Sleeping within my orchard,My custom always of the afternoon,Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole,With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial,And in the porches of my ears did pourThe leperous distilment; whose effectHolds such an enmity with blood of manThat swift as quicksilver it courses throughThe natural gates and alleys of the body,And with a sudden vigour doth possetAnd curd, like eager droppings into milk,The thin and wholesome blood: so did it mine;And a most instant tetter bark'd about,Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust,All my smooth body.Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's handOf life, of crown, of queen, at once dispatch'd:Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin,Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd,No reckoning made, but sent to my accountWith all my imperfections on my head:O, horrible!
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Why maynot imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander,till he find it stopping a bung-hole?HORATIO'Twere to consider too curiously, to consider so.HAMLETNo, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither withmodesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: asthus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried,Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; ofearth we make loam; and why of that loam, whereto hewas converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel?Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay,Might stop a hole to keep the wind away:O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe,Should patch a wall to expel the winter flaw!But soft!
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List, list, O, list!If thou didst ever thy dear father love--HAMLETO God!GhostRevenge his foul and most unnatural murder.HAMLETMurder!GhostMurder most foul, as in the best it is;But this most foul, strange and unnatural.HAMLETHaste me to know't, that I, with wings as swiftAs meditation or the thoughts of love,May sweep to my revenge.GhostI find thee apt;And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weedThat roots itself in ease on Lethe wharf,Wouldst thou not stir in this.
I did love you once.OPHELIAIndeed, my lord, you made me believe so.HAMLETYou should not have believed me; for virtue cannotso inoculate our old stock but we shall relish ofit: I loved you not.OPHELIAI was the more deceived.HAMLETGet thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be abreeder of sinners?
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Give him heedful note;For I mine eyes will rivet to his face,And after we will both our judgments joinIn censure of his seeming.HORATIOWell, my lord:If he steal aught the whilst this play is playing,And 'scape detecting, I will pay the theft.HAMLETThey are coming to the play; I must be idle:Get you a place.Danish march.
So much for him.Now for ourself and for this time of meeting:Thus much the business is: we have here writTo Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,--Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hearsOf this his nephew's purpose,--to suppressHis further gait herein; in that the levies,The lists and full proportions, are all madeOut of his subject: and we here dispatchYou, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand,For bearers of this greeting to old Norway;Giving to you no further personal powerTo business with the king, more than the scopeOf these delated articles allow.Farewell, and let your haste commend your duty.CORNELIUSVOLTIMANDIn that and all things will we show our duty.KING CLAUDIUSWe doubt it nothing: heartily farewell.Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUSAnd now, Laertes, what's the news with you?You told us of some suit; what is't, Laertes?You cannot speak of reason to the Dane,And loose your voice: what wouldst thou beg, Laertes,That shall not be my offer, not thy asking?The head is not more native to the heart,The hand more instrumental to the mouth,Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father.What wouldst thou have, Laertes?LAERTESMy dread lord,Your leave and favour to return to France;From whence though willingly I came to Denmark,To show my duty in your coronation,Yet now, I must confess, that duty done,My thoughts and wishes bend again toward FranceAnd bow them to your gracious leave and pardon.KING CLAUDIUSHave you your father's leave?
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For the law of writ and theliberty, these are the only men.HAMLETO Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou!LORD POLONIUSWhat a treasure had he, my lord?HAMLETWhy,'One fair daughter and no more,The which he loved passing well.'LORD POLONIUS[Aside] Still on my daughter.HAMLETAm I not i' the right, old Jephthah?LORD POLONIUSIf you call me Jephthah, my lord, I have a daughterthat I love passing well.HAMLETNay, that follows not.LORD POLONIUSWhat follows, then, my lord?HAMLETWhy,'As by lot, God wot,'and then, you know,'It came to pass, as most like it was,'--the first row of the pious chanson will show youmore; for look, where my abridgement comes.Enter four or five PlayersYou are welcome, masters; welcome, all.
I have sworn 't.MARCELLUSHORATIO[Within] My lord, my lord,--MARCELLUS[Within]Lord Hamlet,--HORATIO[Within]Heaven secure him!HAMLETSo be it!HORATIO[Within] Hillo, ho, ho, my lord!HAMLETHillo, ho, ho, boy!