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SHAKSPERE'S 
 
 HAMLET: 
 
 THE FIRST QUARTO, 
 1603, 
 
 A FACSIMILE IN PHOTO-LITHOGRAPHY 
 
 WILLIAM GRIGGS, 
 
 FOR 13 YEARS PHOTO-LITHOGEAPHER TO THE INDIA OFFICE, 
 WITH FOREWORDS BY 
 
 FREDERICK J. FURNIVALL, M.A., 
 
 FOUNDER AND DIKBCTOK OF THE NEW SHAK5PBRC SOCIETY, ETC 
 
 LONDON: 
 PuBLiSHT BY W. GRIGGS, Hanover Street, Peckham, S. E. 
 
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 UNIVERv-'^Y 
 S^L[BRARY 
 
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 DEDICATED 
 
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 \Shakspere-Quarto Facsimila, M>. 1.] 
 
UI 
 
 FOREWORDS TO Quarto i, 1603. 
 
 § I. The Hamlet allusions in and 
 
 be/ore 1602 are to an old 
 
 play. 
 § 2. The date of Shakspere's first 
 
 cast ofRamist is 1601-2. . 
 § 3. Quarto i, 1603, is a piracy, not 
 
 revised by an Editor. 
 
 § 4. Ql is a first cast, and not a 
 
 muddled Qz, 1604. 
 § J. // represents, or misrepresents 
 
 the work of Shakspere only. 
 § 6. Its relation to Der bestrafte 
 
 Briidermord. 
 § 7. Miscellaneous. 
 
 § I. To any of the new school of Victorian Shakspereans, to any 
 one who has a grasp of Shakspere's developement, who can trace the 
 progress of his Mind and Art from the whimsy quip and quirk, the 
 youthful passion, the florid rhetoric, of his First-Period farces, 
 tragedy, and histories, from these to the pathos of Constance, the 
 grace of Portia, the humour of Falstaflf, the wit of Benedick and 
 Beatrice, the romance of Viola, the steadfastness of Helena, the 
 wealth and brilliancy of Shakspere's delightful Second Period, and 
 thence to the deeper Tragedies of his Third, — to any such man, no 
 words of mine are needed to make him sure that Hamlet was no 
 creation of the " rough enthusiasm of Shakspere's youth at Stratford,"^ 
 was not the original of Gorlois's ghost, who in Febr. 28, 1587, 
 craved revenge before Q. Elizabeth at Greenwich in the Misfortunes 
 of Arthur (Hazlitt's Dodsley, iv. 249 — 343). Nor will such a student 
 want any argument of mine, to convince him that neither Nash's 
 words in 1589 " whole Hamlets — I should sayhandfuls — of tr^cal 
 speeches,"* nor Henslowe's entry on If. 9 of his MS. "9 of June 1594, 
 Rd. at hamlet viijV nor Lodge's saying' in 1596, 'the ghost who 
 
 ' This notion is one of those freaks or larks that certain Shakspere critics 
 allow themselves to indulge in. Like ones are, that Bacon wrote Shakspere, 
 that Pericles is a First-Period play, Henry V^III an early Second- Period one, &c. 
 These jokes amuse their authors, and don't hurt any one else. 
 
 ^ Epistle prefixt to Robert Greene's Menaphon. 
 
 ' In Wits Miserie or the Worlds Madncsse. 
 
7 
 
 iv § 1. EARLY BAMLBT ALLUSIONS. § 2. BAULBT C, IS 1601-2. 
 
 cried so miserably at the theatre " Hamlet, revenge," ' refer to 
 Shakspere's play. He will believe that the reason why Hamlet was 
 not in Meres's list of Shakspere's Tragedies in 1598, while Titus 
 Andronicus'^ was, is this, that Shakspere had not then written hu 
 " Prince of Denmarke." And he will more than doubt whether 
 Steevens's report of Gabriel Harvey's entry in a copy of Speghf s 
 CAaucer,i5g8 : "The younger sort take much delight in Shakespeare's 
 Venus and Adonis ; but his Lucrece and his tragedy of Hatnlet 
 Prince of Denmarke, have it in them to please the wiser sort, 1598," 
 does not confuse the date of the edition (1598), or the purchase of 
 a copy of it by Harvey, with the date of that writer's entry. Inas- 
 much too as no character in Shakspere's play says " my name's 
 Hamlet revenge," or " Hamlet, revenge" our student will take these 
 words of Dekker in 1602 {Satiromastix ; Works, 1873, L a?9) 
 to refer to the same old non-Shakspere Hamlet that Lodge in 1589'^'' 
 referrd to.^ 
 
 § 2. And yet with this Dekker date of 1602, for Shakspere' splay, 
 any student will be content, who has graspt the idea of the continuity 
 of Shakspere's work, the way in which every play is bound by links 
 of likeness and contrast, of subject, characters, phrase and word, to 
 its next foregoer and follower. For there are no two independent 
 plays of Shakspere's more strongly bound to one another than are 
 Hamlet and Julius Cxsar^ in both of which the burden of setting 
 ■ right the time is laid on the student with nature unfit to bear the 
 I strain, and who sinks beneath it, carrying down with him the guilt- 
 / less woman whose fate is, by love, bound up with his. The date of 
 Julius CcEsar is fixt by Weaver's allusion and the style of the 
 writing,* to 1601 ; it must be the earlier play of the pair; and with- 
 out doubt the date of the first cast of Shakspere's Hamlet is 1 601 or 
 
 ' Only a few passages in Titus can be Shakspere's. 
 
 ' There was a now-lost Historic of £rn>r in 1577 before Shakspere's Comedy 
 of Errors, a Troilus and Cressida before his, a Richard II, a Timon, &c., also 
 before his. 
 
 ' See my Leopold Shakspere Introduction, p. Ixix. 
 
 • "From the verse, I should say positively that it is not so late as 1602." — 
 C.Bathurst, S.'s Versifieation, p. 79. See also Hudson, S's Life, Art, Sec, 
 
 ii. 221-2. 
 
§ 8. Q, 13 AN ISEDITED PIRACr. § 4. ITS CHISF CBASOB IN Q, T 
 
 i6o2, as its pirated representative, here facsimiled, was enterd ia 
 . . * ... 
 
 the Stationers' Register on July 26, 1602 (Arber's Transcript, lii. 
 
 ^■2)=~ xxvj'"Julij 
 
 Jamei Sobertei Entred for his Copie vnder the handes of master 
 Pasfleld and master Waterson warden A booke 
 called the Revenge of Haralett Prince [of] Denmarke 
 as yt was latelie Acted by the Lord Chamberleyne his 
 servantes yj* 
 
 § 3. That this Quarto enterd in 1602 and publisht in i6aj.JKa;s 
 a ^iraj^ the state of its text proves to every reader. That it was 
 due to the shorthand writers or note-takers of the time (of whom 
 Hey wood complains i), with possibly some parts* bought or got from 
 some of the players, is evident too. That it had an editor or botcher 
 who not only strung together but revised the notes and parts handed 
 over to him, and wrote any substantial part of this first Quarto, I 
 cannot conceive, from the extraordinary breaks-off and mistakes 
 that have been left in the text. And I conclude, that wherever the 
 Quarto of_i6 o3 differs materi ally i n motive or scen e — I do not say 
 phrase or word — from the Quarto of 1604, that^difference is due 
 either toShaksper^L or the author of the old play he rewrote, or the 
 mistaking report of one of them by the note-taker or player. 
 
 § 4. To make sure that the first Quarto represents Shakspere's 
 first cast of his play, let any student who knows the receivd text of 
 Hamlet — ^made up of the Second Quarto and First Folio — read the 
 first Quarto. He sees at once the great difference in the character 
 of flie Queen ; that instead of leaving her prior knowledge of her 
 first husband's murder doubt&l, the first Quarto makes her swear 
 that she never knew of the murder (p. 46, 1. 92-3), makes her 
 promise to take Hamlet's side against his Uncle (p. 47, 1. 106-7), 
 and makes her keep with Horatio, and be trusted by him with news 
 of Hamlet (p. 53). The student also notes that Laertes's crime is 
 lessend by the poisoning of the foil being suggested by the King 
 (p. 54, 1. 82). Now such changes as these are vital ones ; they 
 
 ' Address to the Reader, prefixt to his Rape of Lucrae, vol. v. ed 1874. 
 ' Those of Horatio, Marcellus, and Voltemar (p. 23 : cp. its right 30CX5 to 
 the wrong 60,000 of Q2), are well done. 
 
vi § 4. C. 13 A nitST CAST. § 6. PASSAGES SPECIAL TO QUARTO 1. 
 
 mark a less artistic, less perfect, conception of the characters shown 
 in the later cast of the play. And when they are combind with 
 the fact that the prose source of the play, the Hystorie of Hamblet 
 also cleard the Queen from guilty knowledge of her first husband's 
 murder, and made her take Hamlet's side ; . with the fact that the 
 names of Corambis and Montano in Qi were changed to Polonius 
 and Reynaldo in Qz, as Ferando and Sander were changed to 
 Petruchio and Grumio, &c., when Shakspere and his colleague 
 revisd The Taming of A Shrew of 1594, into The Taming of the 
 Shrew (i^gb-j?) ; with the facts that a whole scene (xiv. p. 53), 
 and several passages (starrd lines, p. 13, 35, 36-7, 39, 47, &c : see 
 below) were cut out of the 1603 Quarto in the 1604 one, while 
 the latter containd three new scenes (20, to 18-1=17 of Qi) ^'^d 
 tens of new passages not in Qi, withscores df superb developements 
 of passages already there ^ ; these vital changes of character, name, 
 scene, speech and phrase, will convince the student that he has in 
 Qi the representation — ^however muddled — of the first cast of 
 Shakspere's play, and not of the completer second cast that Q2 — by 
 itself, or helpt by the Folio — contains. 
 
 § 5. We have next to ask : Is there in Qi any evidence that the 
 passages special to it only, are not by Shakspere, or mistaking 
 reports of what he wrote ? In the present facsimile I have starrd 
 (*) alLttielines that appear in Qi only : to them let the reader 
 turn, and judge for himself. — Take first some short passages, cor- 
 recting a slip here and there : — 
 
 p. 7. For though the favour of your grace might stay mee, 
 ,, Yet something is there, whispers in my hart . . . 
 „ Being the Joy and halfe heart of your mother . . . 
 ,, Him I have lost, I must of force forgoe . . . 
 „ None liues on earth, but hee is borne to die. 
 p. 8. . or that the universall 
 
 Globe of Heaven would turne al to Chaos 
 p. 12. therefore keepe aloofe 
 
 Lest that he trip thy honor and thy fame 
 
 ' The Globe ffamlel has 3891 lines, most of them complete, to 2143 lines 
 of Qi, many of them incomplete. 
 
§ 6. THE FABSAaES SPECIAL TO Q, ABB SBAKSFERE's. YU 
 
 p. 15. Have after ! to what issue will this sort? 
 
 p. 20. And bid him ply his learning, good Montano. 
 
 21. and parts away, 
 Silent, as is tlie mid time of the night 
 
 22. even as you tender 
 Our care to him, and our great love to you . . 
 
 bbund 
 
 By love, by duetie, and obedience . . . 
 p. 24. And one that is unequall for your love . . 
 p. 25. Are borne before an everlastiug Judge . . 
 
 The happy smile, and the accurst arc damn'd, 
 p. 26. As would have moov'd the stoniest breast alive 
 p. 28. Great God of heaiien ! what a quicke change is this? 
 p. 34. Strike more than wonder in judiciall eares 
 p. 43. The earth doth still cry out upon my fact . . 
 
 And the adulterous fault I have committed . . 
 p. 44. And see how horride there, and blacke, it shews . . 
 p. 45. A looke, fit for a murder and a rape, 
 
 A dull, dead, hanging looke, and hell-bred eie . . 
 
 To make increase of shame, to seale damnation . , 
 
 O 1 do not glare with lookes so pitifuU, 
 
 Lest that my heart of stone yield to compassion, 
 46. And every part that should assist revenge, 
 
 Forgoe their proper powers, and fall to pitty. 
 
 And so on.i Now I appeal to every student to judge whetlier 
 these lines are Shaksgere's or not. I sayjhey; we, and thatjn_none 
 of the otheiL.short passages ..need, we-see-any.„ather,.Qrisinal than 
 Shakspei3j;ejBortedjTghtly or wrp.ngly. But about the long passages. • ^ i,, 
 
 Turn to them on pages 13, 35 (both may well be S.'s), 36-7 (whdse | p-^^" 
 but S.'s is the cinkapase of leasts, &c.), 39, 47 (both may well be S.'s), \ i^ ft / 
 49 Wi S° (certainly, doubtful), 53 (Horatio and the Queen: doubt- 
 ful), 54, 60 (both may well be S.'s), 61 (surely S.'s). Are not the 
 only two doubtful pieces, the King's formal hypocritical lines on p. 
 50 — which so well suit his character, and remind one of Macbeth's' 
 speech to the nobles after Duncan's murder (H. iii. 96-101), — and 
 the scene between Horatio and the Queen on p. 53, Sc. xiv, which 
 is in no other Quarto, and in no FoUo ? Let the reader study it. 
 
 ' As p. 61, 1. 8,1 "foh, how the muske cod smels !" Cp. Asinius, " It's a 
 sweete Muske-cod, a pure spic'd gull ; by this feather I pittie his Ingenuities ; 
 but, hast writ all this since, Ningle ? " 1602. T. Dekker. Saliromastix, Works 
 (1873), ii. 212. 
 

 Viii § 6. Q, AND THE GERMAN BESTRAFTE BRUDERMORD. 
 
 First take the end of the Scene, on p. 54 : surely this may well be 
 Shakspere's. Look at the beginning : why may not lines 3-4, 9-10, 
 
 " Where/« he writes how he escap't the danger 
 And subtle treason that the king had plotted" 
 ' ' there's treason in his lookes 
 That seem'd to sugar o're his villanie. . ." 
 
 why may not the whole 36 lines of the scene be a weak report 
 of an unimportant and weakish scene in Shakspere's first cast ? I 
 think they may well be so. And on the whole I conclude, that no 
 other hand than Shakspere's is reported, or misreported, in the first 
 Quarto of 1603, and that his handiwork so treated is his first cast of 
 his play. 
 
 § 6. Whether in his Hamlet he drew from the assum'd old 
 Hamlet of 1589 — besides the Ghost — as much as he did in his King 
 John (of 159s?) from the old Troublesome Raigne of 1591, or as 
 little — f nothing — as in his Henry V. from The Famous Victories, or 
 in his Z^a^from Leirand his Three Daughters, there is no evidence to 
 show, as none of the old Hamlet, but what is in the allusions to it, has 
 survivd. My own belief is, that the artistic conception of Hamlet 
 the hesilater, doubt er, reflecter^ gtjfcdodger.. that Shakspere has left 
 us, is due to him only ; and that the old play presented more of 
 the less artistic, more resolute Hamlet of the Hystorie, who did 
 indeed " sweep to his revenge " on the first chance he had, and seated 
 himself on his father's throne; more a Laertes, than the Hamlet 
 whom we admire, pity, love. But certain critics say that the later 
 German play, Der bestraftt BrUdermord,'^ oder Prinz Hamlet aus 
 Ddnnemark, shows us somewhat of the old Hamlet, and possibly some 
 of the scenes not reported in Shakspere's Hamlet of 1603. The 
 whole matter of this German play is however much too risky to found 
 anything certain on. All we know of it is, that in 1781, Reichard 
 publisht its text ^ from a unique copy dated " Pretz, den 27. October 
 
 ' 'The punisht Brothersimurder, or the reyengd Fratricide', — 'Fratricide 
 
 ■/ Punished ', or ' the Fratricide's Tragedy ', it's generally calld. 
 
 S^ ' In his Periodical Olla Podrida, Berlin, 8v6, Part II, p. 18— 58. Cohn. 
 
 ' . f A late Hamlet editor says that the play was written by Jacob Ayrer, who died in 
 
 •i \ 1605, and was printed in his posthumous Ofus Theatricum, i6i8. But this is 
 
 (gammon. 
 
§ 6. Q, AND THE GERMAN SESTRAFTB BRUDBBXOSD. ix 
 
 1 7 10 J " that Mr. Moritz Fiirstenau of Dresden sent Mr. Albert 
 Cohn, in or before 1865, copies of some ennies in an Almanac of 
 1626, used as a diaiy,^ of the actings of certain plays evidently, 
 by English actors, before the Court at Dresden from June to 
 Dec. 1626, and that among these entries are on 'Junius 2, eine 
 Tragoedia von Borneo vnd Julietta ' ; on ' Junius 8, eine Tragoedia 
 mn Julio Cesare' ; on 'Junius 24, eine Tragoedia von Hamlet einen 
 printzen in Dennemarck' ; on 'Sept 26, eine Tragoedia von Lear, 
 KSnig in Engelandt' ; on 'Sept. 29, eine Tragoedia von Romeo 
 vnd Julietta! (Otfter plays acted were Nobody and Somebody, 1596 ; 
 of Josepho, Jew of Venice (? Shakspere's Merchant^ twice, 
 (Marlowe's) ' Dr. Faust^ and Barrabas, Jew of Malta ; a comedy 
 and twice a ' Comoedia von Konig in Spanien vnd Vice Roy in 
 Portugal^ 
 
 A Hamlet — which Cohn, without any authority, calls ' this piece ' 
 of 1710 = 1603, as he fancies — was performd by the Veltheim 
 company about 1665 (Cohn, p. cxx). Now the natural inference 
 from the entries of the 1626 Dresden actings is, that all the 
 Shakspere-title plays then acted were those in his Folio of 1623, for 
 his Julius CcBsar was first printed in that Folio ; and even with good 
 Quartos of Romeo and Juliet in 1599, Hamlet in 1604, and Lear in 
 1608, it is hardly likely that the English actors would, in 1626, have 
 playd the Corambis version of Hamlet 1603, or the incomplete one 
 of Romeo and Juliet 1597. Why should they? Taking then the 1710 
 Briidermord, and acknowledging its clumsiness, and its possible 
 origin before that year, I ask whether any German linguist has either 
 said or shown that it retains any phrases, words, or forms, as early 
 as 1589 or 1603. (Any one can see that it has plenty of all impossible 
 at either early date.) The answer is No ; but that the play contains 
 a passage, — 
 
 ' The diary probably belongd to the sons of John George the First, and the 
 entries were probably made by an officer of the court. Another officer's diary 
 confirms the fact of the English Comedians then acting there : Cohn's Shakspere 
 in Germany, 1865, p cxiv — cxvii. They acted in English, not German. 
 
 ' In 161 1, at Halle, had been acted ' a German comedy of the Jew of Venice, 
 from the English'. (Cohn, p. Ixxxix.) — ? Shakspere's Merchant (two Quartos of 
 which were publisht in 1600), and not the old play alluded to by Gosson. 
 
o. 
 
 X § 6- Qi AND THE GlEMAN BUSTBAFTE BBUDERMORD. 
 
 " Hamlet. Ay, ay, King, send me off to Portugal, that I may never 
 
 come back again, that is the best plan. 
 King. No, not to Portugal, but to England, and those two shall 
 
 accompany you on the journey." (Latham. Two Dissertations, 
 
 p. I GO.) 
 
 and that this allusion may be a contemporary one to Essex's dis- 
 astrous expedition to Portugal in 1589, in which iiooo soldiers out 
 of 21000, and 350 gentlemen out of iioo, died. Well, it may be, 
 and it may not.* A good many of us have made non-contemporary 
 allusions to ' Go to Jericho, Coventry, or Bath : 'such phrases live 
 long after the days in which they rose : and if this Portugal allusion 
 is, as it really is, the only strong point in the BrUderm^rd case, we 
 need not trouble ourselves with that case much further ; especially 
 when we note that the best part of the play, the Prologue, may have 
 been adapted from the first witch scene in Macbeth at anytime 
 betwegi_l623jor from a MS. copy got after_i6oS;6) and 17 10, and 
 that the second cast of Hamlet in the Quarto of 1604 or the Folio 
 of 1623 must have been before the Briidermord man of 17 10. For 
 surely the Opening of Claudius's speech in I. vii. was not in the old 
 Hamlet of 1589. Compare — 
 
 Briidermord, 
 Qo. 1603. Qto. of 1604. 1 710. 
 
 \nothing^ Claud. Though yet of Hamlet our deare Sc. vii. King. 
 brothers death Although our 
 [The absence of The memorie be greene, and that it vs royal brother's 
 the speech is befitted death is still fresh 
 not due, I as- To bare our harts in greife, and our whole in the memory of 
 sume,toacut, Kingdome, us all, and it be- 
 or to the note- To be contracted in one browe of woe fits us to suspend 
 taker's care- Yet so farre hath discretion fought with all state-shows, 
 lessness.] nature, we must, never- 
 That we with wisest sorrowe thinke on him theless, change 
 Together with remembrance of our selues : our mourning 
 Therefore our sometime Sister, now our suits into crim- 
 Queene son, purple, 
 Th' imperiall ioyntresse to this warlike state scarlet, since my 
 Haue we as twere with a defeated ioy late departed 
 With an auspitious, and a dropping eye, brother's relict 
 With mirth in funerall, and with dirdge in has now become 
 marriage, our dearest con- 
 In equall scale waighing delight and dole sort (Latham, p. 
 Taken to wife : 116). 
 
 ' Note the Spain and Portugal comedy playd twice in 1826, above, p. ix. 
 
§ 6. Q, AND THE GERMAN BESTBAFTB BSUDMRMOBD. xi 
 
 So too the King's speech in IV. v. given below ^ from the 
 Briidermord has nothing to represent it in the Quarto of 1603, but 
 is founded on the second Quarto of 1604, as is also (though with 
 entire difference in detail) the German representative^ of Hamlet's 
 account of his capture in V. ii. But as in the German play Polonius 
 is Corambus, as it makes the King suggest the poisoning of Laertes's 
 foil, as its many likenesses and unlikenesses to the Corambis Hamlet 
 of 1603 show that that servd as the main source of it, all that we can 
 safely conclude is, that in, or not very long before, 17 10, a German 
 writer got hold of the messt Quarto of 1603, and made a further 
 mess of it — as regards Shakspere — in the Briidermord? To believe 
 
 ' " King, Leonhardus, don't hesitate to do it ; whether it be to please your 
 King, or to revenge your father. As your father's murderer, the Prince deserves 
 such a death. We, however, cannot enforce the law against him, for he has his 
 lady mother to back him, and my subjects love him much. Hence, if we openly 
 avenged ourselves, there might easily be a rebellion. To shun him both as step- 
 son and kinsman is only an act of righteous justice ; for he is murderous and he 
 is beside himself ; and we must for the future, even on our account, be afraid of 
 such a wicked man. Do then what we desire, and you will relieve your King 
 of his fears, and yourself take, without being .discovered, a revenge for your 
 father's murder. " Latham, p. 137. 
 
 ' " Horatio. It rejoices me to see your Highness back and in good health. 
 Prytliee, however, tell me why you have returned so soon. 
 
 Hamlet. Ah, Horatio, you have nearly missed never seeing me again 
 alive ; for my life has been at stake ; only the Almighty power has specially 
 protected me. 
 
 Horatio. What says Your Highness? How was it? 
 
 Hamlet. Thou knowest that the King had given me a couple of fellow- 
 travellers as attendants and companions. Now it so happened that, for two 
 days, we had contrary winds. So we had to anchor on an island near Dover. 
 1 went with my two companions from the ship to get a little fresh air. Then 
 came the cursed rascals, and would have had my life, and said that the King had 
 bribed them to it. I begged hard for my life, and promised them a handsome 
 reward,, and that, if they reported me to the King as dead, I would never go 
 near the court again. But there was no compassion in them. At last the Gods 
 put something into my head ; and I begged tliem that, before my death, I might 
 make a prayer, and that when I cried ' Fire ', they would fire. But, even as I 
 gave the word, I fell on the ground, and they shot one another. It is thus that 
 I have this time escaped with my life My arrival, however, will be no good 
 news to the King. 
 
 Horatio. Oh ! unheard-of treachery " I — Latham, p. 139. 
 
 ' But can it be believd, ask some, that if a German writer had a Quarto of 
 1,604, or a- Folio of 1623, before him, he could have faild to adopt the finer, more 
 poetic Hamlet of 1604 instead of the more prosaic one of 1603 ? The answer is : 
 see the mess that the worthy Teuton, poor man, has actually made of the first 
 Quarto ; the comic scenes he's put into it, &c. He doulitle.ss kuevv his audience 
 and himself, and knew that the full Hamlet of 1604 would suit neither. The 
 Germany of 1710 was not the nation that Stein calld into being, or the people 
 that worshipt Goethe. 
 
J 
 
 xii § 7. TBB PBSSBNT FACSIMILE. TEE DUKE OF DEVONSBISB. 
 
 I that the old Hamlet of 1589 was the origmal both of the Qto of 1603 
 and the German play, is to me impossible, for it involves the suppo- 
 sition that the old play was both longer, and in some points better, 
 / than both its copies, and that Shakspere went back to it to improve 
 his Quarto of 1603 by it : which is absurd. 
 
 § 7. The relation of the First Quarto Hamlet of 1603 to the 
 Second of 1604 will be dealt with in the Forewords to the facsimile 
 of the latter play. In the present facsimile, ' rules ' have been drawn 
 round the text, in order to mark on the inside of each page the scene- 
 and line-numbers given to the 18 Scenes into which the 2143 lines 
 and part-lines of the original have been divided, as in the Cambridge 
 Editors' print of it. On the outside of each page are given the 
 corresponding Act, Scene, and line-numbers of the Globe edition, 
 the line-numbers by fours when the intervening ones coincide, but 
 otherwise singly. When the Quarto lines only differ partly from the 
 Globe ones, they are daggerd (t) ; when they are in the Quarto 
 only, they are starrd (*). My object has been to make this facsimile 
 a working one for the Shakspere student \ and to show at a glance 
 how much of the receivd text is in (and out of) the 1603 Qto, and 
 how its lines and scenes are occasionally transposed. 
 
 The Series of Shakspere-Quarto Facsimiles of which this is the 
 first, has been possible only through the generosity of the Duke 
 of Devonshire in trusting his treasurd originals to be photographt. 
 To him therefore this first Quarto of the Series, the facsimile of. the 
 gem of his superb collection", is gratefully dedicated. 
 
 F. J. FURNIVALL. 
 
 ^ The reader must not, as I did at first, put down all tlie broken lettere, &c., 
 in the text to the fault of the photo-lilhngraph process. On pointing out some 
 twenty instances to Mr. Griggs, and laying the blame on liis shoulders, he quietly 
 produced the Duke's original, and showd me that the faults were due to tliat : 
 only in three cases, I think, had the process made a broken-type cross of an 
 f or t in the print, a little less clear. Mr. Griggs guaiantees the substantial 
 accuracy of his work, and my testing confirms it. 
 
 ' The last leaf is wanting in the Duke's copy ; our facsimile of it is from the 
 British; Museum copy — found in 1856 by Rooney, a Dublin bookseller— which 
 has no title-leaf. 
 
THE 
 
 Tragicall Hiftorie of 
 HAMLET 
 
 Vrince ofT>enmarh^ 
 
 By WilUam Shakc-fpeare. 
 
 As it hath beene diuerfe times adled by his Highnefle fcr- 
 mnts in the Cittic of London : asalfointhetvvoV- 
 niuerfities of Cambrldgeand Oxford^and elie-whcre 
 
 At Lontjon printed for IIL. andlohnTrundeU. 
 
The Tragicall Hillorie of 
 
 HAMLET 
 
 Prince of Dcnmarke. 
 
 Enter two Cent'weh. 
 
 1, QTand:whoisthat? 
 
 2. ijTis I. 
 
 1 . O you corac moft carefully vpon your watch, 
 
 2 . And if you mecte Marcettus and Horatio^ 
 The partners of my watch, bid them make hade, 
 t . I will : See who goes there. 
 
 Enter Horatio andMarcellus. 
 Her. Friends to this ground. 
 Mar- And leegemen to the Dane, 
 O farewell honeft fouldier, who hath releeued you! 
 
 1 . Barnardo hath my place, giueyou good night. 
 Mar. HoWny Baruarda. 
 
 2. Say, is H0r<f/(0 there? 
 Her. Apeeceofhim. 
 
 a. Welcome Horatio, welcome good Marcelbu. 
 Mar. What hath this thing appear^ againc to night. 
 
 3. Ihauefeene nothing. 
 
 Afar. f/cT'iifiefaycstisbutourfantane, 
 And wil not let beliefetake hold of him, 
 Touching this dreaded fight twice feene by vs> 
 
 B There- 
 
I.i. 
 
 Scj 
 
 The TrAgtdk of Hamlet 
 
 Therefore I haue intreatcd him a long with vs 
 To watch the minutes of this night, 
 That if againe this apparition come, 
 He may approoue our eyes,and fpeake to it. 
 
 //or. Tut, Lwilinotappcarc. 24 
 
 2 . Sit downe I pray, and let vs onceagaine 
 Aflaile your cares that are (b fortified. 
 What we haue two nights feene. 
 
 Hor. Wel,fuwcdpwnc,and let vjheareS#r»«r</o fpeake 28 
 
 of this. 
 
 3 . Laft night of al,whcn yonder ftarre that's weft> 
 ward from the pole,hadroade his coarfe to 
 llkimioe that part of heauen. Where now it butnes, 32 
 The bcll then towlingone. 
 
 enter ghofi. 
 
 Mar. Breake off your taike, fee where it comes againe. 
 
 2. In the fame figure like the King that's dead. 
 
 Mar. Thou art a fcholler, fpeake to it lAoratio. 36 
 
 2 . Lookes it not like the king? 
 
 Hor, Mofllike, it horrors mec with feare and wonder. 
 
 2. Itwouldbefpoketo. 
 Mar. Q^t^\oa\X.Horati9' 40 
 Hor. What art thou that thus vdirps the ftate,in 
 
 Which the Maieftie of buried 'Denmark.e did (bmctimes 
 Wa1ke?By heauen I charge thee fpeake. 
 
 it/tir. It is offended. emtChe^. ^ 
 
 3. See,itflalkcsaway. 
 Hor. Stay , fpeake , fpeake , by heauen I charge thee 
 
 fpeake. 
 
 Mxr, Tis gone and makes no an(wer. 
 
 2 . How now H0n(rM,you tremble and boke pale, 
 Is not this fomething more than ^ntafie ? 
 What thinke you on't? 
 
 Hor. Afore my God, I might not hisbcJeeue, without S2 
 
 the fenfible and tcue auouch of my owne eyes. 
 
Sc i l.i. 
 
 TrlnctofDtnmarke. 
 
 LMar. IsitnotiiketheKingi sg 
 
 Hor. As thou art to thy felfe, 
 Such was the very armor he had on, 
 When he the ambitious iV(7/-M><t;' combated. 
 So frownd he once. when in an angry parle 62 
 
 He (mot thefleaded pollax on the ycc, 
 Tis ftrangc. 
 
 Oifar. Thustwice before, and iump at this dead hower, 
 With Marfliali (lallcc he pafled through our watch. iS6 
 
 Her. In what particular to worke, I know not. 
 But in the thought and fcope of my opinion. 
 This bodes Come ftrange eruption to the ftatc. 
 
 afar. Good.now ut downe, and tell me he that knowes 70 
 
 Why this fame ftriktand mofl obferuant watch, 
 So nightly toyles thcHibiedt of the land^ 
 And why fuch dayiy coft of brazen Cannon 
 And forraine marte, for implements of warre, 74 
 
 Why {iichimprefle of fliip- writes, whofe (ore taske 
 Docs not diuide the (iinday from the weeke: 
 What might be toward that this (wcaty march 
 Doth make the night ioynt labourer with the day. 
 Who is't that can infbrme me? 
 
 Har. Mary that can I, at leaft the whifper goes Co, 
 Our late King, who as you know was by Forten- 
 Braflie of Norway, 
 
 Thereto prickt on by a mod emulous cau(e, dared to 
 The combate, in which our valiant Hdm/et, 
 For To this fide of out knowne world cfteemed him, 
 Did flay this FortenbrafTc, 
 Who by a fealc compaA well ratified,by law 
 And heraldrie, did forfeit with his life all thole 
 His lands which he ftoode (eazed of by the conqueror, 
 Againft the which a moity competenr. 
 Was gaged by our King: 
 Now fir, yong Fortcnbra^Te, 
 
 Of inapproued mettle hot and full, pa 
 
 B2 Hath 
 
 7* 
 
 S2 
 
 86 
 
 90 
 95 
 
I.i. 
 
 Soi. 
 
 The Tugedit of Hamlet 
 
 9! Hath in the skjrtj oiNonvay here and there, 90 
 
 Sharkt vp a fightof lawleffellcfolutes 
 
 For food and diet to (bmc cnterprUe, 
 
 100-4 That hath a Hortlacke in't : .-ind this (I take it) is the 
 
 ,05-<5 Chiefc head and ground of this our watch. 94 
 
 Enter theGhofl. 
 126 But loe^behold, fee where it comes againe, 
 
 i2j He crofTc itjthough it blaft me : flay illuiion, 
 
 130 ]f there be any good thing to be done, 
 
 That may doe cafe to tbce,and grace to iiiee, 98 
 
 Spcake to mec. 
 
 If thouartpriuy to thy countries fate, 
 134-s Which happly foreknowing inay preuent, O fpcake to rae. 
 
 Or if thou haft extorted in thy hfe, 
 Or hoorded trcafure in the wombe of earth, 
 For which they fay you Spitiies oft walke in death, ^eake 
 139 to me, Hay and fpcake, fpeake,{loppe it Marcellm. 
 
 141 2. Tishecre. exit Chofl. wo 
 
 Mor. Tishcerc. 
 142-3 Mare. Tisgone, Owedocitwrong, bcingfomaiefti- 
 
 call, to offer it the ihew of violence. 
 
 For it is as the ayre invelmorable, m 
 
 '46 And our vane blowcs malitious mockery. 
 
 2. It was about to^x:ake when the Cocke crew. 
 Hon And then it faded like a guilty thing, 
 Vpon a fcarefull fiuTimons : I haue heard 114 
 
 130 The Cocke, that is the trumpet to the morning. 
 
 Doth with his earely ;md flirill crowing throate, 
 A wake the god of day, and at his found, 
 
 Whciher in earth or ayre, in fca or fire, uS 
 
 1S4 The ftrauagant and erring fpirite hies 
 
 To Iiis connncs, and of the tructh heereof 
 ThisprefentobicA made probation. 
 
 Marc. 1 1 faded on the crowing of the Cocke, 
 w Some fay, that euer gain fl th;itfeafon comes, 
 
 Wherein our Sauiours birth is celebrated^ 
 
 The 
 
Sci. Ij. 
 
 Prince ofDenmarke, 
 
 The birdofdawningfingeth allnightlong, ito 
 
 And then they fay, no fpiiitc dare waike abroacic, 
 
 Thenighcsarcwholc(bnic,thennopi<inecfrikes, 
 
 No FaJric takes/nor Witch hath powre to charmc, 
 
 So gratious,ancl fo hallowed is that time. 164 
 
 nor. So haue I heard, and doe in parte beleeue it: 
 But fee the Sunncin ruHet mantle clad, 
 Walkesorethedeaw ofyonhiemountainc (op, 
 Breake we our watch vp, and by my aduife, m 
 
 Let vsimpart what weehauefcenetouight 
 Vnto yong Hamlet : for vpon my life 
 This Spiritc dumbe to vs will fpeake to him: 
 Do you confent,wee fliall acquaint him with it, ' 172 
 
 As needefuU in our lou^ Btting our dueiie? 
 
 KMare. Lets doo't I pray, and I this morning know. 
 Where wc fliall findc him raoft conucnicntly. 'is 
 
 Snter K'mg,^fKeney HamUt, Leartei, Coramhii, Act I. 
 
 and the two AniiajfadorSy mth Attendants , Seii. 
 
 King Lordesjwc here hane writ to Ftfr/#»^r«ij(7#', 37 
 
 Nephew to oldc Nonvaj, who impudent 
 And bed-rid, fcarcely heares of this bis 
 Nephews purpo(e : and W«e heere difpatch 30.3 
 
 Yong good C»rw/M, and you VohewAr 
 For bearers of thefe greetings to olde 
 
 Norway, giuing to you no further pcrfbnall power 36 
 
 To buTinefTe with the King, 
 Thcp thofc related articles do (hew: 
 Farewell,and let your hafte commend your dutic. 
 
 ^ent. In this and all things will wee flbew our dutie* 40 
 
 Jf«»^,Wee doubt nothing, hartilyfarewel: n 
 
 43 
 
 And now LeArtes what's the newcs with you? 
 You faid you had a futc wbati'ft Leartesf 
 
 Le»: MygratiousLord,yourfauorablelicence^ 5.0 
 
 Now that the funerall rites are all performed, » f 
 
I. ii. 
 
 Sc ii. 
 
 The Tragedie ofHttmltt 
 
 I may haue leaue to go againe to France, n 
 
 For though the f auour oFyour grace mi ght ftay mce, 
 
 Yet fomething is there whifpcrs in my hart. 
 
 Which makes my minde and fpirits bend all for Tr4nce. 
 
 King I Haue you your fathers leaucjif/irtw.' 
 
 Cor. He hath, my lord, wrung froin me a forced graunt, 
 And I befecch you grant your HighneflTe Icauc. 
 King With all our heart, Leartes fare thee well. 24 
 
 Letir. I in all loue and dutie take my leaue. 
 
 King. And now princely Sonne Hamlet^ Exit. 
 
 What raeanes thefcfad and melancholy moodes? 
 For your intent going to IVittenberg, 
 &, Wee hold it moft vnmeet and vnconuenient, 
 ^ Being the loy and halfe heart of your mother. 
 Therefore let meeintreatyou ftay in Court, 
 All 'Denmtirket hope our cooHn and dcareft Sonne. 32 
 
 Ham. My lord, ti's not the fable fute I weare: 
 No nor the teares that ftill ftand in my eyes. 
 Nor the diftrafted hauiour in the vifage. 
 Nor ail together mixt with outward femblance, 36 
 
 Is equall to the forrow of my heart, 
 Him haue I loft I muft of force forgoe, 
 Thcfe but the ornaments andfutesof woe. 
 
 King This fliewcs a louing care in you,Sonne HamUi, ^ 
 
 But you muHt thinke your father loft a father. 
 That father dead, loft his, and (b flialbe vntill the 
 Generall ending. Therefore ceafc laments. 
 It is a fault gainft heauen, fault gainft the dead, 44 
 
 A fault gainft nature, and in reafons 
 Common couric moft certaine, 
 None liues on earth, but hee is borne to die. 
 
 Slue. Le t not thy mother loofe her praters \iamltt, 48 
 
 Stay here with vs, go not to Wittenherg. 
 
 Ham. I (hall in all my beft obay you madam. 
 
 King Spoke like a kinde and a moft louing Sonne, 
 And (here's no health the King ftiall drinke to day, 5^ 
 
 But 
 
Sc ii. I- ii 
 
 Fr'mct of Dtnmarht. 
 
 But the great Canon to the clowdes fliall tell 
 The rowfe the King fhal! drinke vnto Prince Hamlei, 
 Exeunt aflbut Ham/et. 
 Ham, O that this loo much grieu'd and Tallied flefh 
 Would melt to nothing, or that the vniuerfall 
 Globe of heaucn would turne al to a Chaos ! 
 O God within two moneths; no not two : maricd. 
 Mine vndc : O let me not thinkc of it, 
 My fathers brother : but no more like 
 My father, then I to Hercules. 
 Within two months, ere yet the fait of mod 
 Vnrighteous teares had left their flufhing 
 In her galled eyes : (he married, O God, a bead 
 Deuoyd of realon would not haue made 
 Such fpeede: Frailtie, thy name is Woman, 
 Why (he would hang on him, as if inereafe 
 Of appetite had growne by what it looked on. 
 O wicked wicked fpeede , to make (lich 
 Dcxteritieto inceftuous fheetes. 
 Ere yet the Hiooes were olde. 
 The which fhe followed my dead fathers corfe 
 Like Nyobst all teares : manied, well it is nor, 
 Nor it cannot come (o good: 
 But breakemy heart.for I mud holde my tongue. 
 Enter Horatio and Marcellus. 
 
 Har. Health to yourLordrhip. 
 
 Ham. lamverygladtofecyou, (Horatio) or I much 
 forget my (elfe. 
 
 Hor. The fame my Lord,and your poorc feruant euer. 
 
 Ham. O my good friend, I change that name with you: 
 but whatmakeyou {tomH^itteHierg Horatiof 
 tMarcelltci, 
 
 L^arc. My good Lord. 
 
 Ham. I am very glad to fee you, good cuen firs: 
 But what is your aHairein Elfenourji 
 Week teach you to drinke deepc ere you depar^ 
 
 Hm 
 
Sc ii. 
 
 The Tragedie of Hamlet 
 
 Her, Atrowantdirpofi«on,my good Lord* sy 
 
 Ham. Nor fliall you make mcctruftcr 
 Of your ownc report againfl your fcjfc: 
 
 Sir, Iknowyouarenotrowant: go 
 
 But what is your affaire in Elfemurel 
 
 Hor. My good Lord, I came to fee your fathers funcralf . 
 
 Ham. Ol pre thee do not mockcmee fellow ftudienr, 
 I rhinkc it was to fee my mothers wedding. 94 
 
 Hor. Indecde my Lord, it followed hard vpon. 
 
 Mam. Thrift, thrift.Hc-rrfrw.thcfunerall bak'tincates 
 Did coldly furnifti forth the marriage tables, 
 Would r had met my deereft foe in heauen gg 
 
 Ere euer I had feene that day Horatio', 
 
 my father, my father, mc thinks I fee my father, 
 Hor, Where my Lord? 
 Ham. Wby.inmymindescycHorrfrto, 
 Hor. I faw him once, he was a gallant King. 
 Ham, He was a man, take him for all in all, 
 
 1 (hall notlooke vpon his likeagaine. 
 
 Hor, MyLord.IthinkcIfawhimyefternighf, 106 
 
 Ham. Saw, who? 
 
 Hor. My Lordjthe King your father. 
 
 Ham. Ha, ha, the King my father kc you. 
 
 Her. Ceafcn your admiration for a while 
 With an attentiue care, till I may deliuer, 
 Vpon the witneflc of thcfe Gentlemen 
 This wonder to you. ^ 
 
 Ham. For Gods loue let mc beare it. ,,^ 
 
 Her. Two nights together had thcfe Gentlemen, 
 (.Marcellm and Bernardo, on their watch. 
 In the dead vaft and middle of the night. 
 Beenethus incountered by afigure like your father, //* 
 
 Armed to poynt. cxaftly Capapea 
 Appceres before them fhrifc, hewalkcs 
 Before their weakc and fcare oppicfTcd cies. 
 Within his tronchions length, 
 
 While 
 
213 
 
 Scii 1- ii. 
 
 Prince of Denmarh. 
 
 While they difl'JIed almoft to gelly. 204-5 
 
 With the aft of feare flands dumbe, 
 
 Andfpeake not to him: this to mee 
 
 In dreadfull fecrefie impart they did. , 
 
 And I with them the third night kept'the watch, 20* 
 
 Where as they had dcliuered Kirme of the thing. 
 
 Each part made true and good, 
 
 The Apparition comes : I knew your father, 
 
 Thefe handes are not more like. 
 
 Ham. Tisveryftrange. 
 
 Hor. As I do liue,my honord lord, tis true. 
 And wee did thinke it right done. 
 In our dutie to let you know it. 223 
 
 Ham. Where was this? 
 
 tJ»f<<r,My Lordjvpon the platforme where wc watched. 
 
 Ham. Did you notfpeake to it? 
 
 Htr, MyLordwcdid,butan{wercinadeitnonc, 2,^.,^ 
 
 Yet once me thought it was about to Ipeakc, 
 And lifted vp his head to motion. 
 
 Like as he would (peake, but eucn then 217-18 
 
 The mornmg cocke crew lowd, and in all hafte. 
 It fhruncke in hafteaway,and vanifhed 
 Our fight. 
 
 Ham. Indeed, indeed firs, but this troubles me.* 224 
 
 Hold you the watch to night? 
 
 -4// We do my Lord. 225 
 
 Ham. Armed (ay ye? 
 
 M Armed my good Lord. 
 
 Ham. From top to toe? 
 
 Ail. My good Lord, from head to foote. 228 
 
 Him. Why then fa w you not his face? 
 
 Hor. O yes my Lord, he wore his beuer vp. 
 
 Ham. Howlook'the, frowningly? 
 
 Hor. A countenance more inforrow than in anecr. 
 Ham. Pale, or red? * 
 
 Hor. Nay,vctiepal 233 
 
 Z30 
 
I.ii. 
 
 Sc ii. 
 
 The Trigtdie of Hamlet 
 
 Ham. Andflxthiseicsvponyou. isg 
 
 Hor. Moft conftantly. 
 
 Ham. I would 1 had becnc there. 
 
 Her. It would a much amazed you. 162 
 
 Ham. Yea very likc.vcry like,fl:aid it long? 
 
 Hor, While one with moderate pace 
 Might tell a hundred. 
 
 UWdr. O longer, longer. ,f^ 
 
 Ham. His beard was griflcid, no. 
 
 Hor. Itwas as I haue^cne itin his life, 
 Afablcfiluer. 
 
 Ham. I-wil watch to night, perchance t'wil walkc againc. ,70 
 
 Her, I warrant it -will. 
 
 Ham. Ifitailume my noble fathers person, 
 Ilefpeakecoit. if hell itfelfeOiouldgape, 
 
 And bid me hold my peace, Gentlemen, 174 
 
 If you haue hither confealed this light, 
 Let it be tenible inyourfilence fiill. 
 And whatfoeuer clfc fhall chance to night, 
 
 Giueit an vnderAanding,but no tongue, ,78 
 
 I will requit your loues,{b fare you well, 
 Vpon the platformc, twixt eleuen and twelue, 
 Ilcvifttyou. 
 
 yiff- Our duties to your honor. exeunt. 1S2 
 
 Ham. O your loues,your loues, as mine to you, 
 Farewell, my fathers fpirit in Armcs, 
 Well, all's not well. I doubt fomefoule play. 
 Would the night were come, 186 
 
 Till thcn,nt ftill my foulc, foule deeds will rife 
 2£_ Though all theworldorewhelme them to mens eics. Ztit. m 
 
 6fiterLeartesAn60felia. ~^ 
 
 Leart, My neceflTaries are inbarkt, I muft aboord. 
 Bu t ere 1 part, marke what I fay to thee; 
 I fee PntKcHam/et makes a flicw of loue 
 + Beware Ofo/ia, do not truft his vowes, 
 
 '4 f Perhaps he loues you now, and now his tongue, 
 
 Speakes 
 
 I.iii 
 
Sciii. IHi. 
 
 Prince ofDcnmarke. 
 
 Spcakes from his heart, but yet take Jiccd my (1 ftcr, 
 The Chariefl maide is prodignll enough. 
 If (he vnmaskc hir beautie to the Moone. 
 Vercue it fclfe fcapes not calumnious thoughts, 
 Belieu't <:>^/M,thercfore keepe a loofe 
 Left that he trip thy honor and thy fame. 
 
 Ofel. Brother,to this I haue lent attcntiue care, 
 And doubcuot bucte keepe my honour firme, 
 But my decrc brother,do not you 
 Like to a cunning Sophifter, 
 Teach rac the path and ready way to heauen. 
 While you forgetting what is faid to me, 
 Your fclfe, like to a carekne libertine 
 Doth giue his heart, his appetite at ful. 
 And litde recks how that his honour dies. 
 
 LeoTs No, fcare it not ray decre Ofelia, 
 Here comesmy father, occaGon fmiles vpon a iccondleaue. 
 EMter Csraml>u. 
 
 Car. Yet here Lenrtet? 3b9ord,aboord,&r {Iiamc^ 
 The winde (its in the ihouldcr of your Caile, 
 And you are fiaid for, theremy bleffing with thee 
 And theft few precepts in thy memoiy. 
 "Be thou familiar, but by no mcanes vulgare> 
 " Thofe fiends thou hau, and their adoptions tried, 
 '• Graplethem to thee with ahoopeof fteele, 
 " But do not dull the palme with entert^ne, 
 '♦ Ofcuery new vnfleg'd courage, 
 " Beware of entrance into a qua^relHbut being in, 
 " Beare it thatthe oppofed may beware of thee, 
 '' Coftly thy apparrell, as thy purfc can buy. 
 " Butnotexpreftinfafliion, 
 " Fortheapparelloftproclaimesthcmaa. 
 And they o£ Frame of the chiefe rancke and ftation 
 Arc of a moflfclcaand gencrall chiefe in that J 
 '♦ This aboucail, to thy ownc felfe be true, 
 And it mul> follow as the night the day, 
 
 C 1 Thou 
 
I.iii. Sc iii. 
 
 The Tngtdk of Hamlet 
 
 Thou canftnotthcn befalfctoanyone, 4, 
 
 Farewel, ray blcflingwith thee. 
 
 Ltar. I humbly take ray Icaue, farewell Ofelia, 
 And remember well what I hauc faid to you . exit. 44 
 
 OfeU Itisalreadyloclc'twithinmy hart, 
 Aiid you your felfe fhall keepc the key of it. 
 
 Cor» What i'ft Oftli* he hath faide to you? 
 
 Of el. Sorothing touchmg the prince H«mkt. 
 
 Cor. Mary wel thoughton, t'isgiuenmcto vnderfland. 
 That you haue bin loo prodigall of your maiden prcfcnce 
 Vnto Prince Hamlet, ifit be fo, 
 As fo tts giuen xa mce, and^hat in waie of cautiot. 52 
 
 Imufttcllyouiyou do not vnderfland yourfeife 
 So well as befits my honor, and your credite. 
 
 OfeL My lord, he hath made many tenders of his louc 
 tome. 
 
 Cor. Tenders, I, I.tendersyoumaycallthem. 
 
 OftL And withall, filch carncflvowcs. 
 
 Cor. Springes to catch woodcocks, 
 What, do not I know when the blood doth burne. 
 How prodigall thctonguc lends the heart vowes. 
 In briefc, be more (canter of your maiden prcCencct 
 Or tendring thus you'l tender race aibole. 
 
 OfeL Ifliallobayroylordinatllroay. m 
 
 Cor. Oftlui, rcceiuc none of his letters, 
 " For louers lines are fnares to intrap the heart; 
 " Refufehis tokens, both of them are keyes 
 To vnlocke Chaflitie vnto Defirc: 
 Come in OfeUa'yixizh men often proue, 
 " Great in*hcirwofdes,butlittle in theu: loue- 
 
 OfeL I will my lord. exeunt. 7/ 
 
 £»ter Hamlet, Horatio,<»WMarcelIus. 
 
 Ham. The ayre bites fhrcwdi it is an eager and 
 Annippin^wir Ir.wbathourei'flJ 
 
 Hi>r. IminkitUcksoftwclue, SemdTruwptts.. 
 
 M<sf. Nojtisftrucke. n 
 
 i<5 
 
 60 
 
 68 
 
 Sciv 
 
s 
 
 Sc iv. I.iv. 
 
 frince ofDenmArke. 
 
 Uor. Indeed I heard it not,what doth this mean my lord? 5/ 
 
 Hm. O the king doth wake to night, & takes his ro vvfci 
 Kccpc wa(rel,and the fwaggering vp-fptine reclcs. 
 And as !v« dreamcs, his draughts ofreniQi downcj 
 The kettle, drummc, and truropetj thus bray out, 
 The triumphes of his pledge. 
 
 Hor, Isitacuftomeherc? 
 
 flam. I mary i'ft and though I am 
 Natiue here, and to the mancr borne. 
 It is a cuAome, more honourd in the breach, 
 Thenin thcobfcruance. "5 
 
 Snter the Ghofl. 
 
 Hor. Lookc my Lord, it comes. 3B 
 
 K4»!». Angels and Minifters ofgrace defend vs. 
 Be thou afpirite of health, or goblin damn'd, 40 
 
 Bring with thee ayres from heanen,orbla(ls from hell: 
 Be thy intents wicked or charitable, 
 
 Thou commed in fiich queftionablc fliape, 43 
 
 That T will fpcaketo thee. 
 He call thee Htm/f^ King, Father, Royall Dane, 
 O anfwere roee, let nnee not biuft in ignorance, 
 But (ay why thy canonizd bones hearfed in death ^7 
 
 Hauc burft their ceremonies:why thy Scpulchef, 
 In which wee faw dice quietly interr'd. 
 
 Hath burft his ponderous and marble lawes, so 
 
 To caft thee vp againe: what may this meanc, 
 That thou, dead cotre,againe in compleate (Icele, 
 ReuifTets thus the glimfes of the Moone, 
 Making night hideous, and we fooles of nature, 5* 
 
 Sohorridcly to (hake our difpofition, 
 With thoughts beyond the reaches ofourfoules? 56 
 
 Say,fpeake,wherefot'e, what may this raeane! 
 
 Hor. It beckons you.as though it had ibmcthing ^ 
 
 To impart to you alone. 
 
 ^J\i<tr. Looke with what conrteouiaftion 60 
 
 It waues you to a more remoucd ground, 
 
 C 5 But 
 
l.iv. Seiv. 
 
 The Trdgedk ofHdmkt 
 
 Bu t do not go with ic. 40 
 
 Hor. No, by no meancj my Lord. 
 
 Ham. It will not fpcake, then will I follow it. 
 
 Hor. What if it temptyou toward thcflood my Lord. 
 That beckles ore his bace,into the fea, ' 44 
 
 And there affume (bme other horrible fliape, 
 Which might depriuc your foucraigntie of rcafbn. 
 And driue you into madnefTc : thinke of it. 
 
 Ham. Still am I called, go on,ile follow thee. 
 
 H«r. My Lord.you {hall not go. 
 
 Ham. Why what fliould be the fcarej 
 I do not fet ray life at a pinnesfee, 
 And for my (bule,what can it do to that? 52 
 
 Being a thing immortall, like it felfe, 
 Go on, lie follow thee. 
 
 miar. My Lord be rulde, yoii fliall not goc. 
 
 Ham. My fate cries out,and makes each pctyArtiue 56 
 
 As hardy as the Nemcon Lyons neruc. 
 Still ami cald, vnhand me gentlemen', 
 By heauen ilc make a ghoft of him that lets mc. 
 Away I fay, go on, ile follow thee. 60 
 
 Hor, He waxeth defperate with imagination. 
 
 tJiHar. Something is rotten in the ftate ofVenmarke. 
 
 Hor. Haue after; to what iffue will this fort?J 
 
 LMar. Letsfollow.tisnotfitthustoobeyhim. exH. 64^ 
 
 Enter Ghoji and Hamlet. 
 
 Ham. Ilc go no farther,whithci wilt thou leadc me? 
 
 Ghoft Markcme. 
 
 Ham. I will. 
 
 Ghofl I am thy fathers fpirit, doomd for a time 
 To walkc the night, and all die day 
 Confinde in flaming fire. 
 Till the foulc crimes done in my daycs of Nature 
 Arepurged and burnt away. 72 
 
 Ham. AlaspoorcGhofV. 
 
 ghofl Nay pitty menoti biitto my vnfolding 
 
 Lend 
 
Se iv. I.v. 
 
 Prince of B turn Arke 
 
 Lend thy liftning care, but that I am forbid 
 
 To tell thefccrcts of my prifon houfc 
 
 I wouldalalevnfold, whofe lighteft word 
 
 Would harrow vp thy foulc, freeze thy yong blood, 
 
 Makethytwoeycslikc ftars ftartfrom their (phercs. 
 
 Thy icnoticd and combined locks to part. 
 
 And each particular haire to Hand on end 
 
 Ijke qujls vpon the fretful! Porpentinc; 
 
 But this fame blazon muft not bc,to cares offlefli and blood 
 
 Hamlet, if euer thou didft thy dcerc father louc . 
 
 Ham. O God. 
 
 Gho. Reuengc his foule, and moft vnnaturall murder : 
 
 Hum. Murder. 
 
 Ghoji Yea, murder in the higheft degree, 
 As in theleaft lis bad. 
 But mine moil foule,beaflly,and vnnaturall. 
 
 Ham. Hafte me to knowc it, that with wings as fwift as 
 meditation, or the thought of it,may fwcepe to my reuengc. 
 
 Ghofl O I finde thee apt, and duller (houldft thou be 
 Then thefatweede which rootes it fclfcin cafe 
 On Lethe wharffe : briefelctme be. 
 Tis giuen our, that flecping in my orchard, 
 A Scrpentftung me j fo the whole care o£l>eMmarkg 
 Is with a forged Proftesof my death rankelyabufde: 
 But know thou noble Youth : he that did fting 
 Thy fathers heart, now weares his Crpwne. 
 Ham. O my prophetike foule, my vncle! my vncle! 
 
 ^hofl Yea he, that inceftuous wretch, wonne to his will 
 O wicked will,and gifts! that haue the power (with gifts, 
 So to fcducc my moft fccming vertuous Quieene, 
 But vertne, as it neuer will be moued, 
 Though LcwdnelTe court it in a (hape of heauen. 
 So Luft, though to a radiant angle L'nckt, 
 Would fate it k\k. from a celcfliall beddc, 
 And prey on garbage.: butfoft, me thinkes 
 I/ent the mornings ayrc, briefe let me be. 
 
 Sleeping 
 
Sciv. 
 
 Tht Tragedit of Hamlet 
 
 Sleeping within my Orchard, my cuOome alwayes 
 
 In the after noonc, vpon my fecure houre 
 
 Thy vnde came, with iuyce of Hebona 
 
 In a viall, and through the porches of my cares 
 
 Did powrc thclcaprous diftilmentjwhofe efie£l 
 
 Hold fuch an enmiiie with blood of man, ,,6 
 
 Thatfiviftas quickefilner, itpoftcth through 
 
 The natural! gates and allies of the body, 
 
 And turnes the thinne and wholefome blood 
 
 Like eager dropings into milke. 
 
 And all my fmoothe body, barked,and tctterd ouer. 
 
 Thus was I flceping by a brothers hand 
 
 OfCrownc,ofQucene,ofllfe,ofdignitie 
 
 At once depriued, no reckoning made of> ,3^ 
 
 But Tent vnto my graue, 
 
 "With all my accomptsand Hnnes vpon my head, 
 
 horrible, moft horrible! 
 B«m. OGodi 12S 
 ghoft If thou haft nature in thee, beare it not. 
 
 But howfoeuer, let not thy heart 
 
 Confpirc againft thy mother aught, 
 
 Lcaue her to heauen, i$2 
 
 And to the burthen that her confcienccbeares, 
 
 1 muft begone, the Glo-worme Ihcwes the Martin 
 To be necrc, and gin's to pale his vneflfeftuall fire: 
 Hajnletadue,adue,adue: remember mc. Exit ,j6 
 
 Ham. O all you hoftc of heauen 1 earth,what elfe? 
 Andfliall I couple hell; remember thee? 
 Yes thou poore Ghoft; from the tables 
 
 O f my memorie, ile wipe away all fawcs of Bookcs, ,^0 
 
 All triuiall fond conceites 
 That euer youthjorclfeobleruance noted. 
 And thy remembrance, all alon e ftiall li t. 
 yes,yes,byheauen,adamndpcmitiousvill^ne, ,4^ 
 
 Murderons, bawdy, fmiling damned villainc, 
 (My tables) meet it is I fct it downe. 
 
 That 
 
Sc JY. I, iv. 
 
 TrinctofDtnmarki 
 
 That one may ftnile, and fmile, and be a villayne; 
 Atlcaft I am furc, it maybe (b mDtnmarki, 
 Sovnde, there you are, there yoi/are. 
 Now to the wordsi it is adue adu^: remember me, 
 Soe t 'ii enough I haue (worne. ^ — -^ 
 
 Hot. My lord.my lord. Enter. Horatio, 
 
 Uifar. Lord Hamlet. and Maretllus. 
 
 Hor. IU,lo,lo,ho,ho. 
 
 Ham. in,lo.l0,fb,ho,(b,comeboy,come. 
 
 Hor. Heauensfecure him. 
 
 Mar. How i'ft my noble JordJ 
 
 Hor. What news my lord? 
 
 Ham. OwonderfuU, wondcrfuL 
 
 Hor. Good my lord tel it. 
 
 Ham. NonotI,youlreuealeit. 
 
 Hor. NotlmyLordbyhcauen. / 
 
 Mar. Nor I my Lord. 
 
 Ham. How fay you then? wouldhart of man 
 Onccthinlceit? but you'l berccrct. 
 
 "Both. Ibyheauen,mylord. 
 
 Ham. There's neucr a villaine dwelling in all lieumarkt 
 But hee's an arrant knaue ' 
 
 Hor. There need no Ghoflcomefrom the grauc to tell 
 yon this. 
 
 Ham. Right, you are in the right, and therefore 
 I holde it meet without more circumftance at all. 
 Wee fliake handsand part;you as your bufmes 
 Anddefierjfliallleadeyou : forlookeyou, 
 Euery man hath budnes, and dcfires, (iach 
 As it is, and for my owne poore parte, ile go pray. 
 
 Hor. Thefe are but wild and wherling words,myLord 
 
 Ham. lam fory they offend youjharlelyj^es faith hartiiy 
 
 iwr. Ther's no offence my Lord. 
 
 Ham. Yes by Saint 7».rff% but there is Homw, 
 And much offence too, touching this vifion. 
 It is anhoncfl ghofl, thai letmee tcllyou, 
 
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Lv, 
 
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 Sc.iv. 
 
 ne TrAgedie of Hamlet 
 
 For your defires to know what b bctwcene vs. 
 
 Or emaifter it as you may: '^4 
 
 And now kind fi-ends, as you arc frends, 
 
 Schollers and gcntlmcn. 
 
 Grant mee one poore rcqueft. 
 
 Both. Whati'ftmyLord? '«« 
 
 Ham. Ncuer make known what you hauefccnc to night 
 
 Both. My Iord,we will not. 
 
 Ham, Naybutfwcare. 
 
 Hor. In faith my Lord not I. ,P2 
 
 Mar. Nor I my Lord in faith. 
 
 Ham. Nay vpon myfword/mdeedvponmyfword. 
 
 ^ho. Sweare. 
 
 The GeflvudertheflMe. 
 
 Ham. Ha,ha,comeyouhcrc,thistellowinthefellcrigc, 196 
 
 Here confent to fwearc. 
 
 Her. Propofe the oth my Lord. 
 
 H<ww. Ncucr tofpcake what you hauefecneto night, 
 Sweare by my fword. 
 
 Goft. Sweare. 
 
 Ham. Hie & vbi(}iiet nay then wecic fhift our ground: 
 Come hither Gentlemen, and lay your handes 
 Againe vpon this fword, ncuer to fpeake 204 
 
 Of that which you haue feene, fwearc by my fword. 
 
 Gheft Sweare. 
 
 Ham. Weil faid old Mole, can'ft worke in the earth? 
 fo faft, a worthy Pioner , once more rcmouc. 208 
 
 Her, Day and night,but this is wondrous Arange. 
 
 Ham. And chereforeasa flranger giue it welcome. 
 There arc more things in hcauen and earth Horatie, 
 Then are Dream'toi^ inyour philofophic, 
 But come herc^as before you neuer fhall 
 How flrangeor oddc focrcl beare my felfe. 
 As I perchance hereafter fhall thinke meet, 
 
 To put an Anticke difpofition on, 216 
 
 That you at fuch times (eeing me, neuer rhall 
 
 With 
 
Sc.iv. 
 
 
 Lt 
 
 
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 trince ofDmmarke. 
 
 
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 With Armcs incombrcd thus.or this head fliakc, 
 
 Or by pronouncing fomc vndoubtfull phrafc, 
 
 As well well, wee know or wee could and iFwe would. 
 
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 Or there be, and if they might, ordich ambiguous: 
 Gluing out to note, that you know aught ofmee. 
 
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 This not to doe, fo grace, and mercie 
 
 
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 At your moft need heipe yoii, fweare 
 
 Cheft. fweare. 
 
 Ham. Reft,reft,perturbcd fpirit: fo gentlemen, 
 In ail my loue I do commend meeto you, 
 
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 And what fo poore a man as fJamitt may, 
 Topleafureyou.God willing fhall not want, 
 
 
 
 Nay comelctt's go together, 
 
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 But nil your fingers on yourlippes I pray, 
 
 
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 The lime is out of ioy nt,0 curfed fpitc. 
 That euer I was borne to fct it right. 
 
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 Nay come lett's go together. ExenM. 
 
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 EntfT CdrdtnbiSy ondMontam). 
 
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 Cor. Mint AHo, here, thefc le Iters to my fonne, 
 And this (amemony with my blelCng to him. 
 
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 And bid him ply his learning yiodMtniaut. 
 
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 Men. Iwilmylord. 
 
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 Cor, You fhall do very well MantMo, to fay thus, 
 
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 ] knew the gentleman, or know his father. 
 
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 To inquire thcmanner of his \\ik. 
 
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 As thus; being amongfl his acquaintance, 
 
 II 
 
 
 You may fay, you (aw him at fuch a time, marke you mee. 
 
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 At game,or drincking, fwearing, or drabbing, 
 
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 Youmaygofofarre. 
 A'fon. My lord, that will impeach his reputation. 
 
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 Ctr, I faith not a whit, no not a whit, 
 
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 Now happciy hce clofeth with you in the confcquence. 
 
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 As you may bridle it not difparage him a iote. 
 
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 What was I a bout to fay. 
 
 Mm. He clofeth witnhim in the confcqucnce 
 
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 Ccr. I, you fay right, he clofeth with him thus, 
 
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II. i. 
 
 Sc, V. 
 
 The TragedU ofHdmkt 
 
 This will hec fay, let tnec fee what hee will fay, 
 
 Mary this.I faw him ycfterday, or tother day, 
 
 Or (hen, oratfuch a time, a dicing. 
 
 Or at Tennis, I or drincking drunke, or entring 
 
 Ofahowfeoflightnesviz. brothcll, 
 
 T hus fir do wee that know the world, being men of reach, 24 
 
 By indire Aions, finde dire Aions forth. 
 
 And fo fiiall y ou my fonne; you ha me, ha you not? 
 
 MoH. Ihauemylord. 
 
 Cor. Wei, fare you wclI,conimend mee to him. 
 
 M»n. Iwillmybrd. 
 
 Cor. And bid him ply his muGcke 
 
 Man. My lord I wil. exit. 
 
 Enter, Ofelia. 
 
 Cor. Fareweljhow now 0^/M,what*s the news with you? 32 
 
 Oft. O my dcare father, fuch a change in nature, 
 So great an alteration in a Prince, 
 So pitiful! to him, fearefuU to mee, 
 A maidens eye ne're looked on. 36 
 
 Cor, Why what's the mauer my Cy^/U.^ 
 
 Of. O yong Prince Ham/et, ihz only floure oiDenmtr^ 
 Hee is bereft of all the wealth he had. 
 The Jewell that ador'nd his feature moff 40 
 
 Is filcht and (lolne away, his wit's bereft him, 
 Hee found mee walkingin the gallery all alone. 
 There comes hee to mee witha diftraftcd looke. 
 His garters lagging downe , his (hooes vntidc, 44 
 
 And fixt his cyesfo ftedfeft on my face. 
 As if they had vow'd, this is their latcft obicft. 
 Small while he ftoode, but gripes mc by the wrift. 
 And there he holdes my pulfe till with a figh 
 He doth vnclafpe his holde, and parts away 
 Silent,a»is the mid time of the night: 
 And as he went, his eie was fiill on mee, 
 For thus bis head ouer his (boulder looked. 
 He feemed to Hnde the way without his cics: 52 
 
 For 
 
Scv. 
 
 II. i. 
 
 Prhue ofDentfiarke. 
 
 For out of doorej he went without their heipe. 
 And fo did leaue me. 
 
 C«r. Maddeforthyloue, 
 What haue you giucn him any croffc wordcs of late? 
 
 OfeHa I did repcll his letters, deny his gifts. 
 As you did charge mc. 
 
 C»r. Why that hath made him madde: 
 By hcau'n Ui as proper for our age to caft 
 Beyond our fclues, as t'is for the yongerfort 
 To leaue their wantonnefic. Well, I am foiy 
 That I was Co rafh: but what remedy? 
 Lets to the King, this madnefTe may prooue. 
 Though wilde a while, yet more true to thy louc. exeunt. 
 
 Sitter King mdSlueene, Roff<HCrirfij*nd Gtlderjlone. 
 
 King Right noble friends, that our deere cofin Hamirt 
 Hath loft the very heart of all his fence, 
 It is moft right, and we moft (bry for him: 
 Therefore we doe defire, eucnas you tender 
 O ur care to him, and our great louc to you, 
 That you will labour but to wring from him 
 The caufe and ground of his didemperancte. 
 Doe this, thekingofDf«w*'/t*'halbethankefull. 
 
 Rof. My Lord, whatfoeuer lies within our power 
 Your maieftie may more commaund in wordes 
 Then vfe perfwaiions to your liege inen,bpund 
 By louc, by ductie, and obedience. 
 
 Guii. What we may doe for both your Maicfties 
 To know the griefe troubles the Princeyour Tonne, 
 Wewillindeuourallthebeftwe may. 
 So in all duetic doe we take out leaue. 
 
 King Thankcs Guilderftone,and gentle RolTencraft. 
 
 ^iie. Thankes Ro{rencraft,and gendcGilderftone. 
 Enter (^lyramhU tindOfeR*, 
 
 Cor. My Lord, the Ambaffadors arc ioyfulty • 
 Return d ttomNorva.^. 
 
 Kitg Thou ftill baft bccne the father of good news. 
 
 D 3 Or. 
 
Scvi 
 
 rhe Tugtdk ofHmkt 
 
 Car. Hauc I my Lord? laflurc your grace, ^2 
 
 I holdc my duetie as I holdc my life, 
 
 Both to my God, and to my fouerai^c King: g^ 
 
 And I bdeeuc, or elfe this braine of mine 
 Hunts not the traine ofpoliciefo well 
 As it had wont to doe, but I bauc found 
 The very depth of Hamlets iunacte. a 
 
 ^eene Godg^unthehath. 
 
 Enter the Amhaffadors. 
 
 King Now Voliemar,\N\iat from our hxothcx Norwiyi 
 
 Volt. Moft faire retumes of greetings and defircs, 
 Vpon our firfthe fent forth to fupprefue 32 
 
 His nephews leuies, which to him appear'd 
 To be a preparation gainfl the Polacke: , 
 But better loolc't into, he truely found 
 ]twa$againftyourHighncffe,wherc.atgrieued, 36 
 
 That Co his nckcne(re,age,and impotence, 
 Was falfely borne in hand, fends out arrefls 
 On Fortenhrajje, which he in briefe obays, 
 Receiues rebuke from NonvapmA in fine, 40 
 
 Makes vow before his vncl<^ neucr more 
 To giuc the aflay of Armes againft yourMaieftie, ', 
 Whereon oldc i^Tsrw/iy oucrcome with ioy, 
 Giues him three thoufand crowncs in annuall fee, , 44 
 
 And his Comminion to employ thofc (buldicrs. 
 So Icuied as before, againft thePolacke, 
 With an intrcaty heerein further (hewne. 
 
 That it would pi eafc you to giue quiet pafTc 48 
 
 Through your dominions, for that entcrprift 
 On fuch regardes of fafely and allowances 
 As therein arc fet downe. 
 
 King^ Itlikcsvs well, and at fit time and leafure S2 
 
 Wcele rcade and anfwcrc thefe his Articles, 
 Meanc time we thanke you for your well 
 Tookc labour : go to your reft.at night wecle feaft togither: 
 Right welcome home. exeunt Amiajfadtn, ^ 
 
 Cor. 
 
&. vi. 
 
 11. ii. 
 
 Prince ofDenmArke. 
 
 Cor. This bufines is very well difpatched. 
 Now my Lord.toucbingthc yong Prince Hamlet, 
 Certaine it is that hcc is madde: mad let vs granlhim then: 
 Now to know the caufe of this eficft, 
 Or clfc to fay the caufe of this defeft, 
 For this cffefl dcfe£\iue comes by caufe. 
 
 Queene Good my Lord be briefe. 
 
 Cor. Madam I wiih my Lord, I haue a daughter. 
 Haue while fhcc's mine : for that we thinke 
 I$(ureft,we onenloo(e:nowto the Prince. 
 My Lord, but note this letter. 
 The which my daughter in obedience 
 Deliuer'd to my handes. 
 
 King ReadeitmyLord. 
 
 Cor. MarkemyLord. 
 Doubt that in earth is fire. 
 Doubt that the Aarres doc mouc. 
 Doubt trueth to be a liar, 
 But doe not doubt I loue. 
 To the beautifull Ofefta: 
 Thine euer the moft vnhappy Prince H*ml«t. 
 My Lord, what doe you thinke of mef 
 I, or what might you thinke when Ifawe this? 
 
 King As of a true friend and a moft iouing (iibie A. 
 
 Cor. • I would be glad toproouefb. 
 Now when I Aw this letter,thus I be(pake my maiden; 
 Lord Hamlet is a Prince out of your ftatrct 
 And one that is vnequall for your loue: 
 Therefore I did commaund herrefufe his letters, 
 Deny his token$,andto abfent her felfe. 
 Shce as my childe obediently obey'd me. 
 Now iince which time, feeing his loue thus crofs 'd, 
 Which I Cooke to be idle, and butiport, 
 He ftraitway grew into a melancholy. 
 From that vnto a Faft , then vnto diftnAion, 
 Then into a fadnefTe, from that vnto a madnefle, 
 
 And 
 
II. ii. 
 
 Scvi 
 
 TheTugedieofHantkt 
 
 And fo by continuanccand wcakcneffc of the braine 
 Into this itcnfie, which now poflfefleth him: 
 And if this be not true, take this from this. 
 
 King Thinke you I'is fo? 
 
 Cor. How? fo my Lord, I would very faine know 
 That thin^ that 1 haue (aide t is Co, pofitiuely, 
 Anditbatli fallen out otherwife> 
 Nay, if circumftanccs leade tne on, 
 Ilcfinde it out,if it were hid 
 As decpeas the centre of the earth. 
 
 King, how fhould wee trie this (ame? 
 
 Cor. Marymy good lord thus, 
 The Princes walkelsherein the galery. 
 There let OfeGa,imXki vntill hee comes: 
 Your fclfe and I will ftand clofe inthcftudy. 
 There fhallyou heare the cflfeAof all his hart. 
 And if it proue any otherwife then louc, 
 Then let mycenfure faile an other time. 
 
 King, (ee where hee comes poring vppon a booke. 
 Enter Hamiet, 
 
 Cor, Madame, will it pleafeyour grace 
 Tolcauevsherc; 
 
 ^ue. With all my hart. exit. 
 
 Cor. And here O^/rW, reade you on this booke. 
 And walke aloofe, the King (hal be vnfeene. 
 
 Ham, To be,ornot to be, I there's the point, 
 To Die, to fleepe,is that all? I all: 
 No.to fleepe,to dreame, I mary there it goes. 
 For in that dreame of death, when wee awake. 
 And bornebefore an euerlading ludge. 
 From whence no paflcnger cuer retur'nd, 
 The vndifcouered country, at whofe Hght 
 The happy fmile.and the accurled damn'd. 
 But for this,the ioyfull hope of this, 
 Whol'd bearc the fcornes and flattery of the world. 
 Scorned by the right richithc rich curflcd ofthe pooic? 
 
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 The 
 
Scvi . Hli 
 
 Prince of Denmarke, 
 
 The widow being opprefled^thc orphan wrong'd. 
 
 The taQe of hunger, or a tirants raignc, 
 
 AndthouCincI morecalamiriesbefides, 
 
 To grunt and fwcate vnder this weary life. 
 
 When that he may his full ^ietut makt. 
 
 With a bare bodkin, who would this indurc, 
 
 But (bra hope of fbmcthing after death? 
 
 Which pufles the braine, and dot h confound the fence. 
 
 Which makes vs rather bearc thofe cuilles wc haue, 
 
 Than flie to others that we know not ofl 
 
 I that,0 this confcience makes CO wardes of vs all. 
 
 Lady in thy orizons, be all my (innes rcmembred' 
 
 Ofel. My' Lord, t haue fought opportunitic,which now 
 I hauc,to redeliucr to your worthy handes, a fmail remem- 
 brance, fuch tokens which I haue rccciued of you. 
 
 Haw. Areyoufaire? 
 
 Ofel. My Lord. 
 
 Ham. Areyouhoneft! 
 
 Ofel. What meanes my Lord? 
 
 Ham. Thatifyoubei^ireandhoneft, 
 Your beauty fliould admit no dilcourfe to your honefty. 
 
 Ofel. My Lord, can beauty haue better priuiledge than 
 wichhonefty? 
 
 Ham. Yeamarymayitj for Beauty may transfbrme 
 Honefty, from what ^c was into a bawd: 
 Then Honefty can (ransforuie Beautys 
 This was fometimes a Paradox, 
 But now the time ^ues it fcope- 
 I neuer gaue you nothing. 
 
 Ofel, Mv Lord, you know right well you did. 
 And with them fuch earneft vowes of loue. 
 As would haue moou 'd the Aoniefl bread aliue, 
 But now too true I finde. 
 Rich giftes waxe poore, when giuers grow vnkinde. 
 
 Ham, Incuerloucdyou. 
 
 Ofel. You made me beleeue you did. 
 
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 The Tngtdii of Hamlet 
 
 118 Ham. Othoufliouldflnotabelccuedmc! 164 
 
 \^ Go to a Nunnery goc, why (houldft thou 
 ^Be a breeder of unners} I am my fclfe indifferent hone A, 
 '24 Bull could accufe my felfc of fiich crimes 
 
 1 1 had beene better my mother had ne re borne me, '^s 
 
 O I amvery prowde.ambittousjdifdainefull. 
 With more finnes at my backe, then I haue thoughts 
 128-9 To put them in, what Aiould (iich fcilowcs as I 
 
 Do, crawling between heauen and earth? ,^2 
 
 't'S' To a Nunnery goe, we are arrant knaucs all, 
 
 BcIeeuenoneofvs,toa Nunnery goe. 
 Ofei. Oheauensfecurehtml 
 
 Ham. Whers thy father? ,j6 
 
 Of el. At home my lord. 
 
 Ham. For Gods fake let the doores be (hut on him, 
 Hemayplay the foole no where butin his 
 .f Ownehoure:to a Nunnery goe. '80 
 
 Ofel. Help him good God. 
 Ham. If thou doft marry, lie ^ethee 
 This plague to thy dowry? 
 
 Be thou as chafteas yce, as pure as fnowe, ,84 
 
 Thou/hahnotfcapecalumnyjtoaNutmeiygoe. 
 
 Ofel. Alas, what change is this! 
 
 Ham. But if thou wilt needes marry,marry afbole. 
 
 For wifemen know well enough, iss 
 
 What monfters you make of them,(o a Nunnery goe. 
 
 Ofel. Pray God reftore him. 
 
 14S Ham. Nay, I haue heard of your paintings too. 
 
 Cod hath giuen you one (kc, igi 
 
 And you make your felues another, 
 You ng,and you amble, and you nickname Gods creatures, 
 Makingyour wantonncdc, your ignorance, 
 A pox, t IS fcuruy, He no more of it, '96 
 
 It hath mademe madde .* He no more marriages, 
 1 55 All that arc married but onc.fhall liuc. 
 
 The reft fliall kcepeas they are, to aNunnery goe. 
 
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 Sc^vi. Itl.i. 
 
 PmceefDenmArkc. 
 To a Nunnery goe. exit. 
 
 Ofe. Great God of heauen.what a quicke change is this? 
 The Gourtier,SchollerjSouldier,aIlin bim. 
 All daQit and fplintcrd thence, O woe is me, 
 To a (eene what 1 haue feeneifee what I fee. ixlu 
 
 King Loue? No,no, that's not the caufe, t.MerKmg«Hd 
 Some deeper thing it is thattroubleshim. Corambir. 
 
 Cor. Wcl,romething it is:my Lord,content}rou a while, 
 I will my fclfe goe fcclc him:let mc workc, 
 lie try him cuery way : (ee where he comes, 
 Send you thofc Gentlemen, let me alone 
 To finde the depth of this,away,be gone. exit King. 
 Nowmy good Lord,do you know me? Enter Hamlet* 
 
 Ham. Yea very well,y are a fiihmonger. 
 
 Cor. Not I my Lord. 
 
 Ham. Then fir, I would you were £0 honcft a man. 
 For to be honeftjOS this age goes, 
 Is one man to be pickt out of tenne thoufand. 
 
 ^r. What doe you readc my Lord? 
 
 Ham, Wordes,wordes. 
 
 Cor. What's the matter my Lord? 
 
 Ham. Eetwcenewho? 
 
 Cor. I meanethe matter you reade my Lord. 
 
 Ham. Mary moft vile herefic: 
 For here the Satyricall Satyre writes, 
 That oldemen haue hollow eyes,wcake backes, 
 Greybeardes,j>ittifull weake hammts,gowtyleggcs. 
 All which fir,I moft potently bcleeue not: 
 24 "Sat fir, your felfe (halbe oldc as I am. 
 
 If like a Crabbe.you could goe backcward. 
 
 Cor. How pregnant his replies are,and full of wit: 
 Yet at firft hetookemefor a iidimonger: 
 All this comes by loue,the vemencie ofloue. 
 And when I was yong, I was very idle. 
 And fuffered much extafie in loue, very ncere this: 
 Will you walkc out of the aire my Lord? 
 
 E a Ham. 
 
II.ii. 
 
 Se vii. 
 
 The Tu^edie of Hamlet 
 
 Ham. Intomygraue. 
 
 Cor. By the maffc that's out of the aire indeed, 
 V cry fhrewd anfivers, 
 My lord I will take my Icauc of you. 
 
 Enter C'MerUine, and %pf{»craft. 
 
 Hdm. You can take nothing from me fir, 
 I will more willingly part with all, 
 Olde dealing foole. 
 
 Cor, You feekc Prince Hamlet,fee,therc he is. e^it. 
 
 Gil. Health to your Lordfliip, 
 
 Ham. What, Gilderftone.and Roflencraft, 
 WclcomckindeSchoolc-fclIowes to Elfatieme. 
 
 Gil. We tbanke your Grace,and would bevery glad 
 You were as when we were at JVtitenherg. 
 
 H*m. I thankc you, but is this vifitation free of 
 Youtfelues, or wereyou not ftnt for? 
 Tell me true,coine,I know the good King and Queene 
 Sent for you,therc is a kindc of confeHion in your eye : 
 Come, Iknow you were ftnt for. 
 
 gi/. What fay you? 
 
 Ham. Nay then I fee how the wJndc fits, 
 Coroe.you were fent for. 
 
 R»f. My lord,we were, and willingly if we might, 
 Know the caufc and ground of your difcontcnt. 
 
 Ham. Why I want preferment. 
 
 'Riff. Ithinkenotfomylord. 
 
 Ham, Yes fath,this great world you fee contents me not, 
 No nor the fpangled heauens,nor earth nor fea, 
 No nor Man that is (b glorious a creature. 
 Contents not me, no nor woman too,thoughyou laugh. 
 
 €il. Mylord,wclaughnotatthat. 
 
 Ham. Why did you laugh then, 
 When I faid,Man did not content mee? 
 
 Gd. My Lord, we laughed, when you faid, Man did not 
 content you. 
 What entertainement the Players ihaii haue, 
 
 Wc 
 
 3a 
 
 36 
 
 44 
 
 4S 
 
 52 
 
 56 
 
 60 
 
 64 
 
Sc vii. 
 
 Il.ii. 
 
 Prince ofDenmarke. 
 
 We boorded them a the way : they are comming to you. 
 
 Ham. Players ,whal Players be ihcy \ 
 
 %of. My Lord, the Tragedians of the Citty, 
 Thoft that you tookc delight to fee lb often. (flic? 
 
 Ham. How comes it that they trauell? Do they grow re- 
 
 GU. No my Lord, their reputation holds as it was wont. 
 
 Ham. How then? 
 
 gu. Yfaith my Lord, noueltie carries it away. 
 For the principall publike audience that 
 Came to them, are turned to priuateplayes. 
 And to the humour of children. 
 
 Ham. I doe not greatly wonder of it, 
 Forthofe that would nbalcc mops and raoes 
 At my vnde, when my father liued. 
 Now giue a hundred,t wo hundred pounds 
 For bis piAure : but they (hall be welcome, 
 He thatplayes the King (hall haue tribute of me. 
 The vcnnrous Knight (hall vfe his foyle and target. 
 The loucr (hall figh gratis. 
 
 The clowne (hall makcthem laugh (for't, 
 
 That are tickled in the lungs, or the blankeverfc (hall halt 
 And the Lady (hall haue leaue to (peake herminde freely. 
 
 The Trumpets fiuttdt Enter Coramiir. 
 Do you fie yonder great baby? 
 He is not yet out of his (wadiing clowts. 
 
 Gii. That may be, for they fay an olde man 
 Istwiceachilde. (Players, 
 
 Ham. llcprophecietoyou, heecomestotcUmeeathe 
 You (ay true, a monday la(l,t'was fo indeede. 
 
 Cor. My lord, I haue news to tell you. 
 
 Ham. My Lord, I haue newes to tell you: 
 "When Ro£ias was an Aftor in %eme. 
 
 Cor. The Aftors are come hither,my lord. 
 
 H<nw. Buz.buz. 4'^ 
 
 Cst*^ The beft Aftors in Chriftendome, ■*'4 
 
 iither for Comcdy,Tragcdy,Hiftorie,Paftorall, "''^ 
 
 £ 3 Paftorall 
 
11. ii. Sc.vii. 
 
 The trAgtdit of Hamlet 
 
 Paftorall,Hiftorica!l,Hiftoricall,Comicall, 
 Comicall hidoricall, Paftorall. Tragedy hifloricall: 
 Smecct cannot be too beauy , not PUta too light: 
 For the law hath writ thofe are the onely men. 
 
 Ha, O lefhtt ludge oilfratV. what a tfcafurc hadfl thou? 
 
 Cor. Why what a trcafure had he my lord? 
 
 Ham. W hy one fairc daughtcr,and no more, 
 The which he loued paHing welL 
 
 Cqt. A,ftil harping a my daughtcrlwcll my Lord, 
 If you call me Ufha^ I hauc a daughter that 
 Ilouepa(nngwelI. 
 
 Hahh. Nay that followes not. 
 
 Cor. What foUowcs then my Lord? 
 
 H«m. Why by lot, or God wot,or as it came to paflc, 
 And fo it was, thcfirft verfeof the godly Ballet 
 Wil tel you alhfor look you where my abridgement comes: 
 Welcomcmatfters, welcome all. Enter jlajtrs. 
 
 What my oldc fiiend,thy face is vallanced 
 Since I fa w thee lafl.com'ft thou t6beardmein'Z)«»<<ri^? 
 My yong lady and miftris,burlady but your (you were: 
 Ladifliip is growne by the altitude of a chopine higher than 
 Pray God firyour voyce, like a pcecc of vncurrant 
 Golde,be not crack 'tin the ring; come on maimers, 
 Weele euen too't, like French Falconers, 
 Flie at any thing we fee, come, a tafte of your 
 Quallitie,a(peech,a padionate (peech. 
 
 Players What fpccch my good lord? 
 
 HAm. I heard thee (pcake a fpccch once, 
 But it was neuer a£):ed:orifit were, 
 Ncucf aboue twice, for as I remember, 
 It pleafcd not the vulgar,it was cauiary 
 To the million : but to me 
 And others, that receiucd it in the like kinde, 
 Cried in the toppe of their iudgcmcnts,an excellent play. 
 Set downc with as great modeflie as cunning: 
 One laid there was no fallcts in the lines to make the fauory, 
 
 But 
 
Sc.vii. 
 
 VrlncttfDtnmArh. 
 
 II. ii. 
 
 ns 
 
 But called it an honeft methode,a$ wholerome as fwcete. 
 Come, a fpeech in it I chiefly remember 
 
 465 
 
 140 
 
 Was t/£neas tale to Dido, 
 
 And then efpecialiy where he talkcs of Princes flaughtcr, 
 
 468 
 
 
 If it liue in thy memory beginne at thit line^ 
 
 470 
 
 
 Let me fee. 
 
 
 '44 
 
 The rugged TyrrM,\\\x th'arganian bcaft: 
 
 
 
 Not'is not fo, it begins with Ttrrtu: 
 
 A73 
 
 
 Olhaueit. 
 
 * 
 
 
 The rugged TiVriWjhcwhofe fable armes, 
 
 4!4 
 
 148 
 
 Blacke as his purpofc did the night refemblc, 
 When he lay couched in the ominous horfi;, 
 
 
 '50 
 
 Hath now his blacke and grimme complexion fmeered 
 With Heraldry more difmall, head to footc, 
 Now is he retail guife,horridely tricked 
 
 477 
 
 
 With blood offathers,mothers,daughtcrs,fi}nnes, 
 
 480 
 
 '54 
 
 Back't and imparched in calagulate gore. 
 
 Rifted in earth and fire, olde grandurc Prjam (cckes: 
 
 481.5 
 
 
 486 \ 
 
 
 Sogoeon. (accent. 
 
 487 
 
 
 Cor. Afore God, my Lord, well fpoke, and with good 
 
 488-9 
 
 '5* 
 
 Thj. Anone he finds him ftriking too fliort at Greeks, 
 His antikefword rebellious to his Arme, 
 
 4Q0-I 
 
 160 
 
 Lies where it falles, vnable to refift. 
 
 
 
 'Pjrnu at Prjam driues, but all in rage. 
 
 404 
 
 
 Su-ikes wide, but with the whifiic and winde 
 
 
 
 Ofhis fellfword, th'unnerued fatherfallcs. 
 
 40 
 
 164 
 
 Cor. Enough my friendjtls too long. 
 
 Ham. It Oiall to the Barbers with your beard: 
 A pox, hee'sfbr a liggc, or a tale of bawdry. 
 Or elfe he flcepcs, come on to Hecuha,come. 
 
 520 
 
 168 
 
 Pky, But who,0 who had feenc the mobled Queene? 
 
 524 
 
 
 Cor, M obled Queenc is good,faith very good. 
 
 5^ 
 
 IJO 
 
 T^Uy. All in the alarum and feare of death rofevp, 
 
 532^ 
 
 
 And ore her weake and all ore- teeming loynes ,a blancket 
 
 53' 
 
 
 And a kereher on that head,where late the diademe ftoode, 
 
 529-3 
 
 173 
 
 Who this had fccne with tongue inuenom'd fpeech, 
 
 Would 
 
 S33 
 
Sc vii 
 
 Tht TrAgedie ofHdmkt 
 
 Would trcafon haue pronounced, ^ti- 
 
 Forifthe gods themfelues had fceneher then, 
 
 When flic faw Tirrm with malitious firokes. 
 
 Mincing her husbandes limbs. 
 
 It would haue made milch the burning eyes of heauen, '^^ 
 
 And paflion in the gods. 
 
 Cor. Lookemylordifhehathnotchangdehiscolour, ts° 
 
 And hath teares in his eyes: no more good heart, no more. 
 
 Ham. Tls well, t'is very well, I pray my lord, 
 Will you fee the Players well bellowed, 
 
 I tell you they are the Chronicles 1S4 
 
 And briefe abftrads of the time, 
 Afcer your death I can tell you, 
 You were better hauea bad Epiteeth, 
 Then their ill report while you Hue. m 
 
 C'f' My lord, 1 will vfe them according to their deferts. 
 
 H*m. Ofarrc belter man,v(ceuery man after his deferts, 190 
 
 Then who fhould fcape whipping? 
 Vfe them after your owne honor and dignttie. 
 The lefle they deferue, the greater credit's yours. 
 
 Cor. Welcome my good fellowes. ixit. m 
 
 Hum. Come hither maifters, canyounot play the mur* 
 der oiGonfMoi 
 
 flayer t Yes my Lord. 
 
 Htm. And could'ft not thou for a necdc ftudy me 
 Some dozen oriixleene lines. 
 Which I would ^t downe and in(ert? 
 
 fUjert Yes very eafily my good Lord. 
 
 Ham. T'is well, I thankcyou;fbllow thatlord. 
 And doe you hearefirs? take hcede you mockc him not. 
 Gentlemen, for your kindnes I thankeyou, 
 And for a time I would defirc you leauc me. 
 
 Gil. Ourloueandduetieisatyourcommaund. 2015 
 
 Exeunt all but Hamlet. 
 
 Ha*n. Why what a dunghill idiotc flaue am I? 
 Wliy thefe Players here draw water from eyes! ^os 
 
 For 
 
II. ii. 
 
 Prirtce ofDftimdrke. 
 
 For Hecuba, why what is Hecuba to hiin,or he to Hecuba? 
 
 What would he do and if he had my lofTei 
 
 His father murdred, and a Crowne bereft him, 
 
 He would turne all his teares to droppes oFblood, 
 
 Amaze the (landers by with his laments, 
 
 Strike more then wonder in the iudiciall cares, 
 
 Confound the ignorant, and make mute the wife, 
 
 Indccdehis pafuon would begenerall. 
 
 Yet I like to an aCe and lohna Dreames, 
 
 Hauingmy father murdred by a Elaine, 
 
 Stand (TiU,and let itpalTe, why (lire I am a coward: 
 
 Whopluckes mc by the beard, or twites my nofir, 
 
 Giue's me the liei'th throate downetothe lungs, 
 
 Sure I Ihould take it, or elfc I haue no gall, 
 
 Or by this I (hould a fatted all the region kites 
 
 With thisflaues offcU, this damned viltainc, 
 
 Treacherous,bawdy .murderous viUaine: 
 
 Why this is braue, that I the fonne of my deare father. 
 
 Should like a (calion, like a very drabbe 
 
 Thus raile in wordes. About my braine, 
 
 I haue heard that guilty aeatures fitting at a play, 
 
 Hath,by the very cunning of the fcene,coQfeft a murder 
 
 Committed long before. -^ 
 
 This fpirit that 1 haue feene may be the Diuelli 
 
 And out of my weakeneffe and my melancholy. 
 
 As he is very potent with fuch men, 
 
 Doth fceke to damnemc,! willhaucfounder proofes. 
 
 The play's the thing, 
 
 Wheran Tie catch the confcience of the King. tfeit. 
 
 Sitter the King, ^ueene, andLtrtlej. 
 
 King Lordes, can you by no meanes finde 
 The caufe of our fonne Haniletslunacie? 
 You being fo neere in loue, euen ftom his youth, 
 Me thinkes (hould gaine more than a flranger (hould. 
 
 F Git 
 
3§ 
 
 III. i. 
 
 Sc viit. 
 
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 8 j 
 
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 22-3 
 
 24 
 26 
 
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 189 t 
 
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 u-3. Ill jii.25'f 
 
 TbeTrAgedkofBdmkt 
 
 Gil. My lord, we faaue done all the bed we cpuM, 
 To wring from him the caufe of all his gricfc, 
 But ftill he puu vs ofF,and by no mcancs 
 Would make an anfwcrc to that we expofde. 
 
 Rog. Yet wa. be fotnethingmore indin'd to mirth 
 Before we left him, and I take it. 
 He hath giucn order for a play to night, 
 At which hccraues your highnefle company. 
 
 King With all our heart, it likes vs very well.* 
 Gentlemen, (cekc ftill to increafe his mirth. 
 Spare for no coft, our coffers (hall be open. 
 And we vnto your felues will ftill be thankefuU. 
 Both Inallwcecan,befureyouIhallcommaund. 
 £lueene Thankcs gendeinen, and whatthcQueeneof 
 May pieafure you, be wrc you ftiall not want. (Denmarke 
 ^U. Wcele once againe vnto the noble Prince. 
 ^ King Thanks to you both:Gcttred youl fee this play. 
 Si^tw My lord I will, and it ioyes me at the foule 
 He isindin'd to any kindc of mirth. 
 
 Cor. Madame, I pray be ruled by me: 
 And my good Soueraigne, giue me Icaue to fpeake. 
 We canriot yet finde out the very ground 
 Of his diftemperance, thcrefi>re 
 I holde it mcetc, if fb it plcafe you^ 
 £lfc they (hall not ineete,andthusitis. 
 
 King Whatift^cr^w^M? (done, 
 
 C«r. Mary my good lord '.hisifoone when the fports arc 
 Madam, fend you in bafle to fpeake with him, 
 And I my felfe will fland behind the Arras, 
 There queftion you the caufe of all his gricfc, 
 And then in loue and nature vnto you,hee1e tell you all: 
 My Lordjhow thinkc you on'tJ 
 
 King It likes vs well, Gerterd, what fay you? 
 ^eent With all my heart, fbone will I fend for him. 
 Cw. My felfe will be that happy melTenger, 
 Who hopes his griefe will be reueal'd to her. exmnt ornnes. 
 
 Enter 
 
 16 
 
 24 
 
 28 
 
 32 
 
 36 
 
 40 
 
Sc ix. 111. 
 
 Prince e/Denntdrh. 
 
 £ntir Hamlet and the Tlajert. 
 
 Bam. Pronounce me this (peccb trippingly a the tongue 
 as I taught thee, 
 
 Mary and you mouth it, as a many of your players do 
 I'derathcrheareatownc bull bellow. 
 Then filch a fellow fpeakcmy lines. 
 Nor do not (aw the aire thus with your hands, 
 ^U t giue cuery tiling his a^ion with temperance, (fellow, 
 '^ O it olFcnds mec to the foule, to hearc a rcbuflious periwig 
 To tcare a pafEon in totters, into very ragges. 
 To folit the cares of the ignoraat.who for the (noifes, 
 
 Moft parte are capable of nothing but dumbefhewes and 
 I would hauefuch a fellow whipt,roro'rc doing, tarmagant 
 It out.Hcrodes Herod. 
 
 flayert My Lordc, wee haue indifFcrently reformed that 
 among vs. 
 
 Ham. The better, the better, mend it all together: 
 There be fellowes that I haue feenc play, 
 And heard others commend them,and that highly too. 
 That hauing neither the gate of Chriftian,Pagan, 
 Nor Turkc,haucfo ftrutted and bellowed, 
 That you would a thought, fome of Natures journeymen 
 Had made mcn,and not made them wcU, 
 They imitated humanttic/o abhominable: 
 Take heede,auoyde it. 
 
 flayers I warrant you my Lord. 
 
 Ham. Anddocyouheare? let not your Clowne/peake 
 More then is fct downe, there be of them I can tell you 
 That will laugh themfclues,to feton fome 
 Quantitie of banren fpe Aators to laugh with them, 
 Albeit there is fome ncceffary point in the Play 
 Then to be obrerued:0 t'is vile, and (hewes 
 A pittifiill ambition in the foole that vfeth it. 
 And then you haue Ibme agen, tha t keepes one (iite 
 OfieafU, as a man is knowne by one fute of 
 Apparcll,and Gentlemen quotes hisieafts downe 
 
 Fa I» 
 
36 
 
 40 
 
 Ul.ii. ££j 
 
 -• TheTrxgedieofHdmlet 
 
 In their tables, before they come to the play,as thus: 
 Cannot you ftay till I eace my porrigc? and,you owe me 
 A quarters wagcs:and, my coate wants a culiifon: 
 And.your bccre is fowrc:and,blabbering with his lips, 
 And thus kecpingin his cinkapafe of ieafts, 
 When, God knowsjthe warmc Clownc cannot make a ieft 
 Vnlcfle by chance,as the blinde man catcheth a hare: 
 Maimers tcUhimofir. 
 
 fiiijier) We will my Lord. 
 
 H^m. Well, goe make you ready. exeunt fkjert. 
 
 Hordtio. HccremyLord. 
 
 Hum. Horatio, thou art euen as iuft a man, 
 As etc my conuerfation cop'd withall. 
 
 //#!-. O my lord! 
 
 Ham, Nay why fliould I flatter thee? 'io 
 
 Why ffiould the poore be flattered? 
 What gaine Qiould I receiue by flattering thee, 52 
 
 That nothing hath but thy good minde? 
 Let flattery (it on thofe time-pleaiing tongs, 
 To glo(e with them that loues to heare their praife, 
 And not with fuch as thou Horatio. 56 
 
 There is a play to night, wherein one Sceane they haiie 
 Comes very ncerc the murder ofmy father, 
 When thou /halt fee that Aft afootc, 
 
 Marlccthou the King, doe but obferue his lookes, 60 
 
 For I mine cics will riuet to bis face: 
 Andifhcdoe not bleach, and change at that, 
 It is a damned ghoft that wchaucfeene. 
 Horatio, hauc a care, obferUc him well. 64 
 
 Hor. My lord, mine cics Hiall fliil be on his face. 
 A nd not the fmallcft alteration 
 That (hall appearc in him, but I fhall note it. 
 
 Ham. ' Harke, they come. 68 
 
 Enter Ktng,^ueene,Coramhis, and other Lords, (a play? 
 
 King How now Ton Hamlet, hovi fare yoUjihall we haue 
 
 Ham, Yfaith tlieCaoiclionsdifh, not capon cramm'd, 70 
 
 fcede 
 
 .f 
 
Scix. Iir.ii. 
 
 Prince of Dentnarkt. **- 
 
 feedeaiheayrc. 
 72 I father : My lord, you playd in the Vniuerfitic. 
 
 (^or. That I did my L: and I was counted a good a^or. 
 Ham. What did you enaft there? 
 Cor. My lord.I did aft lulitts Cafar, I was killed 
 j6 in the Capitoll, 'Brutm killed me. 
 
 Ham. It was a brute parte of him. 
 To kill fo capital! a calfe. 
 Come, be theft Players ready? 
 80 <^ 23'"' Hamlet come fit downc by mc. 
 
 ■^ Ham. No by my faith mother, hecre's a mettle more at- 
 Lady will you giue me Ieauc,and fb forth: (traftiue: 
 
 To lay my head in your lapp 
 
 » 
 
 S4 Ofel. No my Lord. (trary matreri? 
 
 Hawi Vpon your lap, what do you thinke I meant con- 
 "Enterm a'DHmbe Shew, the R'mgandthe ^^ueene, he fits 
 dfftvtte in an tyirbor, Jbe leauet him : Then enters Luci- 
 tmm with poy/bn iti a Fiali, anctfcwres it in his ear es, and 
 goes away : Then the ^eene commeth andfindeshim 
 dead: and goes away ffiih the other. 
 S6 O/vA What meancs this my Lord? Enter theTroUgue. 
 
 Ham. This is mycbing Mallico, that mcanes my chiefc. 
 Ofe/, What doth this meane my lord? 
 Ham. you fliall heare anone, this fellow will tell you all. 
 Ofel. Will he tell vs what this /hew mcanes? 
 Ham. I, or any fliew you'lc fliew him, 
 g2 Be not afcard to fhcw, hee'le not be afeard to tell: 
 
 O thefe Players cannot keepecounfell, thei'le tell all 
 
 Prol. Forvs,andforourTragedie, 
 Heerc ftowpiug to yourclemencie, 
 p(5 We beggeyour hearing patiently. 
 
 Ham. I'ft a prologue,or a poefie fora ring? 
 Ofel. T'is ftiort my Lord. 
 Sim. Aswomcnslouc. 
 
 £nter the Duke and Butchefe, 
 ,.Duke Full fortieyeares arc part, their dateis gone, 
 
 F 3 Since 
 
 go 
 
 09 
 
Ill •■ Sc IX. 
 
 111. II. I— 
 
 The 7ugtdu ofHimkt 
 
 Since happy time ioyn'd both our heart j as one: 
 
 And now the blood that BU'd my youthfiiU veines^ 
 
 Ruunes weakely in their pipes, and all the ftraines 
 
 Of mufickc, which whilomc pleafHe mine earc, 104 
 
 Is now a burthen that Age cannot bcarc: 
 
 And therefore fwecte Nature mud pay his due. 
 
 To heauen mud 1, and Icaue the earth with you. 
 
 1)uteheffe O lay notfo.Ieft that you kill my heart, los 
 
 When death takes you, let life from me depart. 
 
 'Duk^ Content thy Kelfe, when ended is my date. 
 Thou maift(petchance)haue a more noble mate, 
 More vrife,more youthfull, and one. 
 
 ^utchejfe O fpeake no more, for then I am accuift, 
 None weds the fecond, but Oic kils the firft: 
 A fecond time I kill my Lord that's dead, 
 When fecond husband kiflcs me in bed. n6 
 
 Ham, O wormewood,wormewood! 
 
 'Dukf I doebelecue you fwcetc,whatnowyou fpeake. 
 But what we doe determine oft we breake, 
 For ourdemifesnil are ouetthrowne. 
 Our thoughts are ours, their end's none of ourownes 
 So thinke you will no fecond husband wed, 
 But die thy thoughts, when thy firft Lord is dead. 
 
 DMtchffe Both here and there purfue me lading ftrife. 
 If once a widdow,euer I be wife. 
 
 Ham. Iffliefhouldbreakcnow. 
 
 Duks T'ls deepcly fwornejTweete leaue me here a while. 
 My fpitites growe dull , and faine I would beguile the tedi' 
 bus time with Heepe* 
 
 Duuheffe Sleepe rocke thy braine. 
 And neucr come mifchance betwecne vs twaine. exit Ladjf 
 
 Ham. Madam, bow do you like this playJ '3^ 
 
 Qneene The Lady protefts too much. 
 
 Htm. O but fliee'le kcejpe her word. 
 
 King Haue you heard the argument^ is there no offence 
 
 init2 
 
 Ham. 
 
 124 
 
 130 
 
 136 
 
Scix 
 
 
 lll.ii. 
 
 
 PrinctofDenmarke. 
 
 
 137 
 
 Ham. No offence ia the world,poyfon mieft.poifon in 
 King WhatdoyoucalltlienamconhcphyJ (ieft. 
 Ham, Moufc-trap:maty how trapically:rfjis play is 
 
 244-5 
 
 140 
 
 Theimage ofa murder doncin_g«j«»«, Albertm. 
 Was the Dukes name, his Wife Baptijla, 
 
 248 
 
 
 Fathcr,it is a knauifh peece a woriceibut what 
 
 250-1 
 
 
 A that, it toucheth not vs, you and I that haucfrec 
 
 
 144 
 
 SouleSjlet the galld iadc wince, this is one 
 
 
 
 Lmutnm nephew to the King. 
 
 Ofel. Ya'reasgoodasaCWMfmylord. 
 
 Z54 
 
 
 
 
 Bam. I could interpret the louc you beare, iflfawethe 
 
 
 148 
 
 poopies dallying. 
 
 
 
 Ofel. Y are very pleafant my lord. 
 
 128 
 
 ISO 
 
 Ham. Wholjjrouronliejig-maker, why what fhoulde 
 aman dobutbemerry? forlookchow cheerefuUy my mo- 
 
 i2g.3 
 
 152 
 
 ther lookes, my father died within thefe two hourcs. 
 
 OfeL Nay, t 'is twice two montbsimy Lord. 
 
 Ham. Two month$,nay then let the diuell wcarc blackc. 
 For i'lc haueafute of Sables : lefus, two months dead, 
 
 •34 
 
 IS6 
 
 And not forgotten yet? nay then there's fome 
 
 138 
 
 
 Likelyhood, agent emans death may ouiliue memorie, 
 
 '39 
 
 
 But by my faith hee muft build churches then. 
 
 14J 
 
 
 Or els hee mufl follow the olde Epilithe, 
 
 '43 
 
 160 
 
 Withhoh, with ho, thehobi-horfe is forgot. 
 
 '44 
 
 
 OftL Your icfts are keene my Lord. 
 
 258 
 
 
 Ham. It would coft you agroning to take them off. 
 Ofel. Still better and worfe. 
 
 259-61 
 
 
 261 
 
 164 
 
 Ham. So you muft take your husband, begin. Murdrcd 
 
 
 
 Begin,a poxe, leaue thy damnable faces and begin, 
 
 263 
 
 
 Come, the crokins rauen doth bellow for reuenge. 
 
 Murd. Thoughts blacke, hands apt, drugsfit, and time 
 
 
 
 26b 
 
 168 
 
 Confederate feafbn, clfc no creature feeing: (agreeing. 
 Thou mixture rancke,of midnight weedej collcAed, 
 With Heeates banc thrife blafted, thrife infeftcd, 
 
 
 
 Thy naturall magicke,and dire propertie. 
 
 270 
 
 172 
 
 One wholefbme life vfurps immediately. exiu 
 
 Ham. 
 
 
Ill, ii. , ^Li*i 
 
 
 The TrageJit of Hamlet 
 
 272 
 
 Ham. Hepoyfons him for his eftate. 
 
 280 
 
 Kiȣ Li^t$,Iwilltobcd. 
 
 '6-281 
 
 Cor. Thekingrifcsjlightshoe. 
 
 
 Exemt King and Lories. 
 
 277 
 
 Ham. Whatjfrightcd with falfe fires? 
 
 282 
 
 Then lec the ftrickcn decrc goc wcepe, 
 
 
 The Hart vngallcd play. 
 
 For fome mull laugh, wh'ilc fomc muft wcepe. 
 
 
 285 
 
 Thus runnes the world away. 
 
 * 
 
 Hor. The king is moouedtny lord. 
 Hm. 1 Hflr<i»w,i'letake the Ghofts word 
 
 296 
 
 297 + 
 
 For more then all the coyne in 'Detmtarks. 
 
 374 
 
 375 
 377 
 370 
 371 
 3T) 
 
 '73 
 
 176 
 
 /So 
 
 Snttr %ofeueraft and gUderJione. 
 
 Rof Nowmylord,howi'ft with you? 
 
 Ham. And ifthe king like not the tragedy, 'S4 
 
 "Why then belike he likes it not pcrdy. 
 
 %pf We arc very glad to fee your grace fo pleafant. 
 My good lord, Jet vs againe intrcate (ture 
 
 To know of you the ground and caufc of your diftempera- 
 
 gU. My lord, your mother craucs to (peake with vou. 
 
 Ham. Wc (hall obey, were flie ten times out mother. 
 
 %pjf. But my good Lord.fliall I intrcate thus much! 
 
 Ham. I pray will you play vpon this pipe? 
 
 %elf. Alas mylord I cannot. 
 
 Ham. Pray will you. 
 
 Gil. I haue no skill my Lord. 
 
 Ham. why looke, it is a thing of nothing, 
 T'isbut flopping of thcfe holes. 
 And with a little breath from your lips, 
 It will giuc moft delicate mufick. 
 
 GU. ButihiscannotweedomyLord. 
 
 Ham. Pray now, pray bartily, I bcfeech you. 
 
 Roj. My lord wee cannot. (tne? 
 
 Harm. Why how vnworthy a thing would you make of ^-y 
 
 You 
 
 188 
 I go 
 
 194 
 
Sc.ix. 
 
 Ill.i!. 
 
 20S 
 
 loS 
 
 2l6 
 
 224 
 
 228 
 Z30 
 
 234 
 
 237 
 
 Prince of Btnmarkt. 
 
 You would ftemc to know my flops, you would play vpon 
 
 You would fcarch the very inward part of my hart, mcc» 
 
 And diueinto the fecreetof my (bule. 
 
 Zo wnds do you thinlce lam caficr to be pla'yd 
 
 On^tben a pipe ? call mee what Inftrumcnt 
 
 You will, though you can frctt mec, yet yon can not 
 
 Play vpon mec, beddesito be demanded by a Q>ung«. 
 
 Ref. HowafpungemyLord? 
 
 Ham. I j(ir,a{punge, that fokes vp thekings 
 Countenance, fauours, and rewardes, that makes 
 His liberalitie your ftore hou(e : but fiich as you, 
 Do the kingjin the end^beftreniifc; 
 For hee doth keep you as an Ape doth nuttes. 
 In the corner of his law, firft mouthes you, 
 Then fwallowes you : lb whcnheehath need 
 Of you, t'is but fqueeHng of you. 
 And fpungcyou fliall be dry againe, you Hiall. 
 
 %Qf. Wei my Lord weele take our leaue. 
 
 Hm Farewell, farewell, God bleffe you. 
 Exit Rej^eucrtft andgu^erjiene. 
 
 Enter CoTAmBh 
 
 Cor. My lord, the Queene would <pcake with you. 
 
 HAm. Do you fee yonder dowd in the Ihape of a camcll9 
 
 Cor, T 1$ like a camell in deed. 
 
 Uam. Nowmethinkesit'slikeaweafeU 
 
 C'r. T » back't like a weafdi. 
 
 Hitm, Or like a whale. 
 
 Cor. Verv like a whale. exit Coram. 
 
 Ham. Why then tell my mother ile come by and by. 
 Good night Horatio. 
 
 Hor. Good night vnto your Lord/hip. exit Horatio. 
 
 Ham. My mother Hie hath (ent to fpeake with me: 
 O God, letne're the heart oiNcro enter 
 This fbft bofbme. 
 Let mc be auelU not ynnaturall. 
 
 G .1 
 
 3S1 
 
lU.ii. 
 
 Sc ix. 
 
 rhe TrAgtdii ofHmkt 
 
 I will fpeake daggers, thofe ftiarpe wordes being (pent, 
 239 Todoeherwrongmyfoulefliallnc'reconfent. txit, 239 
 
 Snter the King. ScT 
 
 King O that this wet that falTcs vpon my face 
 Would wafh the crime deere from my confeience ! 
 When I looke vp to heaucn,! fee my n-efpafTe, 
 T he earth doth uill aie out vpon my {i&, 
 Pay me the murder of a brother and a king, 
 A nd the adulterous fault I haue committed: 
 
 thefe are finncs that arc vnpardonable: 
 Why fay thy finncs were blacker then isieat, 
 Yet may contrition make them as white as fhowe: 
 
 1 but flill to perfeuer in a finne, 
 It is an aA gainft the vniuerfall power, 
 Mod wretched uian,ftoope,bcnd thee to thy prayer, 
 Aske grace of heauen to keepe thee from defpaire. 
 
 hee kpee/es, enters Hamlet 
 
 111, iit 
 
 « 
 
 50 If 
 
 « 
 
 'f37-S2 
 * 
 
 * 
 4f>'t 
 
 53-4'f 
 
 * 
 
 70 f 
 
 Ham. I (b, come forth and workc thy lad. 
 
 And thus hee dies : and fo am I reuenged: 
 
 No,not fo: he tooke my father flecping.his fins brim full. 
 
 And how his (bule fioode to the (late of heauen 
 
 Whoknowes,(auetheimmoitall powres. 
 
 And (hall I kill him now, 
 
 When he is purging of his (bulc? 
 ^^ Making his way for heaucn.this is a benefit, 
 
 7pjs Andnotrcuenge!no,gctthcevpagcn, (drunke, 
 
 Whenhce's atgamcfwaring, taking his carowfe, drinking 
 ^ Orintheinccftuousplea(ureofhisbed, 24 
 
 p, Orat(bmeaAthathathnoreli(li 
 
 p2, J Of faluation in't, then trip him 
 
 That his heelcs may kicke at heauen. 
 
 And fall as lowe as hel: my mother (iayes, 
 
 96 T his phificke but prolongs thy weary daycs. exit Htun, 
 
 97 Ki»g My wordes fly vp,my finncs rcmaine below. 30 
 
 No 
 
 82 
 73 \ 
 
Sex. 
 
 Fmce of ixnmarke. 
 
 No King on earth is fafc, if Gods his foe. exit King. 
 Enter ^ueeneand Commhii. 
 
 Cor. Madame,! heare yong Hamlet comtning, 
 lie (hrowde my fclfc behinde the Arras. exit pir. 
 
 ^eene Do To my Lord. 
 
 lifun, Mothcr^mother, O arc you here? 
 How i'ft with you mother? 
 
 ^ueene How i'ft with you? 
 
 Havt, lie tellyou, but firA weele make all faFc. 
 
 ^ueette H amlct, thou haft thy father much offended. 
 
 Ham. Mother, you haue my father much offended. 
 
 ^ueene How now boy? 
 
 Ham. How now mother! come here,nt downc, for you 
 rhall heare ine {peake. 
 
 ^utfie What wilt thou doe? thou wilt not murder mc : 
 Helpehoe. 
 
 Cor. HelpeforthcQiiecnc. 
 
 H^trn. I a Rar,dcad for a Duckat. 
 Radi iotruding foole,fareweII, 
 I tooke thee for thy better. 
 
 ^ueene Hamlet,what haft thou done? 
 
 Ham. Not fo much harme, good mother, 
 As to kill aldng,and marry with his brother. 
 
 ^fieene How! kill a king! 
 
 Ham. IaKing:nayntyoudowne, and ere you part, 
 Ifyoubemadcof penitrable fluffe, 
 I'lc make your eyes looke downe into your heart. 
 And feehow horridc there and blacke it (hews. (words? 
 
 ^Hceue Hamlet, what mean ft thou by thefe killing 
 
 Ham. Why this I meane, fee here, behold this pi£ture. 
 It is the portr^ture,of your deceafed husband, 
 See here a face, to outface Man himfelfe, 
 Ad eye, at which his foes did tremble at, 
 A front wherin all vertues are fet downe 
 For to adome a king, and guild his crowne, 
 Whofchcart went handin hand eucn with that vow, 
 
 G 2 He 
 
Ill iv. 
 
 
 Scxi. 
 
 
 The Tragedie of Hamlet 
 
 
 lT. j^o 
 
 He made to you in marriagc>an<] he is dead. 
 
 35 
 
 * 
 
 Murdred, damnably murdred, this was your husband. 
 
 
 in.iv. ftx.il 
 
 Looke you now, here is your husband. 
 
 
 * 
 
 With a face like Vulcan, 
 
 3« 
 
 96* 
 
 A looke fit for a murder and a rape. 
 
 
 » 
 
 A dull dead hanging looke, and a hcU - bred elc. 
 
 40 
 
 -» 
 
 To affright childrcoand amaze the world: 
 
 
 66 + 
 
 And this fame haue you left to change with this. 
 
 ^ 
 
 77 
 
 WhatDiuell thus hath cofonedyou at hob-man blindc? 
 
 
 6S-7S 
 
 A 1 haue you eyes and can youlookc on him 
 
 
 * 
 
 That flew my father, and your deere husband. 
 
 
 92 t 
 
 To liue in the inceftuous pleafure of his bed} 
 
 46 
 
 88 
 
 ^uttne Hamlet, fpcake no more. 
 
 Ham. To Icaue him that bare a Monarkes minde. 
 
 
 * 
 
 
 102 
 
 For a kiiig of clowts, of very /breads. 
 
 
 94 
 
 ^eene Sweete Hamlet ceafe. 
 
 50 
 
 9/t 
 
 Ham. Nay but flill to perfift and dwellin finne. 
 
 
 92 1 
 
 To fweate vnder the yoke ofinfamie, 
 
 
 » 
 
 To make increafe of (name, ro fcale damnation. 
 
 
 ;o/ 
 
 ^Mtne Hamlet, no more. 
 
 Ham, Why appetite with you i$in thewainr. 
 
 54 
 
 69f 
 
 Your blood runnes backeward now from whence it came. 
 
 
 83^ 
 
 Who'le chide bote blood within a Virgins heart. 
 
 
 8 4 If 
 
 When iuftfliall dwell within a maUrons brcaft? 
 
 58 
 
 156 
 
 ^eene Hamlet.thoudeauesmyheartintwaine. 
 
 
 '57 
 
 Ham. throw a way the worfer part of it,and keepe ihc 
 better. 
 
 Enler theghosl in hit tiighgtvne. 
 
 60 
 
 103 
 
 Saueme,{aue me.you gratious 
 Powers aboue ,and houer ouer mec, 
 
 62 
 
 103-4 
 
 With your celeftiall wings. 
 
 
 106 
 
 Doe you not come yourtardy (bnne to chide. 
 
 
 lOf.8 
 
 That I thus long haue let reuenge flippe by? 
 
 66 
 
 * 
 
 do not glare with lookcs (b pittifull / 
 
 
 * 
 
 Left that my heart of ftonc yecldc to companion. 
 
 68 
 
 
 And 
 
 t 
 
Scxi. lll.iv. 
 
 PrmeofDtnmarkf. 
 
 And euery part that fhould aflift reuenge, 
 Forgoe their proper powers, and fall to pitty. 
 
 Ghoft Hamlct.l once agatne appear; to thee, 
 To put thee in remembrance of my death: 
 Doe not neg1e£l, nor long time put it ofF. 
 But I perceiue by thy didraAed lookcs. 
 Thy mother $ feareftill,andfiie (lands araazde: 
 Speake to her Hamlet, for her fex is weake. 
 Comfort thy mother, Hamlet, thinlceon me. 
 Ham. How i'ft with you Lady? 
 Sluetne Nay, how i u with you 
 That thus you bend your eyes on vacancie, 
 Andholde difcourfe with nothing but with ayre? 
 Ham. Why docyou nothing bcarci 
 ^tuene Not I. 
 
 Ham. NordoeyonnothingiccS 
 Slatene No neither. (habite 
 
 Ham. No, why fee the king my father, my father, in the 
 As he liued, looke you how pale helookes. 
 See how he fteales away out of the Portall, 
 Looke, there he goes. exit^ofl. 
 
 ^MttHC Alas, it is the weakencue of thy braine. 
 Which makes thy tongue to blazon thy hearts gricK: 
 But as I hauea {bule,Ilweare by hcaucn, 
 I neucr knew of this moft horride murder: 
 But Hamlet, this is onely fantaHe, 
 And for my louefbrget thefe idlefits. 
 
 Ham. Idle, no mother, my pulft doth beatc like yours^ 
 It is notmadnelTe thatpofleflcth Hamlet. 
 O mother, if cueryou did my deare father loue* 
 Forbeare the adulterous bed to night. 
 And win your ftlfe by little as you may. 
 In time it may be you wil lothe him quite: 
 And mother, but afliU mee in reuengey 
 And in his death your infamy fhall me. 
 ^tnt H««w///,Ivowbythafmaicfty, 
 
 G 3 That 
 
Ill.iv. 
 
 
 Scxi. 
 
 
 TheTragedie df Hamlet 
 
 
 ♦ 
 
 That knowes our thoughts, and lookes into our hearts, 
 
 105 
 
 7S-y* 
 
 I will concealc,confent,anci doe my beft. 
 
 
 « 
 
 What ftratagemfoc'rc thou flialtdeuife. 
 
 
 rj 
 
 Ham. 1 1 is enough, mother good night: 
 
 108 
 
 12-216 
 
 Come fir, Tie prouidc for you a graue, 
 
 
 IS 
 
 Who was in life a foolifli prating knaue. 
 
 no 
 
 
 Exit Hamlet mth the dead My. 
 
 
 ret iv. 
 
 Enter the Kingmdijnritt. 
 
 
 ~6 
 
 King Now Gertrcd, what fayes our fonnc.how doe you > 
 findc him? 
 
 in 
 
 7 
 
 ^uetne Alas my lord, as ragipg as the feat 
 
 
 * 
 
 Whcnas he came, I firfl befpakie him faire. 
 
 
 « + 
 
 But then he throwes and tofTes me about. 
 
 
 * 
 
 As one forgetting that I was his mother; 
 
 At laftXcaU'd for help : and as I cried,^«r-«»^« 
 
 n6 
 
 10 f 
 
 Call'd, which Hamlet no fooner heard.but whips me 
 
 
 lO-Ilfe 
 
 Out his rapier,and cries,a Rar,a Rat, and in his rage 
 
 
 1 
 12 
 
 The good olde man he killcs. 
 
 120 
 
 14 t 
 3<5 
 
 King ■ Why this his madnefle will vndoe our {late. 
 Lordes goe to him, inquire the body out. 
 
 Gil. We will my Lord. Exeunt LortUt. 
 
 
 » 
 
 King Gertred, yourfonnefhall prefentlytoEhgland, 
 
 124 
 
 * 
 
 His (hipping is already fiimifhed. 
 
 
 « 
 
 And we haue fcnt hy Roffemrafi and GilJeyfiene, 
 
 
 » 
 
 Our letters to our deare brother of England, 
 
 
 « 
 
 For Hamlets welfare and his happinefle: 
 
 128 
 
 * 
 
 Happly the aire and climate of the Country 
 
 
 * 
 
 May pleafe him better than his natiue home: 
 
 
 « 
 
 See where he comes. 
 
 131 
 
 IV. ii!. 
 
 Enter Hamlet and the Lordei. 
 
 
 J2 
 
 Gil Mylord.wecanbynomeanes 
 
 132 
 
 '3 
 
 Know of himwhere the body is. 
 
 
 17 
 
 King Now fonne Hamlet, where is this dead body> 
 
 
 iS-20 
 
 Bam. At fuppcr, not where he is eatuig,but 
 
 Where 
 
 '35 
 
Sc xi. IV.iii, 
 
 Frmceofixnmarkf. 
 
 Where he is eaten, a ccrtaine company of poUticke wormes 
 
 are euen now at him. 
 Father,your fatce King^and your leane Beggar 
 Arc but variable fcruices, two diHiesto one mefle: 
 Lookc you, a man may fi/h with that worme 
 That hath eatcn oFa Kin^> 
 And a Beggar cate that nui. 
 Which that worme hath caught. 
 
 Kmg What of this? 
 
 Ham. Nothing father, but to tell you,ho w a King 
 May go a progre(u through the gu ttes of a Beggar. 
 
 King But lonnc Htnulet, where is this body? 
 
 Ham, In heau'n,if you chance to milTc him there. 
 Father, you had beft loolce in the other partes below 
 For him, aud if you cannot Hnde him there, 
 You may chance to nofe him as you go vp the lobby. 
 
 Kiug Makehaflcandfindehimout. 
 
 Ham. Nay doe you heare? do not make too much hafte, 
 lie warrant you hee'le ftay till you come. 
 
 King Well fbnne Hdmlet/Nt in care of you:but fpedally 
 in tender preleruation of your health. 
 The which we price cuen as our proper {clfe» 
 It is our minde youforthwith goefor St^lani, 
 The winde (its rairc, you Hull aboorde to night. 
 Lord "KoffeHcraft and Gildershtu (hall goe along vnth you. 
 
 Htm. O with all my heart:farewel mother. 
 
 King Yourlouingfathcr,/7tfm/(r/. 
 
 Ham. My mother I fay: you married my mother, 
 . My mother is your wife, man and wife is onefiefh. 
 And (b(my mother)farewel:fbr England hoe. 
 exeunt aUhut tbeifMg. 
 I^mg Gertred,leaueme, 
 And takeyourleaueofiifdm/r/; 
 To England is he gone, ne'rc to returne; 
 Our Letters are vnto the King of England, 
 That on the fight of them,on his allegcance. 
 
 He 
 
IV.iii. 
 
 Sc.xi. 
 
 TheTragedie of Hamlet 
 
 He prefently without demaunding why. 
 That Hamlet loofe his hcad/or he rauft die. 
 There's raorcin him than Oiallow eyes can fee: 
 He once being dead, vrby then our ftate is free, etc'it, 
 
 Snttr Fortenhrajfc^ Drumme atti SouUitrs, 
 
 Tort. Captaine,fromvsgoegrcete 
 The king of Denmarke: 
 Tell him that Forteniirafe nephew to old Norway, 
 Craues a free pafle and condud ouer his land. 
 According to the Articles agreed on: 
 Youknowour Randevous,goe march away, exeunt all. 
 
 enter King and^Heeue. 
 
 King Hamlet is (hip't for England,€ure him well, 
 I hope to heare good newes (torn thence ere long. 
 If euery thingfaU ou t to our content, 
 As I doe make no doubt but fo it (hall. 
 
 ^Meene God grant it raay,heau ns keep my Uxmkt (afe: 
 But this mifchanceofolde CerambU death. 
 Hath pierfedfi} theyong 0feRaesh.t3!A, 
 That Uie, poore maide, is quite bereft her wittcs. 
 
 King Alas deere heart! And on the other fide, 
 Wc vnderftand her brother's comefrom France^ 
 And he hath halfc the heart ofall our Land, 
 And hardly hee1e forget his fathers death, 
 Vnlede by (bme meanes he be pacified. 
 
 ^. O fee where the yong Ofelta is! 
 
 £nter Ofelia flawing on a Lute, mdher have 
 * aownejinging. 
 
 OfeliA How fliould I your true loue know 
 From another mani 
 By his cockle hattc, and his flaffe, ^^ 
 
Scxiii. .IVl 
 
 Prince of Dtnmarkc. 
 
 And his fandall fhoone. 
 
 White his fhrowdc as mountaine fnowe. 
 
 Larded with fweete flowers, 
 
 That bewept to the grauc did not goe 
 
 With trucloucrsfhowers: 
 
 He is dead and gone Lady.hcis dead and gone, 
 
 At his head a grafTc grcene turfFq 
 
 A t his hccles a Aone. 
 
 hint How i'ft with you fweete O/J-Zm? 
 
 ofeUa. Well God yeeldyou. 
 It grieucs me to fee how they laid him in the cold ground, 
 I could not chufe but wcepc: 
 And will he not come againe? 
 And will he not come againe? 
 No,no,hee's gone, and we caftawaymone. 
 And he neuer will come againe. 
 His beard as white as (howe: 
 All flaxen was his pole, 
 He is dead, he is gone. 
 And we cafl away moane: 
 God a mercy on his foul e. 
 And of all chriften foules Ijpray God. 
 God be with you Ladies.God be with you. exit OfelU. 
 
 king A pretty wretchl this is a change indecde: 
 O Time, how fwiftly runnesourioyesawayJ 
 Content on earth was neuer certaine bred. 
 To day we laugh and liue, to morrow dead. 
 How now, what noyfe is that? 
 
 tyi noyfe within. enter Leartes. 
 
 Lear. Stay there vntill I come, 
 O thou vilde king.giue me my father: 
 Speake, fay, where's my father? 
 
 king Dead. 
 
 Lear. Who hath murdred him?rpeakc, i le not 
 Be juggled with, for he ismurdred. 
 
 Qtieene True,butnotbyhim. 
 
IV V. SeXUt. 
 
 The Tragedie of Hamlet 
 
 Lear. Bywhomejbyheau'nriebereToluec]' S3 
 
 ki>>£ Let him goe Gertred,awsyf I feare bim not, 
 There's £i ch diuinttie doth wall a king, 
 That treafon dares not looke on. s6 
 
 Let him goe Gertrtd, that your father is tnurdred, 
 T'is true, and we moft fory for it 
 Being the chiefeft piller of our (late: 
 Therefore will you like a mod de^erate gamfier, ^ 
 
 Swoop-flake-like,draw at friend, and foe,and all? 
 
 Lenr. To his good friends thus wide Tie ope mine arms. 
 And locke them in my haTt,bnt to his foes, 
 I will no reconcilement but by bloud. 64 
 
 ki«£ Why now you (peake like a moft loutng(bnne: 
 And that in (bule we (brrow for for his death. 
 Your felfe ere long (hall be a witnefle, 
 Meane while be patient, and content your felfe. <$« 
 
 Enter Ofeha ai before, 
 Lear. Who's this,C>^&j? O my dcerefiftcr! q^ 
 
 I'd poflible a yong maides life. 
 Should be as mortall as an olde mans (awe? 
 O bcau'ns thenifelues! how now Ofehtti 72 
 
 Ofel. Wei God a mercy, I a bin gathering of flourcs*. 
 Hcre,here is rew for you. 
 You may call it hearb a grace a Sundayes, 
 Heere's fomelbr metoo : you mufiweareyourrew ?d 
 
 With a difFerence, there's a dazie. 
 H ere Loue, there's ro(emary for you 
 For remembrance : I pray Lou e remember: 
 And theres panfey for thoughts. ^o 
 
 Lenr. A document inmadnes,thoughts,remetnbrance: 
 O God,0 God! 
 
 OfelU There is fcnnell for you,I would a giu'n you 
 Some violets, but they all withered, when 84 
 
 My father died : alas, they fay the owlc was 
 A Bakers daughter, we fee what we are. 
 But can not tell what we (hall be. s? 
 
 Fot 
 
ScXIII. IV. V. 
 
 frince ofDenmarke. 
 
 For bonny (weete Robin is all mj by. 
 LtAr. Thoughts &affiiflion$,torments worfe than hell. 
 OfeL Nay LouCjI pray you make no words of this now.* 
 
 I pray now, you fliall (ing a downe, 
 
 And you a downe a, us a the Kings daughter 
 
 And the falfe fteward^and if any body 
 
 Askc you of any thing, fay you this. 
 
 To morrow is faint Valentines day, 
 
 All in the moining betime, 
 
 And a tnaidc at your window, 
 
 To be your Valentine: 
 
 Thcyong man rofc, and dan'd his clothes, 
 
 And dupt the chamber doore. 
 
 Let in the muide, that out a nuide 
 
 Neuer departed more. 
 
 Nay I pray marke now. 
 
 By gi(tc,and by faint Charitie, 
 
 Away,and fie tor fbamc: 
 
 Yong men will doo't when they come too't: 
 
 By cocke they are too blame. 
 
 Quoth /he, before you tumbled me. 
 
 You promifed me to wed. 
 
 So would I a donc,by yonder Sunne, 
 
 If thou hadll not come to my bed. 
 
 So God be with you all, God bwy Ladies. 
 
 GodbwyyouLouc. exitOfe/ia, 
 
 Ltar. Griefe vpon griefe, my father murdered. 
 My fiftcr thus diftra Aed: 
 Curfed be his foule that wrought this wicked aft, 
 
 %»g Content you good Leartes for a time. 
 Although I know your griefe is as a floud, 
 Brimme full of forrow, but forbeare a while. 
 And thinke already the reuengc b done 
 On him that makes you fuch a hapIeHc fonne. 
 
 Letir. You haue pteuaiVd my Lord, a while I'le ftriue, 
 To bury gticfe within a tombc of wrath, 
 
 H 2 Which 
 
ScXHI. 
 
 TheTragedie of Hamlet 
 
 "Which once ynhearfed, then the world fliall heare 
 Lcartes had a &ther he held decre. 
 
 I^g No more of chat, ere many dayes be done, 
 You Hiali heare that you do not dreame vpon. exeunt om. 
 Enter Heratic and the ^tteene, 
 
 Hor. Madame, your fonne is Me arriv'de in JitnmarkSf 
 This letter I euen now recciv'd of him. 
 Whereas he writes how he efcap't the danger. 
 And fubde treafon that the king had plotted. 
 Bein^ eroded by the contention of the windes, 
 He round the Packet fent to the king olEnglaitdf 
 Wherein he (aw bimfelfe betray 'd to death. 
 As at his next conuerfion with your grace, 
 He will relate the circuroflance at full. 
 
 ^ueene Then I perceiue there's treason in his lookes 
 That feem'd to fugar ore his villanie: 
 But I will foothe and pleafe him for a time, 
 For tnurdcrous mindes are alwayes jealous. 
 But know not you Horatio where he is? 
 
 Her. Yes Madamc,and he hath appoyntcd me 
 To meete him on the eafl fide of the Cittic 
 To morrow morning. 
 
 ^mene O faile not, good ^0r<(/(«, andwithall, com- 
 A mothers care to him, bid him a while (mend me 
 
 Be wary of his prefence, left that he 
 Faile in that he goes about. 
 
 Hor. Madam, neuer make doubt of that: 
 I tbinke by this the news be come to court: 
 He is arriv'de, obferue the king,andyou HiaU 
 Quickely ^nAe, Hamlet being here, 
 Things fell not to his minde. 
 
 ^ueene But what bccameof^i/i/fr/iffli**" and Rojfencrafli 
 
 Hor. He being fet afhore, they went for England^ 
 And in the Packet there writ down that doome 
 To be perform'd on them poynied for him: 
 And by great chance he had his fathers Scale, 
 
 So 
 
 127 
 
 ScXlV. 
 
 i6 
 
 14 
 
 V 
 
ScXlV. 
 
 3Z 
 
 36 
 ScXV. 
 
 24 
 
 30 
 
 FriftceofDenmarke. 
 
 So all was done without difcouerie. 
 
 Suesne Thankes be to hcauen for bfefling ofthe prince, 
 Horatio once againcl take my Icauc, 
 With thowfand mothers bk/lings to my fonne. 
 Horat. Madatnadue. 
 
 Enter King and heart es. 
 
 King. Hatnlet firoin Englanti! is it poflible? 
 What chance is this? they are gone.and he come home. 
 
 Lear. O he is welcome, by my fbule he is: 
 At it my jocund heart doth leape for ioy. 
 That I (hallliue to tell him, thus he dies. 
 
 king Lcartes. content your fclfe.bc rulde by me. 
 And you (hall haue no let for your rcuengc. 
 
 Lear. My Will, not all the world. 
 
 Kiuf. Nay but Leartcs,marke the plot I hauelayde, 
 I haue heard him often with a greedy wifli, 
 Vpon Come praife that he hath heard of you 
 Touchingyour weapon, which with all his heart. 
 He might be once tasked for to try your cunning. 
 
 Lea* And how for this? . 
 
 King Mary Leartcs thus: lie lay a wager, 
 Shalbe on HamUu fide, and you (hall giue the oddei, 
 The which will draw him with a more de(ire. 
 To try the maiflry, that in tweluc venies 
 You gaine not three of him : now this being granted, 
 When you arc hot in raidft of all your play, 
 Amon^ the fbyles rhail a kecne rapier lie. 
 Steeped in a mixture of deadly poyfbn. 
 That if it drawes but the leaft dramme of blood. 
 In any part of him,he cannot liuc: 
 This being done will free you from fu(pition. 
 And not the deereft friend chat Htm/et lov'de 
 Will euer haue Leartcs infufpeft. 
 
 Lear. Mylord,Ilikcitwcll: 
 But fay lord Hamlet (hould refufe this match. 
 
 King rie warrant you,wee'le put on you 
 
 H 3 Sucb 
 
IV.vii. 
 
 
 Scxv: 
 
 
 The rugtdie of Hamlet 
 
 
 132-3 
 
 Si:ch a report of fingularitic. 
 
 3' 
 
 '34 f 
 
 Will bring himon,alchough againft his will. 
 
 
 1 5 '-'55 
 
 And left that all fliould milTc, • 
 
 
 160-1 
 
 I Ic hauc a potion that fliall ready (land. 
 
 34 
 
 '59-60 
 
 In all his hcate when chat he callcs for drinke, 
 
 
 '6J + 
 
 Shall be his period and our happinefTc. 
 
 36 
 
 * 
 
 Le«r. Tis excellent, O would the time were come! 
 
 
 « 
 
 Here coroei the Quecnc. enter the £^ene. 
 
 
 163 
 
 king How now Gertrcd.why lookc you heauily; 
 
 
 ,65^ 
 
 ^eene O my Lord, the yong OfeliA 
 
 40 
 
 169 
 
 Hauing made a garland offundiy fortes of flourej. 
 
 
 173-4 
 
 Sitting vpon a willow by a Brooke, 
 
 
 174-6 
 
 The enuiousfprig broke, into the Brooke n:>efell. 
 
 
 176-7 
 
 And for a while her clothes fpread wide abroadc. 
 
 44 
 
 '77 
 
 Bore the yong Lady vp: and there flic fate fiiiiling, 
 
 
 177 
 
 £uen Mermaidc like, twixtheaucn and earth, 
 
 
 178 
 
 Chaunting oldefundry tunes vncapable 
 
 
 m-jSt 
 
 Asitwcreofherdiftrcfle, but long it could not be. 
 Till that her clothes, being hcauy with their drinke, 
 Dragg'd the (wectc wretch to death. 
 
 4& 
 
 184 
 
 Le*r. So,flie is drownde: 
 
 
 186 
 
 Too much of water haft thou Ofetii, 
 
 52 
 
 187 
 
 Therefore I will not drownc thee in my teares. 
 
 
 /pf + 
 
 Reuenge it is muft yecld this heart rclecfe, 
 
 
 * 
 
 For woe begets woe,and griefe hangs on griefc. exemt. 
 enter Clovneandaft other. 
 
 55 
 
 ActV.Sci. 
 
 Sc xvi. 
 
 / 
 
 Clmne I fay no, flie ought not to be buried 
 
 
 
 
 In chriftian Buriall. 
 
 
 5+ 
 
 2. Why fir? 
 
 
 6t 
 
 ClotMte Mary Becaufe fliec's drownd. 
 
 4 
 
 '4'e 
 
 1. But flic didnotdrowne her fclfe. 
 
 
 * 
 
 Chtvne No, that's certainc.thc water drown'd her. 
 
 
 * 
 
 1. Yeabutitwasagainfthawill. 
 
 
 16- '7 
 
 ClowHe No, Ideny tbat,forlookcyoufir,Iflandhere, 
 
 8 
 
 18 
 
 If the water come to me, I drownc not my felfe: 
 
 
 20 
 
 But if I goc to the water, and ata there drown'd, 
 
 Srgv 
 
 10 
 
ScXVI. 
 
 i6 
 
 Prince of Btntnarke. 
 
 Ergo I am guiltie of my ownc death: 21-2 1 
 
 y'arcgone,goey'arcgoncfir. « 
 
 2. I but fee,(})e hdth chridian burial), 
 Becau(efheis a great woman. 
 
 Cletane Mary mores the pitty, that great folke 
 Should hauemoreauthoritietobangot drowne 
 Themfclues, more than other people: 
 Goc fetch me a ftope of drinkc, bu t before thou 
 Goeft, tell me one thing, who buildes ftrongeft, 
 Of a Mafon, a Shipwright, or a Carpenter? 
 
 2 . Why a Mafon, for he buildes all of (lone, 
 And will indure long. 
 
 Cl<n»ne That's prety, too't agen, too't agen. 
 1, Whythcn a Carpenter,forhe buildes thegallowes. 
 And that brings many a one to his long home. 
 
 Clovfne Prety agen, the galbwes doth well,mary howe 
 dooes it well ? the gallowes doocs well to them that doc ill, 
 goe get thee gone: 
 
 And if^ny one aske thee hereafier,6y, 
 A Graue-maker,for thehoufes he buildes 
 Laft till Doomef-day. Fetch me a ftppe of bcere,goe. 
 
 > 
 Enter Hamlet audHtratio. 
 Clowne A picke-axe and a fpadc, 
 A fpadefor and a winding Oieete, 
 Mod Ht it is, for t will be made, he threwes vp afiem/. 
 For fucb a gheft moft mcete. 
 
 Ham. Hath this fellow any feeling of hirofelfe. 
 That is thus merry in making of a graue? 
 See how the flaue joles their beads againft the earth. 
 Hor. My lord, Cuftomehathmadeitinhimfeemeno- 
 Cioww Apick-axeandaipade,a^ade, (thing. 
 
 For and a winding flieete, 
 M oft fir it is for to be made, 
 For fuch a ghofl moft meet. ; 
 
 Ham. Looke you,fHerc's another Horatio. 
 
 yfhy 
 
60 
 
 Sc xvi. 
 
 ThcT'rxgidie of Hamlet 
 
 Why mai't not be the fcull of fome Lawyer? ■'^ 
 
 Me thinkeshe (hould indite that fellow 
 
 Of an aAion of Ba(teric,for knocking 
 
 Him about the pate with's [houehnow where is your 
 
 Quirkes and quillets now, your vouchers and 
 
 Double vouchers, your Icafes and free-holde. 
 
 And tcnementsJ why that fame boxe there will fcarfe 
 
 Holde the conueiance of his land,and muft 52 
 
 The honor lie there? O pittifuUtransformancel 
 
 Iprethce tell me HornUQt 
 
 Is parchuient made of /heep- $kinnes3 , 
 
 Hor. I my Lorde,and of calues skinncs too. 56 
 
 Ham. Ifaith they prooue themfelucs Ibcepe and calues 
 That dcale with them,or put their truft in them. 
 There's anothcr,why may not that be Ach a ones 
 Scull, that praifed my Lord fuch a ones horfc. 
 When he meant to beg himJ Horatio, I prethce 
 Lets queftion yonder fellow. 
 Now my friend, whofe graue is thisl ' 
 
 QovfKe Mine Hr. (^ 
 
 Hum. But who muft lie in it? (fir. 
 
 i^&me IfIfliouldfay,I(hould,Ifiiouldlieinniythroat 
 
 Ham. What man mud be buried had 
 
 ^lovnie NomanHr. 68 
 
 Ham. What woman? 
 
 Qov>«e. No woman neither fir,butindecdc 7'* 70 
 
 One that was a woman. 
 
 Ham. An excellent fellow by the Lord ^tf*-*!//*, 72 
 
 This feauen ycares hauc I notedit : (he toe of the pefant. 
 Comes fo necrc the heeic of tfie courtier. 
 That hee gawles his kibe,I prethec tell mceonc thing. 
 How long will amanlicinthe ground before hee rots? f 76 
 
 Clowtie 1 faith fir, if hee be not rotten befiarc 
 He be laidc in, as wc hauc many pocky corfcs. 
 He will laft you, eight yearcs, a tanner 
 Will laft you eight ycares full out, or nine. so 
 
 Hm. 
 
ScXVI 
 
 V.i. 
 
 Prince of Denmarke. 
 
 Ham. And why a tanner? 
 C/mvHt Why his hide is Co tanned with his trade. 
 That it will hold^ out water, that's a parlous 
 Dcuourerofyour dead body, a great foak^r. 
 Looke you, heres a fcull hath bin here t his dozen yeare, 
 |Let mc fee, I cuer (ince our lafl: king Hamlet 
 )Slcw ForUnirsJfe'm combat,yong Hamlett father, 
 Hee that's mad. ' 
 
 Ham. Itnary,howcaniehemadde? 
 Ctmne Ifaith very ftrangely, by loofing of his wittcs. 
 Ham. Vpon what ground? 
 Ci<n»ne A this ground, in7?f/M»4ri^<r. 
 Ham. WhereishciiowJ 
 CUtpne Why now they fent him to England. 
 Ham, TaSngUttdiwhttc^orti 
 Ckjvne Why they lay he fliall hauehis wittcs there. 
 Or if he haue not/is no great matter there. 
 It will notbc(eene there. 
 Ham. Why not there? 
 
 C/o-me Why there they fay the men are as mad as he. 
 Ham. Whofc fcull was this! 
 Ctcwne This a plague on hini,a madde rogues it was, 
 He powred once a whole flagon of RhcniOi of my hea^ 
 Why do not you know him? this was one Torickes IculL 
 
 Ham. Was this?l prethec let me (ce it,alas poore Tenets 
 IkaevihimHcratie, 
 
 A fellow ofinfinite mirth, he hath caried mec twenty times 
 vpon his backe, here hung th^H:! lippes that I haue Kifled a 
 hundred times,and to (ee, now they abhorre me ; Wheres 
 your lefts now Teriekt f your flalhes of meriment : now go 
 to my Ladies chamber, and bid her paint herfelfeaninch 
 thickc, to this fliemuft come 7«rifi^e. Horatio, Iprethce 
 tell me one thing, doou thou thinkcthat JUxiutdcrlooked 
 thus} 
 Hot. EuenfomyLord. 
 Ham. Andfineltthus} 
 
 I Hw. 
 
124 
 
 Vi. Sc XVI. 
 
 The tugtdk of Hamlet 
 
 Hot. Imylord, noothenvife. "7 
 
 224 Ham. No,why mightnot imagination worke> as thus of 
 
 231 Alexander y Alexander aied,yi/exanJervfas h\ined,A/e»Mjer 
 
 232-3 became earth, ofearth we make clay, and Altxtmier being 
 
 but clay, why mieht not time bring to paffejthat he might 
 ftoppe the boung nole of a bccre barrel!? 
 236 Imperious Cafar dead and turnd to clay, 
 
 231 Might ftoppe a hole, to keepe the winde away. 
 
 "Enter King anei ^ueene, Leartes, and other lordes, 
 with a Trieit after the coffin. 
 241 Ham. What fiinerall's this that all the Court lamentsJ '^s 
 
 242-244 It (hews to be feme noble parentage: 
 
 24s Stand by awhile. 
 
 246-2^ tear. What ceremony elfe? ray,what ceremony ellc? m 
 
 249 Tritfl My Lord, we haue done all that lies in vs, 
 
 250 And more than well the church can tolerate, 
 1 255-6 She hath had a Dirge fung for her maiden foule: 
 
 t; 2^1 And but for fauour of the king,and you, 
 
 252 She had bcene buried in the open fieldes, 
 
 f 256-7 Where now flie is allowed chriftian buriall. '34 
 
 263-4 ^«'"' So,ItelItheechutliftiPrieft,aminiftringAngeII 
 
 26^.5 fiiall my fiftcr be, when thou lieft howling. 
 
 Ham. The feire Ofe/ia dead I 
 
 ^l*etne Sweetest© the fweete, farewell: '^ 
 
 26S I had thought to adornc thy bridale bed,faire maide, 
 
 26g And not to follow thee vnto thy graue. 140 
 
 272 Lear. Forbearetheearthawhilerfiftcrferewell: 
 
 "Leartes leases into then-aue. 
 274 Now powre your earth on 0(^/»w hie, ''f' 
 
 275-6 And make a bill to o're top olde 7ef^a: Hamlet leapis 
 
 277-8 WhatshethatconiuresfoJ inafttr Leartes 
 
 280-1 Ham, BeholdetisI,K4M/«/ the Dane. 
 
 281 2>4r. The diuell take thy foule. i^ 
 
 Ham. O thou praieft not well, 
 ^gj I prethce take thy hand from ofFmy throatc;, 
 
 iS^ For there is fomcthing in me dangerous, 149 
 
 Which 
 
 730 
 
ScXVI. 
 
 V.i. 
 
 Princt of Denmark, 
 
 Which let thy wJfcdome feare, holdc ofFthy hand: 
 
 ] lou'de Ofclia as dcere as twenty brothers could: 
 
 Shew me what thou wilt doe for her: 
 
 Wilt fight, wilt faft, wit pray, 
 
 Wilt drinkc vp vc(rcls,eate a crocadilc? He doot: 
 
 Com'ft thou here to whine? 
 
 And whercthou talk'ftof buryingtheealiue, 
 
 Here let vs fland : and let them throw on vj, 
 
 Whole hills ofearth, till with thcheighththcrof. 
 
 Make Oordl as a Wart. 
 
 King, Forbeare Leartes, now is hee mad, as is the fira, 
 Anone as mildeand gentle as a Doue: 
 Therfore a while giue bis wildc humour fcope. 
 
 Htim What is the reafbn fir that you wrong race thus? 
 J ncucr gaue you caufc : but ftand away, 
 A Cat will meaw, a Dog will haue a day. 
 €xtt Hamttt and Horatio, 
 ^ueene. Alas, it is his madnes makes him thus. 
 And not his heart, Learttt. 
 
 King. My lord, t'is lb : but wec'le no longer trifle. 
 This very day (hall Hamlet drinke his laft, 
 For prefcntly we mcanc to fend to him, 
 Therfore Lf^yterht in readyncs. 
 Zefr. My lord, till then my foule will not bee quiet. 
 •^<«i« Come ^ertred, wee'l haue Learus, and our Ibnne, 
 Madcrricnds and Louers, as beCttes them both, 
 Euen as they tender vs, and louc their countrie. 
 
 ^eene God grant they may. exeunt omnet, 
 
 inter Hamlet andHor/Uio 
 Ham. belceue mec, itgrecues mee much HeratU, 
 That toLeartesl forgot my felfe : 
 For by my felfe me thinkes I fecle his griefe. 
 Though there's a difference in each osiers wrong. 
 Enter a'Bragart Q'eutUmaH. 
 Her/(tie,hut niarke yon watcr-flie, 
 The Courtknowcshim.buthccknowesnotthc Court. 
 
 1 3 Gen. 
 
V.ii. 
 
 TheTrageitieofHtmUt 
 
 Cent. NowGod&uetfaee,iwe«tepriQcei=J{^i;^ 
 Htm. And you fitifob, h«»wthema!ste«^%d'iltfl^ 
 Cett. I come withan cmhiSi'gtitofMms&^^o you 
 Haw. Ifliall firgiueyouattcfttionf- .ftw.uSgrflltW 
 By mytrathmcthixikestis veif*iild^;'* qv ^inhh iliW 
 Gent. It is indccde vcry^wifli^bjtte! "^^^ ft'moD 
 Hf». T IS hotme thmloi^o 9tih\ uoHj s^aHw bn A 
 Gent. Very fwoltenydie^lbisi bnt : bnEfl iv isl siaH 
 The King, fweete Pnkcis,toh% Jlf<l»Mi^d^^e, 
 Six Barbary horfc,againftfix^refSillH ra^fiP>^<^^^«^^ 
 . WulPallthcir acoutremen».tdiJ^¥tii6'^^^'^;^f^^ 
 In good faith they are very ciltteglf Vv?^«f '"»" A 
 i/«)». l^hecariages tttM'^i^&V^^iM'^mfSimcxat. 
 n^«.^ TbegJrdle$,afld hafe^^^ft'dftdfifchlikc. 
 Horn, The wordelra^t^fetiums^Gn germahfothc 
 phrafe.ifhecouldhauesdi^iKliy^nghbyhisfidc, ' 
 And howe s tbrwaga^ HtiSjrfftsi«3you now. ^ 
 
 Gmf^-Wiiiif fir, that y^fl^idiHes in twcluc vcnies . 
 At Rapier and Dagger do ndf ^!ftbe£il^dd^bf^oQj 
 AndttiiydarfidecheKiHithi#iircleFo^Xf^ ■^\-, 
 And defiresydii^^ofee iWi'faditigjr^ ^^^^ Vf X?^ "^T 
 i/4m. yery«i'e4ir(helC1nj^^i«,^t^lfiSm|, 
 I dareventure iny $fcull:wfi'«fl%ailitl»'^"°'"'^^ 
 .i^^PMv lird, preren!ty;i^^ icfh| WH^r maieftyi 
 ^R'lilftitll^thiei'eft dfthe beft iudgement in tfic Court, 
 Are coefiliil$i)ig^owneint# the outwaijdpallace. ^ 
 H4W. -^^td hi$mai#ite^IWil5ft^MHi!^"»"^ 
 
 Ham. You may fn^hiTi^e b%er"fi>lr y'ai^fpicedu 
 EIfe1l<fhadab3dnofct8iild%«M|ta« •™_ 
 Hor. He will difclo!^#iinftl^&^|S^9?4^^^ 
 H«». Bcieeueme^^Ma|mi^»« 
 Very fee all hacabdat."' 3^"=-^=^* « "^*'^' ^3"°^ 
 
 H«r. Mylordforb^lif^lh^Hall^ethei 
 
 .«vo 
 
 "Why then it i J not to come^tner^sd^ 
 
V.K. 
 
 PrmeofBenmdrke. 
 
 in the faHofafparrow ; heerc comes the King. 
 SmerKingi^iueue^fLeartejyLordei. 
 
 King Now ifonne hfamlet, we haue laid vponyoHr head} 
 And make no c[ucftionbuttohauethebeft. ' ' ' 
 
 Hmu. Your maicftie hath laidea the weaker fide. 
 
 Kittg We doubt it not.deliuer them thefbilesr 
 
 Hitm. FirllLeartes.hccre'smybandandloue, 
 PitftJiftingthat I neuer ■wrongd Leortes. •■"■l 
 
 IfiiriMet in his madneflc did amiflcj 
 Thatwa$notH<M»/i?/, buthis madnes did it. 
 And all the wrong I c'rc did to Leartes, ■ ' 
 i hM ptbcVaittic was madnc$,thercfore lets be at peace, 
 And thinke I hauc (hot mine arrow d'tc the hou(e, 
 And hurt my brother. 
 
 Lear. Sir I atn fatisfied in nature, 
 But in tcrmes of hdhor lie (land aIobfc> 
 And'^iuhbrecbricilement, ' 
 Till by /ome elder maifters of our tittac 
 1 roaylicfalisfied. 
 
 g^(w. Giue ^hcm the foyles. 
 
 h2w: tie be your foylc Iwr/w, thefefoylcs, 
 {jfaueaTl^i^Iiaughtjeomeonnr: Ahit. 
 
 2?<ir. Nonone. HeerethifjfpSy 
 
 Ham, ludgement. 
 
 Gtnt, \ A hit, a mod palpable hit. 
 
 Lear. Well, come againe. TheyflJ^a^me. 
 
 tiani. Knoxhxt. ludgemeht. 
 
 Lear. !> I grant, a tuch a tuch. 
 
 King . Here Hamtettthc king doth drinkca health to thee 
 
 ^ueene Here H>i»&r,takc my napkin,wipe thy face. 
 
 Kmg Giue him the wine. 
 
 Ham. iSet it by, Tic haue another bowt fird, 
 riedrinkeanone. 
 
 S^titt Here //<tw/(f/> thy mother drinkes to thee. 
 Sbee driifkes. 
 
 King DonotitttikcGenrfd ; Ot^thepoyitiedcup! 
 
 I J Ham, 
 
V.ii. Sc XVIII. 
 
 The Trdgedie ofHamUl 
 
 Ham. Z^<»r/«conic,youdaIlywitlimc, 
 1 pray you pafle with your mod cunningft play. 
 
 Ltar. Ii lay you fo3 haue at you, 
 lie hit you now my Lord: 
 And yet itgoes almoft againfl my confcicnce. 
 
 Htm. Come on fir. 
 
 They catch cue anothersRapiert, attdhothareweunded, 
 Leartes falles dtwns, the ^ueeaefitUes downe aaddies. 
 
 King Looke to the Qiieene. 
 
 ^ueene O the drinke, the drinkc,H4w/iff,the{!rinke. 
 
 Ham, Trca(bn,ho, keepe the gates. 
 
 tAt4! HowiftmyLordLM««? 
 
 -w«ir. Euen as a coxcombe (hould, 
 Foolifhiy flaine with my owne weapon: 
 Hamlet, thou haH; not in thee halfe an hourc of life. 
 The fatall Inftrument is in thy hand. 
 Vnbated and invcnomed: thy mother spoyfncd. 
 That drinke was made for thee. 
 
 HdM. The poy(hed Inthument within my hand? 
 Then venome to thy venome,die damn'd villaine: 
 Come drinke. here lies thy vnion here. The l^rtgdttt. 
 
 Lear. OheisiuAlyfcrued: 
 Hamlet, before I die, here take my hand. 
 And withall, my loue : I doe fergiue thee. Leartes dies. 
 
 Ham. And I thee, O I am dead HoratiOffaxc thee well. 
 
 Her. No, lam more an antike Roman. 
 Then a Dane,here is Comt poifon left. 
 
 Ham. Vpon myloue 1 charge theeletit goe, 
 O Be Horatio, and^thou (houldfl: die. 
 What a fcandale wouldft thou leaue bchinde? 
 "What tongue /hould tell the ftory of our deaths. 
 If not from thee? O my heart finckes Horatio. 
 Mine eyes haue loft their fight, my tongue his vfe: 
 Farcwel Horatf^Jnemen recciue my foule. Ham. diet. 
 
 £»ter 
 
Sc XVIII, 
 
 
 V.ii 
 
 
 Frincerf Denmarke. 
 
 
 
 Enter Voltemar andthe Ambafadarsfiom England. 
 
 
 
 - enter Fortenhajfe with his traine. 
 
 
 If 
 
 Fort. Where is this bloudy fight? 
 
 373 
 
 
 ffor. If aught of woe or wonder yould behold. 
 
 374 
 
 
 Then looke vpon this tragiclce fpe^bclc. 
 
 * 
 
 
 Fort. O imperious death! how many Princes 
 
 375- 
 
 
 Haft thou at one draft bloudily (hot to death? (ioui. 
 
 378 
 
 
 Ambaff. OurambaHie that wc hauc brought fiotn Eng- 
 
 379 
 
 
 Where be thcfc Princes that ftjould hcare vs fpeake? 
 
 38o 
 
 j;i6 
 
 O moft moft vnlooked for time! vohappy country. 
 
 * 
 
 
 Hor. Content your fclues, He (hew to all, theground. 
 
 3go 
 
 
 The firft bc^ning of this Tragedy: 
 
 391 
 
 
 Let there a fcafFold be reardevp in the market place. 
 
 3S9 
 
 130 
 
 And let the State of the world be there: 
 Where you (hall heare fuch a (ad ftory tolde. 
 
 390 
 391 
 
 
 That ncuer mortall man could more vnfolde. 
 
 * 
 
 
 Fart. I haue fome rights of memory to this kingdoms 
 
 400 
 
 "A 
 
 Which now to rlaime my leiCire doth inuite mee: 
 Let fourc of our chiefefi Captaines 
 Beare Hamlet likea(buldier to hisgraue: 
 For he was likely 4iad he liued, 
 
 401 
 40b 
 407 
 40S 
 
 138 
 
 Toaprou'dmoft royall. 
 
 40CJ 
 
 
 Take vp the bodic, fuch a fight a$ this 
 
 412 
 
 J30 
 
 Becomes the fieldes, but here doth much amifTe. 
 Tim's 
 
 413