Hor. I saw him once, he was a goodly king. Ham. He was a man, take him for all and all, Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight. Hor. My lord, the king your father. Ham. For heaven's love, let me hear. Hor. Two nights together had these gentlemen, In the dead waste and middle of the night, Appears before them, and, with solemn march, Within his truncheon's length; whilst they, (distilled Stand dumb and speak not to him. Ham. But where was this? Hor. My lord, upon the platform where we watch'd. Ham. Did you not speak to it? Hor. My lord, I did; But answer made it none: yet once methought. Itself to motion, like as it would speak; But, even then, the morning cock crew aloud; Ham. "Tis very strange! Hor. As I do live, my honored lord, 'tis true; Ham. Indeed, indeed, sir, but this troubles me. Hor. We do, my lord. Ham. Armed, say you? Hor. Armed, my lord. Ham. From top to toe? Hor. My lord from head to foot. Ham. Then saw you not his face ? Hor. O yes, my lord: he wore his beaver up. Ham. What, looked he frowningly? Hor. A countenance more in sorrow than in anger. Ham. Pale or red? Hor. Nay, very pale. Ham. And fixed his eyes upon you? Hor. Most constantly. Ham. I would, I had been there. Hor. It would have much amazed you. Ham. Very like, very like; staid it long? Hor. While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. Ham. His beard was grizzled? No?— Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, A sable silvered. If Ham. I'll watch to-night; perchance 'twill walk again. Hor. I warrant you, it will. Ham. If it assume my noble father's person, OTHELLO AND IAGO. Iago. My noble lord Othello. What dost thou say, Iago? Iago. Did Michael Cassio, when you wooed my lady, Know of your love? Oth. He did, from first to last. Why dost thou ask? Iago. But for a satisfaction of my thought; No further harm. Oth. Why of thy thought, Iago? Iago. I did not think, he had been acquainted with her. Oth. O yes; and went between us very oft. Iago. Indeed? Oth. Indeed! ay, indeed.-Discern'st thou aught in that? Is he not honest ? Iago. Honest, my lord? Oth. Ay, honest. Iago. My lord for aught I know. Oth. What dost thou think? Iago. Think, my lord? Oth. Think, my lord! Why, thou dost echo me, As if there were some monster in thy thought Thou dost mean something; I heard thee say but now: "Thou lik'st not that," In my whole course of wooing, thou criedst: "Indeed!" Iago. My lord, you know I love you. Oth. I think thou dost : And, for I know thou art full of love and honesty, And weigh't thy words before thou giv'st them breath,— Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more ; Iago. For Michael Cassio, I dare be sworn, I think that he is honest. Oth. I think so too. Iago. Men should be what they seem; Or, those that be not, 'would they might seem none ! Oth. Certain, men should be what they seem. Iago. Why then, I think that Cassio is an honest man. Oth. Nay, yet there's more in this : I pray thee, speak to me as to thy thinkings, As thou dost ruminate; and give thy worst of thoughts The worst of words. Iago. Good my lord, pardon me ; Though I am bound to every act of duty, I am not bound to that all slaves are free to. Utter my thoughts! Why, say they are vile and false ? Sometimes intrude not? Who has a breast so pure, But some uncleanly apprehensions Keeps leets, and law-days, and in sessions sit DEATH OF ALEXANDER HAMILTON. 1. A short time since, and he who is the occasion of our sorrows, was the ornament of his country. He stood on an eminence; and glory covered him. From that |