers, and Hay. Laer. Come, one for me.
LET wounds LAERTES. Hum. I'll be your foil, Laertes; in mine ig- King. Part them, they are incens'd. norance
Ham. Nay, come again. [The QUEEN falls. Your skill shall, like a star i'the darkest night, Osr. Look to the queen there, ho! Stick fiery off, indeed.
Hor. They bleed on both sides :-How is it, Laer. You mock me, Sir. Ham. No, by this hand.
Osr. How is't, Laertes? King. Give them the foils, young Osric.- Laer. Why, as a woodcock to my own Cousin Hamlet,
springe, Osric; You know the wager ?
I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. Ham. Very well, my lord;
[side. Ham. How does the queen? Your grace hath said the odds o'the weaker King. She swoons to see them bleed. King. I do not fear it: I have seen you Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink,- my
dear Hamlet! But since he's better'd, we have therefore odds. The drink, the drink: I am poison'd! (Dies.
Laer. This is too heavy, let me see another. Ham. ( villany !-Ho! let the door be Hum. This likes me well: These foils have
lock'd: all a length ? [They prepare to pluy. Treachery! seek it out. (LAERTES falls. Osr. Ay, my good lord.
Luer. It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art King. Set me the stoupst of wine upon that
No medicine in the world can do thee good, If Hamlet gives the first or second hit, In thee there is not half an hour's lite; Or quit in answer of the third exchange, The treacherous instrument is in thy band, Let all the battlements their ordnance fire; Unbated, ş and envenom’d: the foul practice The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath; Hath turn'd itself on me; lo, here I lie, And in the cup an uniont shall be throw, Never to rise again: Thy mother's poison'd; Richer than that which four successive kings I can no more; the king, the king's to blame. In Denmark's crown have worn; Give me the Ham. The point cups;
Envenom'd too!-Then, venom, to thy work. And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,
(Stabs the King. The trumpet to the cannoneer without, (earth, Osr. & Lords. Treason! treason! The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to King. O, yet defend me, frieods, I am but Now the king drinks to Hamlet.—Come, begin;
hurt. And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.
Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, Ham. Come on, Sir.
damned Dane, Laer. Come, my lord.
[They play. Drink of this potion :-Is the union here? Ham. One.
Follow my mother,
[King dies. Luer. No.
Laer. He is justly serv'd; Ham. Judgement.
It is a poison temper’dll by himself.Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit.
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet: Luer. Well,-again.
Mine and my father's death come not upon King. Stay, give me drink; Hamlet, this
(Dics. Here's to thy health.–Give him the cup.
Ham. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow (Trumpets sound; and Cannon shot off within.
thee. Han. I'll play this bout tirsi, set it by awhile.
* Handkerchief. + Drinks good luck to you. Boy. Unwounded. + Large jugs. A precious pearl.
( The fou vithout a button, and poisoned point. Mised
I am dead, Horatio :-Wretched queen, a- What feast is toward in thine eternal cell, dieu!
That thou so many princes, at a shot, You that look pale and tremble at this chance, So bloodily hast struck ? That are but mutes or audience to this act, 1 Amb. The sight is dismal; Had I but time, (as this fell sergeant,* deatb And our affairs from England come too late : Is strict in his arrest,) 0, I could tell you,- The ears are senseless, that should give us But let it be :-Horatio, I am dead;
hearing, Thou liv’st; report me and iny cause aright To tell him, his commandment is fulfill’d, To the unsatisfied.
That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead: bor. Never believe it;
Where should we bave our thanias?
Had it the ability of life to thank you;
[it. He never gave commandment for their death. Give me the cup; let go; by heaven I'll have But since, sojumpt upon this bloody question, () God !-Horatio, what a wounded name,
You from the Polackt wars, and you from Things standing thus unknown, shall live be
England, hind me?
Are here arriv'd; give order, that these bodies If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, High on a stage be placed to the view; Absent thee from felicity awhile, [paip, And let me speak, to the yet unknowing world, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in How these things come about: So shall you To tell my story.
Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts; [hear (March afur off, and Shot within. Of accidental judgements, casual slaughters; What warlike noise is this?
Of deaths put on by cunning, and forc'd cause; Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come And, in this npshot, purposes mistook from Poland,
Fall’n on the inventors' heads: all this can I To the ambassadors of England ves
Fort. Let us baste to hear it,
And call the noblest to the audience.
Which now to claim my vantage doth invite On Fortinbras; be has my dying voice;
me. So tell him, with the occurrents, 7 more or less, and "irom his mouth whose voice will draw
Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, Which have solicited, f—The rest is silence.
[Dies. Hor. Now cracks a noble heart;-Good But let this same be presently perform’d, night, sweet prince;
Even while men's minds are wild; lest more And flights of angels sing thee to thy resi!- On plots and errors, happen. (mischance Why does the drum come hither?
Fort. Let four captains
[March within. Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage; Enter FORTINBRAS, the English AMBASSADORS, To have prov'd most royally: and, for his pas
For he was likely, had he been put on, and others.
sage, Fort. Where is this sight?
The soldier's music, and the rites of war, Hor. What is it, you would see ?
Speak loudly for him.-If aught of woe, or wonder, cease your search. Take up the bodies:-Such a sight as this Fort. This quarryll cries on havoc !-O Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss. proud death?
Go, bid the soldiers shoot. [A dead march. A sergeant is a sheriff's officer.
[Exeunt, bearing off the dead Bodies ; after + O'ercomes. 1 Incidents.
which, a Peal of Ordnance is shot off || Heap of dead game. A word of censure when more game was destroyed
* I. e. The king's.
Potiche than was reasonable.
OTHELLO, THE MOOR OF VENICE.
DUKE OF VENICE.
DESDEMONA, Daughter to Brabantio, and Wife GRATIANO, Brother to Brabantio.
to Othello. LODOVICO, Kinsman to Brabantio.
EMILIA, Wife to lago. OTHELLO, the Moor.
BIANCA, a Courtezan, Mistress to Cassio. Cassio, his Lieutenant. Iago, his Ancient.
Officers, Gentlemen, Messengers, Musicians, RODERIGO, a Venetian Gentleman.
Sailors, Attendants, &c. Montano, Othello's predecessor in the Government of Cyprus.
SCENE, for the first Act, in Venice; during the Clown, Servant to Othello.
rest of the Play, at a Sea-port in Cyprus.
Wherein the toged consuls* can propose
As masterly as he: mere prattle, without pracSCENE 1.-Venice.- A Street.
(election : Enter RODERIGO and Iago.
Is all his soldiership. But he, Sir, had the
And I, -of whom his eyes had seen the proof, Rod. Tush, never tell me, I take it much At Rhodes, at Cyprus; and on other grounds unkindly,
Christian and leathen,-must be be-lee'd and That thou, lago,--who hast had my purse,
calm'd As if the strings were thine,-shouldst know By debitor and creditor, this counter-caster ;! of this.
He, in good time, must his lieutenant be, Iago. 'Sblood, but you, will not hear me:- And I, (God bless the mark!) his Moorship's If ever I did dream of such a matter,
ancient. Abhor me.
Rod. By heaven, I rather would have been Rod. Thou told'st me, thou didst hold him in
his hangman. thy hate.
lago. But there's no remedy; 'tis the curse lago. Despise me, if I do not. Three great
of service; ones of the city,
Preferment goes by letter, and affection,
Rod. I would not follow him then.
Iago. O, Sir, content you; My mediators; for, ccrtes,? says he,
I follow him to serve my turn upon him: I have already chose my officer.
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters And what was he?
Cannot be truly follow'd.' You shall mark Forsooth, a great arithmetician,
Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave, One Michael Cassio, a Florentine,
That, doting op his own obsequious bondage, A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife ;Ş Wears out his time, much like his master's ass, That never set a squadron in the field, For nought but provender; and, when he's Sor the division of a battle knows
old, cashier'd ;
[are, More than a spinster; unless the bookish Whip me such honest kpaves: Others there theoric,
Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty,
Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves; • Salted. Circumlocution. Certainly. For wife some read life, supposing it to allude to the
Rulers of the state. denunciation in the Gospel, “Woe unto you when all men + It was anciently the practice to reckon up sums with sball speak well of you." 11 Theory.
And, throwing but shows of service on their Rod. Patience, good Sir. lords,
Bra. What tell'st thou me of robbing! this Do well thrive by them, and, when they have
is Venice; lin'd their coats,
My house is not a grange. Do themselves homage: these fellows have Rod. Most grave Brabantio, some soul;
In simple and pure soul I come to you. And such a one do I profess myself.
Iago. 'Zounds, Sir, you are one of those, For, Sir,
that will not serve God, if the devil bid you. It is as sure as you are Roderigo,
Because we come to do you service, you think Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago: we are ruflians: You'll have your daughter In following him, I follow but myself; covered with a Barbary horse; you'll have Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, your nephews neigh to you : you'll have But seeming so, for my peculiar end:
coursers for cousins, and gennets for gerFor when my outward action doth demonstrate mans.t The native act and figure of my heart
Bra. What profane wretch art thou ? In compliment extern,“ 'tis not long after lugo. I am one, Sir, that comes to tell you, But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve, your daughter and the Moor are now making For daws to peck at: I am not what I am.
the beast with two backs. Rod. What a full fortune does the thick-lips
Bra. Thou art a villain. If he can carry't thus!
(oweet lago. You are-a senator, Iago. Call up her father,
Bra. This thou shalt answer: I know thee, Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight, Roderigo. Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kins- Rod. Sir, I will answer any thing. But I
beseech you, men, And, though he in a fertile climate dwell, Il't be your pleasure, and most wise consent, Plague him with flies: though that his joy be (As partly, I find, it is,) that your fair daugh
joy, Yet throw such changes of vexation on't,
At this odd-event and dull watch o’the night, As it may lose some colour.
Transported—with no worse nor better guard, Rod. Here is her father's house; I'll call But with a knave of common hire, a gondoaloud.
lier, slago. Do; with like timorous accent, and To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor,dire yell,
If this be known to you, and your allowance, As when, by night and negligence, the fire
We then have done you bold and saucy Is spied in populous cities.
me, Rod. What, ho! Brabantio! signior Braban- But, if you know not this, my manners tell tio, ho!
We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe, Ingo. Awake! what, ho! Brabantio! thieves! That, from the sense of all civility, [ence : thieves! thieves!
I thús would play and trifle with your reverLook to your house, your daughter, and your
Your daughter,-if you have not given her Thieves! thieves !
I say again, bath made a gross revolt;
Tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes, Bra. What is the reason of this terrible sum, or here and every where: Straight satisfy
In an extravagant i and wheeling stranger, What is the matter there?
yourself: Rod. Signior, is all your family within?
If she be in her chamber, or your house, lugo. Are your doors lock'd ? Bra. Why? wherefore ask you this?
Let loose on me the justice of the state
For thus deluding you. Iago. 'Zounds, Sir, you are robb’d; for
Bra. Strike on the tinder, ho! shame, put on your gown; Your heart is burst, you have lost half your This accident is not unlike my dream,
soul; Give me a taper;-call up all my people :Ever now, very now, an old black ram Is tupping your white ewe. Arise, arise;
Belief of it oppresses me already:
Light, I say! light ! [Exit from above. Awake the sporting citizens with the bell, Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you: It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place
lagó. Farewell; for I must leave you: Arise, I say. Bra. What, have you lost your wits?
To be produc'd (as, if I stay, I shall,) Rod. Most reverend signior, do you know However this may gall him with soime check
Against the Moor: For, I do know, the state,-. my voice? Bra. Not I; What are you?
Cannot with safety cast** him; for he's em
bark'd Rod. My name is-Roderigo.
With such loud reason to the Cyprus' wars, Bra. The worse welcome :
[doors : I have charg'd thee, not to haunt about my (Which even now stand in act,) that, for their
souls, In honest plainness thou hast heard me say, My daughter is not for thee; and now;in mad. To lead their business; in which regard,
Another of his fathom they have not, ness, Being full 'of supper, and distemperings Yet, for necessity of present lite,
Though I do hate him as I do hell pains,
I must show out a flag and sign of love,
Which is indeed but sign. That you shal Rod. Sir, Sir, Sir, Sir,
surely find him, Bra. But thou must needs be sure,
Lead to the Sagittary the rais'd search;
And there will I be with him. So, farewell, My spirit, and my place, have in them power
[Exij. To make this bitter to thee.
# Alone farm house. + Relations. 1 Midnight. Outward show of civility. + Own, possess.
|| Approbation. 21.6. Is broken.