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   4 Some people will never learn anything, for this reason,
   5 because they understand everything too soon.
   6 -- Alexander Pope
   8 The high-school English teacher will be fulfilling his
  11 come, in time, to an understanding of the best writing
  12 of the present.  He will teach literature, not social
  17 -- Flannery O'Connor
  21 -- Robert Wilken
  23 The teacher is both the end and the sanction of the
  27 or Homer runs the supreme risk.  This is surely as it
  28 should be.  Charisma in a teacher is not a mystery or
  29 a nimbus of personality, but radiant exemplification
  31 radiant hunger to becoming.
  34 Try again.  Fail again.  Fail better.
  37 "An awed interviewer once exclaimedto jazz saxophonist
  38 Charlie Parker, 'You do amazing things on the
  39 saxophone, Mr. Parker.'  The musician replied, 'I
  50 ejection of adrenaline but is, rather, the gradual
  51 lifelong construction of a state of wonder and
  52 serenity.
  55 Slowly now, nice neat letters;
  60 The artistic temperament is a disease that afflicts amateurs.
  61 -- G. K. Chesterton
  63 [Aesthetic education should create] a certain kind of
  64 temperament, the power of being deeply moved by the
  66 -- Walter Pater
  68 It is the capacity for making goodor bad art a personal
  69 matter that makes a man a critic.
  72 If a book isn't worth reading over and over again,
  76 It is often, and perhaps usually, quite impossible to
  77 determine definitely whether a given book is "good"
  83 career:] But I was not given time to finish!
  87 Penelope Fitzgerald, The Blue Flower
  88 Ferdinand Mount, Fairness
  95 Robert Craft, Stravinsky: Chronicle of a Friendship
  99 Steven Millhauser, An Adventure of Don Juan
 108 Ralph Waldo Emerson, Essays / Journals
 109 John Henry Newman, The Idea of a University

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  12 Dramatis Personae
  15 Marcellus, Officer.
  16 Hamlet, son to the former, and nephew to the present king.
  17 Polonius, Lord Chamberlain.
  19 Laertes, son to Polonius.
  20 Voltemand, courtier.
  21 Cornelius, courtier.
  22 Rosencrantz, courtier.
  23 Guildenstern, courtier.
  24 Osric, courtier.
  25 A Gentleman, courtier.
  27 Marcellus, officer.
  28 Bernardo, officer.
  29 Francisco, a soldier
  30 Reynaldo, servant to Polonius.
  31 Players.
  32 Two Clowns, gravediggers.
  37 Getrude, Queen of Denmark, mother to Hamlet.
  38 Ophelia, daughter to Polonius.
  40 Ghost of Hamlet's Father.
  42 Lords, ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Sailors, Messengers, Attendants.
  54 Enter two Sentinels-[first,] Francisco, [who paces up and down
  55 at his post; then] Bernardo, [who approaches him].
  57 Ber. Who's there.?
  58 Fran. Nay, answer me. Stand and unfold yourself.
  59 Ber. Long live the King!
  60 Fran. Bernardo?
  61 Ber. He.
  63 Ber. 'Tis now struck twelve. Get thee to bed, Francisco.
  64 Fran. For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold,
  66 Ber. Have you had quiet guard?
  68 Ber. Well, good night.
  72 Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
  74 Fran. I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who is there?
  78 Mar. O, farewell, honest soldier.
  80 Fran. Bernardo hath my place.
  82 Mar. Holla, Bernardo!
  83 Ber. Say-
  84 What, is Horatio there ?
  86 Ber. Welcome, Horatio. Welcome, good Marcellus.
  88 Ber. I have seen nothing.
  92 Therefore I have entreated him along,
  97 Ber. Sit down awhile,
 102 And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.
 103 Ber. Last night of all,
 106 Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself,
 109 Enter Ghost.
 111 Mar. Peace! break thee off! Look where it comes again!
 112 Ber. In the same figure, like the King that's dead.
 114 Ber. Looks it not like the King? Mark it, Horatio.
 115 Hor. Most like. It harrows me with fear and wonder.
 116 Ber. It would be spoke to.
 119 Together with that fair and warlike form
 123 Ber. See, it stalks away!
 126 Mar. 'Tis gone and will not answer.
 127 Ber. How now, Horatio? You tremble and look pale.
 135 Such was the very armour he had on
 144 This bodes some strange eruption to our state.
 146 Why this same strict and most observant watch
 153 Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day?
 156 At least, the whisper goes so. Our last king,
 159 Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride,
 163 Well ratified by law and heraldry,
 165 Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conqueror;
 168 To the inheritance of Fortinbras,
 169 Had he been vanquisher, as, by the same comart
 173 Hath in the skirts of Norway, here and there,
 175 For food and diet, to some enterprise
 176 That hath a stomach in't; which is no other,
 178 But to recover of us, by strong hand
 179 And terms compulsatory, those foresaid lands
 180 So by his father lost; and this, I take it,
 184 Ber. I think it be no other but e'en so.
 190 A little ere the mightiest Julius fell,
 192 Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets;
 194 Disasters in the sun; and the moist star
 197 And even the like precurse of fierce events,
 198 As harbingers preceding still the fates
 200 Have heaven and earth together demonstrated
 203 Enter Ghost again.
 205 But soft! behold! Lo, where it comes again!
 210 If there be any good thing to be done,
 223 Ber. 'Tis here!
 224 Hor. 'Tis here!
 228 To offer it the show of violence;
 229 For it is as the air, invulnerable,
 230 And our vain blows malicious mockery.
 231 Ber. It was about to speak, when the cock crew.
 237 Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air,
 238 Th' extravagant and erring spirit hies
 239 To his confine; and of the truth herein
 242 Some say that ever, 'gainst that season comes
 243 Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
 247 No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
 251 Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill.
 259 Where we shall find him most conveniently.           Exeunt.
 267 Flourish. [Enter Claudius, King of Denmark, Gertrude the Queen, Hamlet,
 268 Polonius, Laertes and his sister Ophelia, [Voltemand, Cornelius,]
 271 King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death
 277 Together with remembrance of ourselves.
 278 Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen,
 279 Th' imperial jointress to this warlike state,
 280 Have we, as 'twere with a defeated joy,
 282 With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in marriage,
 284 Taken to wife; nor have we herein barr'd
 285 Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone
 289 Or thinking by our late dear brother's death
 292 He hath not fail'd to pester us with message
 293 Importing the surrender of those lands
 294 Lost by his father, with all bands of law,
 295 To our most valiant brother. So much for him.
 297 Thus much the business is: we have here writ
 301 His further gait herein, in that the levies,
 303 Out of his subject; and we here dispatch
 305 For bearers of this greeting to old Norway,
 306 Giving to you no further personal power
 308 Of these dilated articles allow.            [Gives a paper.]
 313 And now, Laertes, what's the news with you?
 314 You told us of some suit. What is't, Laertes?
 316 And lose your voice. What wouldst thou beg, Laertes,
 317 That shall not be my offer, not thy asking?
 320 Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father.
 321 What wouldst thou have, Laertes?
 322 Laer. My dread lord,
 329 King. Have you your father's leave? What says Polonius?
 334 King. Take thy fair hour, Laertes. Time be thine,
 342 Do not for ever with thy vailed lids
 343 Seek for thy noble father in the dust.
 345 Passing through nature to eternity.
 350 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,
 353 No, nor the fruitful river in the eye,
 355 Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief,
 361 To give these mourning duties to your father;
 362 But you must know, your father lost a father;
 363 That father lost, lost his, and the survivor bound
 364 In filial obligation for some term
 365 To do obsequious sorrow. But to persever
 370 An understanding simple and unschool'd;
 377 Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried,
 381 As of a father; for let the world take note
 384 Than that which dearest father bears his son
 386 In going back to school in Wittenberg,
 389 Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye,
 390 Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son.
 391 Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet.
 392 I pray thee stay with us, go not to Wittenberg.
 397 Sits smiling to my heart; in grace whereof,
 401 Respeaking earthly thunder. Come away.
 405 Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd
 406 His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!
 411 Possess it merely. That it should come to this!
 414 Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother
 416 Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!
 417 Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him
 421 A little month, or ere those shoes were old
 422 With which she followed my poor father's body
 425 Would have mourn'd longer) married with my uncle;
 426 My father's brother, but no more like my father
 427 Than I to Hercules. Within a month,
 428 Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
 429 Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,
 431 With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
 435 Enter Horatio, Marcellus, and Bernardo.
 440 Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor servant ever.
 442 And what make you from Wittenberg, Horatio?
 445 Ham. I am very glad to see you.- [To Bernardo] Good even, sir.-
 446 But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg?
 450 To make it truster of your own report
 453 We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart.
 454 Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's funeral.
 456 I think it was to see my mother's wedding.
 458 Ham. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats
 461 Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio!
 462 My father- methinks I see my father.
 463 Hor. O, where, my lord?
 468 Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight.
 470 Hor. My lord, the King your father.
 471 Ham. The King my father?
 473 With an attent ear, till I may deliver
 477 Hor. Two nights together had these gentlemen
 478 (Marcellus and Bernardo) on their watch
 480 Been thus encount'red. A figure like your father,
 490 Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time,
 492 The apparition comes. I knew your father.
 494 Ham. But where was this?
 495 Mar. My lord, upon the platform where we watch'd.
 498 But answer made it none. Yet once methought
 504 Ham. 'Tis very strange.
 510 Both [Mar. and Ber.] We do, my lord.
 516 Hor. O, yes, my lord! He wore his beaver up.
 518 Hor. A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.
 520 Hor. Nay, very pale.
 523 Ham. I would I had been there.
 525 Ham. Very like, very like. Stay'd it long?
 526 Hor. While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred.
 527 Both. Longer, longer.
 531 A sable silver'd.
 533 Perchance 'twill walk again.
 535 Ham. If it assume my noble father's person,
 538 If you have hitherto conceal'd this sight,
 540 And whatsoever else shall hap to-night,
 541 Give it an understanding but no tongue.
 548 My father's spirit- in arms? All is not well.
 549 I doubt some foul play. Would the night were come!
 551 Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
 560 Enter Laertes and Ophelia.
 562 Laer. My necessaries are embark'd. Farewell.
 563 And, sister, as the winds give benefit
 567 Laer. For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favour,
 570 Forward, not permanent- sweet, not lasting;
 571 The perfume and suppliance of a minute;
 574 Laer. Think it no more.
 577 The inward service of the mind and soul
 578 Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now,
 583 He may not, as unvalued persons do,
 586 And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd
 588 Whereof he is the head. Then if he says he loves you,
 591 May give his saying deed; which is no further
 597 Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister,
 599 Out of the shot and danger of desire.
 601 If she unmask her beauty to the moon.
 603 The canker galls the infants of the spring
 610 As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother,
 613 Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine,
 616 Laer. O, fear me not!
 618 Enter Polonius.
 620 I stay too long. But here my father comes.
 623 Pol. Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame!
 624 The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail,
 625 And you are stay'd for. There- my blessing with thee!
 627 Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,
 632 But do not dull thy palm with entertainment
 636 Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice;
 637 Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
 642 Are most select and generous, chief in that.
 643 Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
 650 Laer. Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord.
 651 Pol. The time invites you. Go, your servants tend.
 652 Laer. Farewell, Ophelia, and remember well
 656 Laer. Farewell.                                          Exit.
 660 'Tis told me he hath very oft of late
 665 You do not understand yourself so clearly
 666 As it behooves my daughter and your honour.
 668 Oph. He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders
 671 Unsifted in such perilous circumstance.
 672 Do you believe his tenders, as you call them?
 675 That you have ta'en these tenders for true pay,
 676 Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more dearly,
 678 Running it thus) you'll tender me a fool.
 686 Lends the tongue vows. These blazes, daughter,
 690 Be something scanter of your maiden presence.
 691 Set your entreatments at a higher rate
 694 And with a larger tether may he walk
 696 Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers,
 698 But mere implorators of unholy suits,
 700 The better to beguile. This is for all:
 701 I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth
 702 Have you so slander any moment leisure
 714 Enter Hamlet, Horatio, and Marcellus.
 716 Ham. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold.
 717 Hor. It is a nipping and an eager air.
 722 Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk.
 732 But to my mind, though I am native here
 733 And to the manner born, it is a custom
 734 More honour'd in the breach than the observance.
 736 Makes us traduc'd and tax'd of other nations;
 739 From our achievements, though perform'd at height,
 743 As in their birth,- wherein they are not guilty,
 745 By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,
 747 Or by some habit that too much o'erleavens
 748 The form of plausive manners, that these men
 750 Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,
 752 As infinite as man may undergo-
 753 Shall in the general censure take corruption
 757 Enter Ghost.
 760 Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend us!
 766 King, father, royal Dane. O, answer me?
 769 Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre
 770 Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd,
 771 Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws
 778 Say, why is this? wherefore? What should we do?
 796 That beetles o'er his base into the sea,
 797 And there assume some other, horrible form
 798 Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason
 800 The very place puts toys of desperation,
 801 Without more motive, into every brain
 811 As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.
 817 Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination.
 819 Hor. Have after. To what issue wail this come?
 829 Elsinore. The Castle. Another part of the fortifications.
 831 Enter Ghost and Hamlet.
 833 Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak! I'll go no further.
 838 Must render up myself.
 840 Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing
 845 Ghost. I am thy father's spirit,
 846 Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night,
 853 Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres,
 857 But this eternal blazon must not be
 859 If thou didst ever thy dear father love-
 861 Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural murther.
 862 Ham. Murther?
 863 Ghost. Murther most foul, as in the best it is;
 869 And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed
 873 A serpent stung me. So the whole ear of Denmark
 876 The serpent that did sting thy father's life
 880 Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast,
 882 O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power
 885 O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there,
 888 I made to her in marriage, and to decline
 889 Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor
 891 But virtue, as it never will be mov'd,
 898 My custom always of the afternoon,
 902 The leperous distilment; whose effect
 904 That swift as quicksilverr it courses through
 907 And curd, like eager droppings into milk,
 909 And a most instant tetter bark'd about,
 912 Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother's hand
 917 With all my imperfections on my head.
 922 But, howsoever thou pursuest this act,
 924 Against thy mother aught. Leave her to heaven,
 925 And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge
 926 To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once.
 929 Adieu, adieu, adieu! Remember me.                      Exit.
 933 But bear me stiffly up. Remember thee?
 935 In this distracted globe. Remember thee?
 939 That youth and observation copied there,
 942 Unmix'd with baser matter. Yes, by heaven!
 943 O most pernicious woman!
 948 So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word:
 949 It is 'Adieu, adieu! Remember me.'
 953 Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
 962 Mar. O, wonderful!
 970 Ham. There's neer a villain dwelling in all Denmark
 972 Hor. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave
 978 For every man hath business and desire,
 984 Hor. There's no offence, my lord.
 985 Ham. Yes, by Saint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,
 986 And much offence too. Touching this vision here,
 989 O'ermaster't as you may. And now, good friends,
 990 As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers,
 993 Ham. Never make known what you have seen to-night.
1003 Ghost cries under the stage.
1006 Ham. Aha boy, say'st thou so? Art thou there, truepenny?
1010 Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen.
1014 Come hither, gentlemen,
1016 Never to speak of this that you have heard:
1020 A worthy pioner! Once more remove, good friends."
1022 Ham. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
1023 There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
1026 Here, as before, never, so help you mercy,
1027 How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself
1028 (As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
1030 That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
1034 Or 'If we list to speak,' or 'There be, an if they might,'
1037 So grace and mercy at your most need help you,
1041 Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! So, gentlemen,
1045 God willing, shall not lack. Let us go in together;
1046 And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.
1048 That ever I was born to set it right!
1049 Nay, come, let's go together.
1058 Enter Polonius and Reynaldo.
1066 Pol. Marry, well said, very well said. Look you, sir,
1067 Enquire me first what Danskers are in Paris;
1068 And how, and who, what means, and where they keep,
1071 That they do know my son, come you more nearer
1073 Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him;
1074 As thus, 'I know his father and his friends,
1076 Rey. Ay, very well, my lord.
1078 But if't be he I mean, he's very wild
1079 Addicted so and so'; and there put on him
1080 What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank
1084 To youth and liberty.
1090 You must not put another scandal on him,
1093 That they may seem the taints of liberty,
1094 The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind,
1096 Of general assault.
1098 Pol. Wherefore should you do this?
1101 Pol. Marry, sir, here's my drift,
1104 As 'twere a thing a little soil'd i' th' working,
1106 Your party in converse, him you would sound,
1107 Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes
1113 Rey. Very good, my lord.
1115 By the mass, I was about to say something! Where did I leave?
1120 I saw him yesterday, or t'other day,
1122 There was 'a gaming; there o'ertook in's rouse;
1123 There falling out at tennis'; or perchance,
1124 'I saw him enter such a house of sale,'
1131 So, by my former lecture and advice,
1136 Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself.
1143 Enter Ophelia.
1145 How now, Ophelia? What's the matter?
1152 Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other,
1162 And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow,
1163 He falls to such perusal of my face
1168 As it did seem to shatter all his bulk
1170 And with his head over his shoulder turn'd
1175 This is the very ecstasy of love,
1176 Whose violent property fordoes itself
1177 And leads the will to desperate undertakings
1178 As oft as any passion under heaven
1182 I did repel his letters and denied
1185 I am sorry that with better heed and judgment
1188 By heaven, it is as proper to our age
1190 As it is common for the younger sort
1193 More grief to hide than hate to utter love.
1200 Flourish. [Enter King and Queen, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, cum aliis.
1202 King. Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
1203 Moreover that we much did long to see you,
1207 Sith nor th' exterior nor the inward man
1209 More than his father's death, that thus hath put him
1210 So much from th' understanding of himself,
1214 That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court
1216 To draw him on to pleasures, and to gather
1218 Whether aught to us unknown afflicts him thus
1221 And sure I am two men there are not living
1222 To whom he more adheres. If it will please you
1229 Might, by the sovereign power you have of us,
1233 And here give up ourselves, in the full bent,
1234 To lay our service freely at your feet,
1236 King. Thanks, Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern.
1237 Queen. Thanks, Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz.
1240 And bring these gentlemen where Hamlet is.
1244 Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, [with some
1247 Enter Polonius.
1251 King. Thou still hast been the father of good news.
1258 The very cause of Hamlet's lunacy.
1264 He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found
1265 The head and source of all your son's distemper.
1266 Queen. I doubt it is no other but the main,
1267 His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage.
1270 Enter Polonius, Voltemand, and Cornelius.
1273 Say, Voltemand, what from our brother Norway?
1278 But better look'd into, he truly found
1279 It was against your Highness; whereat griev'd,
1284 Makes vow before his uncle never more
1286 Whereon old Norway, overcome with joy,
1288 And his commission to employ those soldiers,
1290 With an entreaty, herein further shown,
1291 [Gives a paper.]
1293 Through your dominions for this enterprise,
1295 As therein are set down.
1297 And at our more consider'd time we'll read,
1298 Answer, and think upon this business.
1300 Go to your rest; at night we'll feast together.
1306 Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time.
1307 Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
1313 Queen. More matter, with less art.
1320 Or rather say, the cause of this defect,
1322 Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.
1323 Perpend.
1324 I have a daughter (have while she is mine),
1325 Who in her duty and obedience, mark,
1326 Hath given me this. Now gather, and surmise.
1327 [Reads] the letter.
1335 'In her excellent white bosom, these, &c.'
1336 Queen. Came this from Hamlet to her?
1342 But never doubt I love.
1343 'O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers; I have not art to
1346 'Thine evermore, most dear lady, whilst this machine is to him,
1349 This, in obedience, hath my daughter shown me;
1359 (As I perceiv'd it, I must tell you that,
1360 Before my daughter told me), what might you,
1361 Or my dear Majesty your queen here, think,
1368 This must not be.' And then I prescripts gave her,
1369 That she should lock herself from his resort,
1370 Admit no messengers, receive no tokens.
1376 Into the madness wherein now he raves,
1379 Queen. it may be, very like.
1380 Pol. Hath there been such a time- I would fain know that-
1382 When it prov'd otherwise.?
1384 Pol. [points to his head and shoulder] Take this from this, if this
1385 be otherwise.
1387 Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed
1389 King. How may we try it further?
1390 Pol. You know sometimes he walks four hours together
1391 Here in the lobby.
1393 Pol. At such a time I'll loose my daughter to him.
1395 Mark the encounter. If he love her not,
1396 And he not from his reason fall'n thereon
1398 But keep a farm and carters.
1401 Enter Hamlet, reading on a book.
1403 Queen. But look where sadly the poor wretch comes reading.
1408 Ham. Well, God-a-mercy.
1410 Ham. Excellent well. You are a fishmonger.
1412 Ham. Then I would you were so honest a man.
1416 Pol. That's very true, my lord.
1418 kissing carrion- Have you a daughter?
1420 Ham. Let her not walk i' th' sun. Conception is a blessing, but not
1421 as your daughter may conceive. Friend, look to't.
1422 Pol. [aside] How say you by that? Still harping on my daughter. Yet
1423 he knew me not at first. He said I was a fishmonger. He is far
1425 for love- very near this. I'll speak to him again.- What do you
1428 Pol. What is the matter, my lord?
1430 Pol. I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.
1431 Ham. Slanders, sir; for the satirical rogue says here that old men
1433 purging thick amber and plum-tree gum; and that they have a
1434 plentiful lack of wit, together with most weak hams. All which,
1435 sir, though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet I hold it
1438 Pol. [aside] Though this be madness, yet there is a method in't.-
1443 reason and sanity could not so prosperously be delivered of. I
1445 him and my daughter.- My honourable lord, I will most humbly take
1451 Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
1455 Pol. You go to seek the Lord Hamlet. There he is.
1460 Ham. My excellent good friends! How dost thou, Guildenstern? Ah,
1462 Ros. As the indifferent children of the earth.
1463 Guil. Happy in that we are not over-happy.
1464 On Fortune's cap we are not the very button.
1465 Ham. Nor the soles of her shoe?
1466 Ros. Neither, my lord.
1467 Ham. Then you live about her waist, or in the middle of her
1469 Guil. Faith, her privates we.
1475 deserved at the hands of Fortune that she sends you to prison
1476 hither?
1480 Ham. A goodly one; in which there are many confines, wards, and
1483 Ham. Why, then 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good
1488 king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
1489 Guil. Which dreams indeed are ambition; for the very substance of
1490 the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
1495 heroes the beggars' shadows. Shall we to th' court? for, by my
1498 Ham. No such matter! I will not sort you with the rest of my
1499 servants; for, to speak to you like an honest man, I am most
1502 Ros. To visit you, my lord; no other occasion.
1504 and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a halfpenny. Were
1508 Ham. Why, anything- but to th' purpose. You were sent for; and
1509 there is a kind of confession in your looks, which your modesties
1515 obligation of our ever-preserved love, and by what more dear a
1516 better proposer could charge you withal, be even and direct with
1517 me, whether you were sent for or no.
1518 Ros. [aside to Guildenstern] What say you?
1521 Guil. My lord, we were sent for.
1523 discovery, and your secrecy to the King and Queen moult no
1524 feather. I have of late- but wherefore I know not- lost all my
1525 mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed, it goes so
1527 seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the
1528 air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical
1529 roof fretted with golden fire- why, it appeareth no other thing
1536 neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
1537 Ros. My lord, there was no such stuff in my thoughts.
1540 entertainment the players shall receive from you. We coted them
1541 on the way, and hither are they coming to offer you service.
1544 target; the lover shall not sigh gratis; the humorous man shall
1546 lungs are tickle o' th' sere; and the lady shall say her mind
1547 freely, or the blank verse shall halt fort. What players are
1549 Ros. Even those you were wont to take such delight in, the
1552 reputation and profit, was better both ways.
1559 Ros. Nay, their endeavour keeps in the wonted pace; but there is,
1562 the fashion, and so berattle the common stages (so they call
1563 them) that many wearing rapiers are afraid of goosequills and
1564 dare scarce come thither.
1566 escoted? Will they pursue the quality no longer than they can
1567 sing? Will they not say afterwards, if they should grow
1568 themselves to common players (as it is most like, if their means
1569 are no better), their writers do them wrong to make them exclaim
1571 Ros. Faith, there has been much to do on both sides; and the nation
1572 holds it no sin to tarre them to controversy. There was, for a
1573 while, no money bid for argument unless the poet and the player
1576 Guil. O, there has been much throwing about of brains.
1578 Ros. Ay, that they do, my lord- Hercules and his load too.
1579 Ham. It is not very strange; for my uncle is King of Denmark, and
1580 those that would make mows at him while my father lived give
1582 little. 'Sblood, there is something in this more than natural, if
1585 Flourish for the Players.
1587 Guil. There are the players.
1589 appurtenance of welcome is fashion and ceremony. Let me comply
1590 with you in this garb, lest my extent to the players (which I
1592 entertainment than yours. You are welcome. But my uncle-father
1593 and aunt-mother are deceiv'd.
1595 Ham. I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly I
1598 Enter Polonius.
1601 Ham. Hark you, Guildenstern- and you too- at each ear a hearer!
1602 That great baby you see there is not yet out of his swaddling
1606 Ham. I will prophesy he comes to tell me of the players. Mark it.-
1611 Pol. The actors are come hither, my lord.
1615 Pol. The best actors in the world, either for tragedy, comedy,
1619 Plautus too light. For the law of writ and the liberty, these are
1625 'One fair daughter, and no more,
1628 Pol. [aside] Still on my daughter.
1630 Pol. If you call me Jephthah, my lord, I have a daughter that I
1643 where my abridgment comes.
1645 Enter four or five Players.
1647 You are welcome, masters; welcome, all.- I am glad to see thee
1651 ladyship is nearer to heaven than when I saw you last by the
1653 uncurrent gold, be not crack'd within the ring.- Masters, you are
1654 all welcome. We'll e'en to't like French falconers, fly at
1658 Ham. I heard thee speak me a speech once, but it was never acted;
1659 or if it was, not above once; for the play, I remember, pleas'd
1660 not the million, 'twas caviary to the general; but it was (as I
1661 receiv'd it, and others, whose judgments in such matters cried in
1663 set down with as much modesty as cunning. I remember one said
1664 there were no sallets in the lines to make the matter savoury,
1665 nor no matter in the phrase that might indict the author of
1667 sweet, and by very much more handsome than fine. One speech in't
1668 I chiefly lov'd. 'Twas AEneas' tale to Dido, and thereabout of it
1669 especially where he speaks of Priam's slaughter. If it live in
1680 With heraldry more dismal. Head to foot
1682 With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons,
1685 To their lord's murther. Roasted in wrath and fire,
1686 And thus o'ersized with coagulate gore,
1696 Rebellious to his arm, lies where it falls,
1700 Th' unnerved father falls. Then senseless Ilium,
1703 Takes prisoner Pyrrhus' ear. For lo! his sword,
1705 Of reverend Priam, seem'd i' th' air to stick.
1707 And, like a neutral to his will and matter,
1712 As hush as death- anon the dreadful thunder
1713 Doth rend the region; so, after Pyrrhus' pause,
1715 And never did the Cyclops' hammers fall
1716 On Mars's armour, forg'd for proof eterne,
1720 In general synod take away her power;
1721 Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel,
1726 Ham. It shall to the barber's, with your beard.- Prithee say on.
1737 Where late the diadem stood, and for a robe,
1738 About her lank and all o'erteemed loins,
1742 But if the gods themselves did see her then,
1744 In Mincing with his sword her husband's limbs,
1753 Good my lord, will you see the players well bestow'd? Do you
1755 chronicles of the time. After your death you were better have a
1757 Pol. My lord, I will use them according to their desert.
1758 Ham. God's bodykins, man, much better! Use every man after his
1759 desert, and who should scape whipping? Use them after your own
1760 honour and dignity. The less they deserve, the more merit is in
1764 Exeunt Polonius and Players [except the First].
1765 Dost thou hear me, old friend? Can you play 'The Murther of
1770 insert in't, could you not?
1772 Ham. Very well. Follow that lord- and look you mock him not.
1773 [Exit First Player.]
1778 [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
1781 Is it not monstrous that this player here,
1784 That, from her working, all his visage wann'd,
1790 That he should weep for her? What would he do,
1793 And cleave the general ear with horrid speech;
1796 The very faculties of eyes and ears.
1801 Upon whose property and most dear life
1808 But I am pigeon-liver'd and lack gall
1809 To make oppression bitter, or ere this
1812 Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!
1815 That I, the son of a dear father murther'd,
1818 And fall a-cursing like a very drab,
1822 Have by the very cunning of the scene
1825 For murther, though it have no tongue, will speak
1826 With most miraculous organ, I'll have these Players
1827 Play something like the murther of my father
1828 Before mine uncle. I'll observe his looks;
1831 May be a devil; and the devil hath power
1832 T' assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps
1834 As he is very potent with such spirits,
1837 Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.         Exit.
1846 Enter King, Queen, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencrantz, Guildenstern, and Lords.
1851 With turbulent and dangerous lunacy?
1865 Ros. Madam, it so fell out that certain players
1866 We o'erraught on the way. Of these we told him,
1867 And there did seem in him a kind of joy
1868 To hear of it. They are here about the court,
1869 And, as I think, they have already order
1873 To hear and see the matter.
1876 Good gentlemen, give him a further edge
1879 Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
1880 King. Sweet Gertrude, leave us too;
1881 For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither,
1882 That he, as 'twere by accident, may here
1884 Her father and myself (lawful espials)
1886 We may of their encounter frankly judge
1887 And gather by him, as he is behav'd,
1889 That thus he suffers for.
1898 Pol. Ophelia, walk you here.- Gracious, so please you,
1900 That show of such an exercise may colour
1903 And pious action we do sugar o'er
1914 Enter Hamlet.
1917 Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
1925 To sleep- perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub!
1928 Must give us pause. There's the respect
1934 That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
1937 To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
1938 But that the dread of something after death-
1939 The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn
1940 No traveller returns- puzzles the will,
1941 And makes us rather bear those ills we have
1942 Than fly to others that we know not of?
1945 Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
1946 And enterprises of great pith and moment
1955 That I have longed long to re-deliver.
1958 I never gave you aught.
1961 As made the things more rich. Their perfume lost,
1963 Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
1964 There, my lord.
1971 Oph. Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?
1972 Ham. Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner transform
1981 Ham. Get thee to a nunnery! Why wouldst thou be a breeder of
1982 sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, but yet I could accuse
1983 me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me.
1984 I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my
1988 believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery. Where's your
1989 father?
1992 nowhere but in's own house. Farewell.
1996 calumny. Get thee to a nunnery. Go, farewell. Or if thou wilt
1998 monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, go; and quickly too.
2000 Oph. O heavenly powers, restore him!
2002 given you one face, and you make yourselves another. You jig, you
2007 they are. To a nunnery, go.                            Exit.
2008 Oph. O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown!
2009 The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's, eye, tongue, sword,
2012 Th' observ'd of all observers- quite, quite down!
2015 Now see that noble and most sovereign reason,
2021 Enter King and Polonius.
2025 Was not like madness. There's something in his soul
2026 O'er which his melancholy sits on brood;
2028 Will be some danger; which for to prevent,
2029 I have in quick determination
2032 Haply the seas, and countries different,
2034 This something-settled matter in his heart,
2035 Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus
2042 But if you hold it fit, after the play
2043 Let his queen mother all alone entreat him
2044 To show his grief. Let her be round with him;
2046 Of all their conference. If she find him not,
2047 To England send him; or confine him where
2058 Enter Hamlet and three of the Players.
2062 players do, I had as live the town crier spoke my lines. Nor do
2064 gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say)
2066 temperance that may give it smoothness. O, it offends me to the
2067 soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to
2068 tatters, to very rags, to split the cars of the groundlings, who
2070 shows and noise. I would have such a fellow whipp'd for o'erdoing
2071 Termagant. It out-herods Herod. Pray you avoid it.
2072 Player. I warrant your honour.
2073 Ham. Be not too tame neither; but let your own discretion be your
2075 this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of
2076 nature: for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing,
2078 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show Virtue her own feature,
2079 scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his
2080 form and pressure. Now this overdone, or come tardy off, though
2083 o'erweigh a whole theatre of others. O, there be players that I
2084 have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly (not to
2085 speak it profanely), that, neither having the accent of
2090 Player. I hope we have reform'd that indifferently with us, sir.
2091 Ham. O, reform it altogether! And let those that play your clowns
2092 speak no more than is set down for them. For there be of them
2095 question of the play be then to be considered. That's villanous
2098 Exeunt Players.
2100 Enter Polonius, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern.
2104 Ham. Bid the players make haste, [Exit Polonius.] Will you two
2109 Enter Horatio.
2111 Hor. Here, sweet lord, at your service.
2113 As e'er my conversation cop'd withal.
2115 Ham. Nay, do not think I flatter;
2118 To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flatter'd?
2121 Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear?
2122 Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice
2123 And could of men distinguish, her election
2124 Hath scald thee for herself. For thou hast been
2125 As one, in suff'ring all, that suffers nothing;
2129 That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger
2134 There is a play to-night before the King.
2136 Which I have told thee, of my father's death.
2138 Even with the very comment of thy soul
2139 Observe my uncle. If his occulted guilt
2145 And after we will both our judgments join
2151 Sound a flourish. [Enter Trumpets and Kettledrums. Danish
2152 march. [Enter King, Queen, Polonius, Ophelia, Rosencrantz,
2153 Guildenstern, and other Lords attendant, with the Guard
2161 King. I have nothing with this answer, Hamlet. These words are not
2164 i' th' university, you say?
2169 Ham. It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a calf there. Be
2170 the players ready.
2172 Queen. Come hither, my dear Hamlet, sit by me.
2173 Ham. No, good mother. Here's metal more attractive.
2180 Ham. Do you think I meant country matters?
2185 Oph. You are merry, my lord.
2188 Ham. O God, your only jig-maker! What should a man do but be merry?
2189 For look you how cheerfully my mother looks, and my father died
2194 yet? Then there's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life
2196 shall he suffer not thinking on, with the hobby-horse, whose
2199 Hautboys play. The dumb show enters.
2201 Enter a King and a Queen very lovingly; the Queen embracing
2202 him and he her. She kneels, and makes show of protestation
2203 unto him. He takes her up, and declines his head upon her
2204 neck. He lays him down upon a bank of flowers. She, seeing
2206 crown, kisses it, pours poison in the sleeper's ears, and
2208 passionate action. The Poisoner with some three or four Mutes,
2209 comes in again, seem to condole with her. The dead body is
2210 carried away. The Poisoner wooes the Queen with gifts; she
2219 Enter Prologue.
2221 Ham. We shall know by this fellow. The players cannot keep counsel;
2229 Here stooping to your clemency,
2236 Enter [two Players as] King and Queen.
2245 Make us again count o'er ere love be done!
2247 So far from cheer and from your former state.
2251 In neither aught, or in extremity.
2254 Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear;
2255 Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.
2257 My operant powers their functions leave to do.
2273 But what we do determine oft we break.
2282 The violence of either grief or joy
2284 Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament;
2285 Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident.
2289 Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love.
2292 And hitherto doth love on fortune tend,
2293 For who not needs shall never lack a friend,
2296 But, orderly to end where I begun,
2298 That our devices still are overthrown;
2304 To desperation turn my trust and hope,
2305 An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope,
2308 Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife,
2309 If, once a widow, ever I be wife!
2313 King. 'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile.
2318 And never come mischance between us twain!
2323 Ham. O, but she'll keep her word.
2324 King. Have you heard the argument? Is there no offence in't?
2329 image of a murther done in Vienna. Gonzago is the duke's name;
2332 souls, it touches us not. Let the gall'd jade winch; our withers
2335 Enter Lucianus.
2339 Ham. I could interpret between you and your love, if I could see
2343 Oph. Still better, and worse.
2344 Ham. So you must take your husbands.- Begin, murtherer. Pox, leave
2349 Confederate season, else no creature seeing;
2352 Thy natural magic and dire property
2357 The story is extant, and written in very choice Italian. You
2358 shall see anon how the murtherer gets the love of Gonzago's wife.
2362 Pol. Give o'er the play.
2366 Ham.   Why, let the strucken deer go weep,
2370 Would not this, sir, and a forest of feathers- if the rest of my
2372 shoes, get me a fellowship in a cry of players, sir?
2377 Of Jove himself; and now reigns here
2378 A very, very- pajock.
2381 pound! Didst perceive?
2382 Hor. Very well, my lord.
2384 Hor. I did very well note him.
2385 Ham.   Aha! Come, some music! Come, the recorders!
2387 Why then, belike he likes it not, perdy.
2390 Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
2396 Guil. Is in his retirement, marvellous distemper'd.
2398 Guil. No, my lord; rather with choler.
2399 Ham. Your wisdom should show itself more richer to signify this to
2400 the doctor; for me to put him to his purgation would perhaps
2401 plunge him into far more choler.
2405 Guil. The Queen, your mother, in most great affliction of spirit
2409 If it shall please you to make me a wholesome answer, I will do
2410 your mother's commandment; if not, your pardon and my return
2414 Ham. Make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseas'd. But, sir, such
2415 answer is I can make, you shall command; or rather, as you say,
2416 my mother. Therefore no more, but to the matter! My mother, you
2418 Ros. Then thus she says: your behaviour hath struck her into
2420 Ham. O wonderful son, that can so stonish a mother! But is there no
2421 sequel at the heels of this mother's admiration? Impart.
2422 Ros. She desires to speak with you in her closet ere you go to bed.
2423 Ham. We shall obey, were she ten times our mother. Have you any
2424 further trade with us?
2426 Ham. And do still, by these pickers and stealers!
2427 Ros. Good my lord, what is your cause of distemper? You do surely
2428 bar the door upon your own liberty, if you deny your griefs to
2433 Ham. Ay, sir, but 'while the grass grows'- the proverb is something
2436 Enter the Players with recorders.
2438 O, the recorders! Let me see one. To withdraw with you- why do
2439 you go about to recover the wind of me, as if you would drive me
2441 Guil. O my lord, if my duty be too bold, my love is too unmannerly.
2442 Ham. I do not well understand that. Will you play upon this pipe?
2448 Ham. It is as easy as lying. Govern these ventages with your
2449 fingers and thumbs, give it breath with your mouth, and it will
2455 pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my
2456 lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music,
2458 speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be play'd on than a
2462 Enter Polonius.
2466 Ham. Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?
2471 Pol. Very like a whale.
2472 Ham. Then will I come to my mother by-and-by.- They fool me to the
2477 'Tis now the very witching time of night,
2480 And do such bitter business as the day
2481 Would quake to look on. Soft! now to my mother!
2482 O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever
2483 The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom.
2485 I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
2487 How in my words somever she be shent,
2488 To give them seals never, my soul, consent!             Exit.
2496 Enter King, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern.
2499 To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you;
2502 The terms of our estate may not endure
2517 To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things
2520 Attends the boist'rous ruin. Never alone
2521 Did the king sigh, but with a general groan.
2523 For we will fetters put upon this fear,
2528 Enter Polonius.
2530 Pol. My lord, he's going to his mother's closet.
2534 'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother,
2535 Since nature makes them partial, should o'erhear
2537 I'll call upon you ere you go to bed
2543 A brother's murther! Pray can I not,
2545 My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent,
2547 I stand in pause where I shall first begin,
2549 Were thicker than itself with brother's blood,
2550 Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens
2551 To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy
2553 And what's in prayer but this twofold force,
2554 To be forestalled ere we come to fall,
2556 My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer
2557 Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murther'?
2559 Of those effects for which I did the murther-
2566 There is no shuffling; there the action lies
2579 Enter Hamlet.
2584 A villain kills my father; and for that,
2588 He took my father grossly, full of bread,
2603 As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays.
2606 Words without thoughts never to heaven go.             Exit.
2614 Enter Queen and Polonius.
2619 Much heat and him. I'll silence me even here.
2621 Ham. (within) Mother, mother, mother!
2625 Enter Hamlet.
2627 Ham. Now, mother, what's the matter?
2628 Queen. Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended.
2629 Ham. Mother, you have my father much offended.
2630 Queen. Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue.
2633 Ham. What's the matter now?
2636 You are the Queen, your husband's brother's wife,
2637 And (would it were not so!) you are my mother.
2641 Where you may see the inmost part of you.
2642 Queen. What wilt thou do? Thou wilt not murther me?
2651 Ham. A bloody deed- almost as bad, good mother,
2652 As kill a king, and marry with his brother.
2657 I took thee for thy better. Take thy fortune.
2658 Thou find'st to be too busy is some danger.
2670 And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows
2671 As false as dicers' oaths. O, such a deed
2673 The very soul, and sweet religion makes
2679 That roars so loud and thunders in the index?
2680 Ham. Look here upon th's picture, and on this,
2681 The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
2683 Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself;
2685 A station like the herald Mercury
2688 Where every god did seem to set his seal
2691 Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear
2692 Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes?
2700 Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err,
2701 Nor sense to ecstacy was ne'er so thrall'd
2702 But it reserv'd some quantity of choice
2703 To serve in such a difference. What devil was't
2709 O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell,
2712 And melt in her own fire. Proclaim no shame
2715 And reason panders will.
2717 Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul,
2718 And there I see such black and grained spots
2723 Over the nasty sty!
2725 These words like daggers enter in mine ears.
2727 Ham. A murtherer and a villain!
2735 Enter the Ghost in his nightgown.
2738 Save me and hover o'er me with your wings,
2747 But look, amazement on thy mother sits.
2748 O, step between her and her fighting soul
2750 Speak to her, Hamlet.
2756 And, as the sleeping soldiers in th' alarm,
2759 Upon the beat and flame of thy distemper
2760 Sprinkle cool patience! Whereon do you look?
2764 Lest with this piteous action you convert
2765 My stern effects. Then what I have to do
2766 Will want true colour- tears perchance for blood.
2768 Ham. Do you see nothing there?
2772 Ham. Why, look you there! Look how it steals away!
2773 My father, in his habit as he liv'd!
2774 Look where he goes even now out at the portal!
2776 Queen. This is the very coinage of your brain.
2778 Is very cunning in.
2780 My pulse as yours doth temperately keep time
2783 And I the matter will reword; which madness
2784 Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace,
2785 Lay not that flattering unction to your soul
2787 It will but skin and film the ulcerous place,
2792 To make them ranker. Forgive me this my virtue;
2797 Ham. O, throw away the worser part of it,
2798 And live the purer with the other half,
2801 That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat
2804 He likewise gives a frock or livery,
2809 And either [master] the devil, or throw him out
2815 That I must be their scourge and minister.
2816 I will bestow him, and will answer well
2826 Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers,
2827 Make you to ravel all this matter out,
2829 But mad in craft. 'Twere good you let him know;
2830 For who that's but a queen, fair, sober, wise,
2832 Such dear concernings hide? Who would do so?
2844 Ham. There's letters seal'd; and my two schoolfellows,
2845 Whom I will trust as I will adders fang'd,
2847 And marshal me to knavery. Let it work;
2848 For 'tis the sport to have the enginer
2855 Mother, good night.- Indeed, this counsellor
2859 Good night, mother.
2870 Enter King and Queen, with Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
2872 King. There's matter in these sighs. These profound heaves
2873 You must translate; 'tis fit we understand them.
2874 Where is your son?
2876 [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.]
2878 King. What, Gertrude? How does Hamlet?
2880 Which is the mightier. In his lawless fit
2882 Whips out his rapier, cries 'A rat, a rat!'
2886 It had been so with us, had we been there.
2887 His liberty is full of threats to all-
2888 To you yourself, to us, to every one.
2889 Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer'd?
2893 We would not understand what was most fit,
2894 But, like the owner of a foul disease,
2896 Even on the pith of life. Where is he gone?
2898 O'er whom his very madness, like some ore
2899 Among a mineral of metals base,
2901 King. O Gertrude, come away!
2902 The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch
2905 Both countenance and excuse. Ho, Guildenstern!
2907 Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
2909 Friends both, go join you with some further aid.
2911 And from his mother's closet hath he dragg'd him.
2914 Exeunt [Rosencrantz and Guildenstern].
2915 Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends
2917 And what's untimely done. [So haply slander-]
2918 Whose whisper o'er the world's diameter,
2931 Enter Hamlet.
2935 Ham. But soft! What noise? Who calls on Hamlet? O, here they come.
2937 Enter Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.
2940 Ham. Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin.
2941 Ros. Tell us where 'tis, that we may take it thence
2950 his authorities. But such officers do the King best service in
2951 the end. He keeps them, like an ape, in the corner of his jaw;
2955 Ros. I understand you not, my lord.
2957 Ros. My lord, you must tell us where the body is and go with us to
2962 Ham. Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after.
2971 Enter King.
2974 How dangerous is it that this man goes loose!
2978 And where 'tis so, th' offender's scourge is weigh'd,
2979 But never the offence. To bear all smooth and even,
2981 Deliberate pause. Diseases desperate grown
2982 By desperate appliance are reliev'd,
2985 Enter Rosencrantz.
2988 Ros. Where the dead body is bestow'd, my lord,
2990 King. But where is he?
2993 Ros. Ho, Guildenstern! Bring in my lord.
2995 Enter Hamlet and Guildenstern [with Attendants].
2997 King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius?
2998 Ham. At supper.
2999 King. At supper? Where?
3000 Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten. A certain
3002 only emperor for diet. We fat all creatures else to fat us, and
3004 is but variable service- two dishes, but to one table. That's the
3012 King. Where is Polonius?
3013 Ham. In heaven. Send thither to see. If your messenger find him not
3014 there, seek him i' th' other place yourself. But indeed, if you
3017 King. Go seek him there. [To Attendants.]
3021 Which we do tender as we dearly grieve
3023 With fiery quickness. Therefore prepare thyself.
3025 Th' associates tend, and everything is bent
3031 Ham. I see a cherub that sees them. But come, for England!
3032 Farewell, dear mother.
3033 King. Thy loving father, Hamlet.
3034 Ham. My mother! Father and mother is man and wife; man and wife is
3035 one flesh; and so, my mother. Come, for England!
3039 Away! for everything is seal'd and done
3041 Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern]
3043 As my great power thereof may give thee sense,
3045 After the Danish sword, and thy free awe
3047 Our sovereign process, which imports at full,
3048 By letters congruing to that effect,
3052 Howe'er my haps, my joys were ne'er begun.             Exit.
3061 Enter Fortinbras with his Army over the stage.
3066 Over his kingdom. You know the rendezvous.
3074 Enter Hamlet, Rosencrantz, [Guildenstern,] and others.
3076 Ham. Good sir, whose powers are these?
3083 Or for some frontier?
3089 A ranker rate, should it be sold in fee.
3090 Ham. Why, then the Polack never will defend it.
3106 Looking before and after, gave us not
3108 To fust in us unus'd. Now, whether it be
3111 A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom
3112 And ever three parts coward,- I do not know
3117 Led by a delicate and tender prince,
3121 To all that fortune, death, and danger dare,
3126 That have a father klll'd, a mother stain'd,
3132 Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause,
3144 Enter Horatio, Queen, and a Gentleman.
3146 Queen. I will not speak with her.
3148 Her mood will needs be pitied.
3150 Gent. She speaks much of her father; says she hears
3151 There's tricks i' th' world, and hems, and beats her heart;
3153 That carry but half sense. Her speech is nothing,
3155 The hearers to collection; they aim at it,
3157 Which, as her winks and nods and gestures yield them,
3158 Indeed would make one think there might be thought,
3160 Hor. 'Twere good she were spoken with; for she may strew
3161 Dangerous conjectures in ill-breeding minds.
3162 Queen. Let her come in.
3169 Enter Ophelia distracted.
3171 Oph. Where is the beauteous Majesty of Denmark?
3175 From another one?
3193 Enter King.
3195 Queen. Alas, look here, my lord!
3197 Larded all with sweet flowers;
3199 With true-love showers.
3202 Oph. Well, God dild you! They say the owl was a baker's daughter.
3205 King. Conceit upon her father.
3215 And dupp'd the chamber door,
3217 Never departed more.
3230 He answers:
3232 'So would I 'a' done, by yonder sun,
3238 My brother shall know of it; and so I thank you for your good
3241 King. Follow her close; give her good watch, I pray you.
3244 All from her father's death. O Gertrude, Gertrude,
3246 But in battalions! First, her father slain;
3249 Thick and and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers
3251 In hugger-mugger to inter him; Poor Ophelia
3252 Divided from herself and her fair-judgment,
3253 Without the which we are Pictures or mere beasts;
3255 Her brother is in secret come from France;
3256 And wants not buzzers to infect his ear
3257 Feeds on his wonder, keep, himself in clouds,
3258 With pestilent speeches of his father's death,
3259 Wherein necessity, of matter beggar'd,
3260 Will nothing stick Our person to arraign
3261 In ear and ear. O my dear Gertrude, this,
3263 Give, me superfluous death.                  A noise within.
3265 King. Where are my Switzers? Let them guard the door.
3267 Enter a Messenger.
3269 What is the matter?
3271 The ocean, overpeering of his list,
3273 Than Young Laertes, in a riotous head,
3274 O'erbears Your offices. The rabble call him lord;
3275 And, as the world were now but to begin,
3277 The ratifiers and props of every word,
3278 They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!'
3280 'Laertes shall be king! Laertes king!'
3282 Queen. How cheerfully on the false trail they cry!
3283 O, this is counter, you false Danish dogs!
3286 Enter Laertes with others.
3288 Laer. Where is this king?- Sirs, staid you all without.
3290 Laer. I pray you give me leave.
3292 Laer. I thank you. Keep the door.      [Exeunt his Followers.]
3294 Give me my father!
3295 Queen. Calmly, good Laertes.
3296 Laer. That drop of blood that's calm proclaims me bastard;
3297 Cries cuckold to my father; brands the harlot
3298 Even here between the chaste unsmirched brows
3299 Of my true mother.
3300 King. What is the cause, Laertes,
3302 Let him go, Gertrude. Do not fear our person.
3303 There's such divinity doth hedge a king
3305 Acts little of his will. Tell me, Laertes,
3306 Why thou art thus incens'd. Let him go, Gertrude.
3308 Laer. Where is my father?
3312 Laer. How came he dead? I'll not be juggled with:
3318 Most throughly for my father.
3320 Laer. My will, not all the world!
3323 King. Good Laertes,
3324 If you desire to know the certainty
3325 Of your dear father's death, is't writ in Your revenge
3327 Winner and loser?
3328 Laer. None but his enemies.
3330 Laer. To his good friends thus wide I'll ope my arms
3335 That I am guiltless of your father's death,
3337 It shall as level to your judgment pierce
3339 A noise within: 'Let her come in.'
3340 Laer. How now? What noise is that?
3342 Enter Ophelia.
3348 Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia!
3351 Nature is fine in love, and where 'tis fine,
3353 After the thing it loves.
3356 They bore him barefac'd on the bier
3361 Laer. Hadst thou thy wits, and didst persuade revenge,
3365 master's daughter.
3366 Laer. This nothing's more than matter.
3367 Oph. There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love,
3368 remember. And there is pansies, that's for thoughts.
3369 Laer. A document in madness! Thoughts and remembrance fitted.
3370 Oph. There's fennel for you, and columbines. There's rue for you,
3371 and here's some for me. We may call it herb of grace o' Sundays.
3372 O, you must wear your rue with a difference! There's a daisy. I
3373 would give you some violets, but they wither'd all when my father
3378 Laer. Thought and affliction, passion, hell itself,
3385 He never will come again.
3391 God 'a'mercy on his soul!
3395 Laer. Do you see this, O God?
3396 King. Laertes, I must commune with your grief,
3400 If by direct or by collateral hand
3407 Laer. Let this be so.
3408 His means of death, his obscure funeral-
3409 No trophy, sword, nor hatchment o'er his bones,
3411 Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to earth,
3414 And where th' offence is let the great axe fall.
3423 Elsinore. Another room in the Castle.
3425 Enter Horatio with an Attendant.
3428 Servant. Seafaring men, sir. They say they have letters for you.
3434 Enter Sailors.
3438 Sailor. 'A shall, sir, an't please him. There's a letter for you,
3441 Hor. (reads the letter) 'Horatio, when thou shalt have overlook'd
3443 letters for him. Ere we were two days old at sea, a pirate of
3444 very warlike appointment gave us chase. Finding ourselves too
3447 alone became their prisoner. They have dealt with me like thieves
3448 of mercy; but they knew what they did: I am to do a good turn for
3449 them. Let the King have the letters I have sent, and repair thou
3452 light for the bore of the matter. These good fellows will bring
3453 thee where I am. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern hold their course
3457 Come, I will give you way for these your letters,
3458 And do't the speedier that you may direct me
3466 Elsinore. Another room in the Castle.
3468 Enter King and Laertes.
3473 That he which hath your noble father slain
3475 Laer. It well appears. But tell me
3479 You mainly were stirr'd up.
3481 Which may to you, perhaps, seein much unsinew'd,
3482 But yet to me they are strong. The Queen his mother
3484 My virtue or my plague, be it either which,-
3486 That, as the star moves not but in his sphere,
3487 I could not but by her. The other motive
3489 Is the great love the general gender bear him,
3492 Convert his gives to graces; so that my arrows,
3493 Too slightly timber'd for so loud a wind,
3494 Would have reverted to my bow again,
3495 And not where I had aim'd them.
3496 Laer. And so have I a noble father lost;
3497 A sister driven into desp'rate terms,
3499 Stood challenger on mount of all the age
3500 For her perfections. But my revenge will come.
3503 That we can let our beard be shook with danger,
3505 I lov'd your father, and we love ourself,
3508 Enter a Messenger with letters.
3511 Mess. Letters, my lord, from Hamlet:
3515 They were given me by Claudio; he receiv'd them
3517 King. Laertes, you shall hear them.
3519 Exit Messenger.
3522 when I shall (first asking your pardon thereunto) recount the
3527 Laer. Know you the hand?
3528 King. 'Tis Hamlet's character. 'Naked!'
3529 And in a postscript here, he says 'alone.'
3531 Laer. I am lost in it, my lord. But let him come!
3532 It warms the very sickness in my heart
3535 King. If it be so, Laertes
3536 (As how should it be so? how otherwise?),
3538 Laer. Ay my lord,
3539 So you will not o'errule me to a peace.
3542 No more to undertake it, I will work him
3544 Under the which he shall not choose but fall;
3546 But even his mother shall uncharge the practice
3548 Laer. My lord, I will be rul'd;
3549 The rather, if you could devise it so
3554 Wherein they say you shine, Your sun of parts
3555 Did not together pluck such envy from him
3558 Laer. What part is that, my lord?
3559 King. A very riband in the cap of youth-
3561 The light and careless livery that it wears
3564 Here was a gentleman of Normandy.
3565 I have seen myself, and serv'd against, the French,
3571 That I, in forgery of shapes and tricks,
3573 Laer. A Norman was't?
3575 Laer. Upon my life, Lamound.
3576 King. The very same.
3577 Laer. I know him well. He is the broach indeed
3580 And gave you such a masterly report
3581 For art and exercise in your defence,
3582 And for your rapier most especially,
3584 If one could match you. The scrimers of their nation
3585 He swore had neither motion, guard, nor eye,
3589 Your sudden coming o'er to play with you.
3591 Laer. What out of this, my lord?
3592 King. Laertes, was your father dear to you?
3595 Laer. Why ask you this?
3596 King. Not that I think you did not love your father;
3600 There lives within the very flame of love
3607 As there are tongues, are hands, are accidents;
3609 That hurts by easing. But to the quick o' th' ulcer!
3610 Hamlet comes back. What would you undertake
3611 To show yourself your father's son in deed
3613 Laer. To cut his throat i' th' church!
3614 King. No place indeed should murther sanctuarize;
3615 Revenge should have no bounds. But, good Laertes,
3616 Will you do this? Keep close within your chamber.
3620 The Frenchman gave you; bring you in fine together
3621 And wager on your heads. He, being remiss,
3622 Most generous, and free from all contriving,
3623 Will not peruse the foils; so that with ease,
3626 Requite him for your father.
3627 Laer. I will do't!
3631 Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare,
3633 Under the moon, can save the thing from death
3637 King. Let's further think of this,
3640 And that our drift look through our bad performance.
3641 'Twere better not assay'd. Therefore this project
3644 We'll make a solemn wager on your cunnings-
3649 A chalice for the nonce; whereon but sipping,
3651 Our purpose may hold there.- But stay, what noise,
3653 Enter Queen.
3656 Queen. One woe doth tread upon another's heel,
3657 So fast they follow. Your sister's drown'd, Laertes.
3658 Laer. Drown'd! O, where?
3659 Queen. There is a willow grows aslant a brook,
3661 There with fantastic garlands did she come
3662 Of crowflowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples,
3663 That liberal shepherds give a grosser name,
3664 But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them.
3665 There on the pendant boughs her coronet weeds
3666 Clamb'ring to hang, an envious sliver broke,
3667 When down her weedy trophies and herself
3668 Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide
3669 And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up;
3671 As one incapable of her own distress,
3674 Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
3675 Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay
3677 Laer. Alas, then she is drown'd?
3679 Laer. Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia,
3680 And therefore I forbid my tears; but yet
3681 It is our trick; nature her custom holds,
3686 King. Let's follow, Gertrude.
3689 Therefore let's follow.
3699 Enter two Clowns, [with spades and pickaxes].
3702 seeks her own salvation?
3703 Other. I tell thee she is; therefore make her grave straight.
3704 The crowner hath sate on her, and finds it Christian burial.
3705 Clown. How can that be, unless she drown'd herself in her own
3707 Other. Why, 'tis found so.
3708 Clown. It must be se offendendo; it cannot be else. For here lies
3710 act hath three branches-it is to act, to do, and to perform;
3711 argal, she drown'd herself wittingly.
3712 Other. Nay, but hear you, Goodman Delver!
3713 Clown. Give me leave. Here lies the water; good. Here stands the
3714 man; good. If the man go to this water and drown himself, it is,
3715 will he nill he, he goes- mark you that. But if the water come to
3718 Other. But is this law?
3719 Clown. Ay, marry, is't- crowner's quest law.
3720 Other. Will you ha' the truth an't? If this had not been a
3722 Clown. Why, there thou say'st! And the more pity that great folk
3724 more than their even-Christen. Come, my spade! There is no
3725 ancient gentlemen but gard'ners, ditchers, and grave-makers. They
3727 Other. Was he a gentleman?
3728 Clown. 'A was the first that ever bore arms.
3729 Other. Why, he had none.
3730 Clown. What, art a heathen? How dost thou understand the Scripture?
3732 put another question to thee. If thou answerest me not to the
3734 Other. Go to!
3735 Clown. What is he that builds stronger than either the mason, the
3736 shipwright, or the carpenter?
3737 Other. The gallows-maker; for that frame outlives a thousand
3741 thou dost ill to say the gallows is built stronger than the
3743 Other. Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or a
3744 carpenter?
3746 Other. Marry, now I can tell!
3748 Other. Mass, I cannot tell.
3750 Enter Hamlet and Horatio afar off.
3754 question next, say 'a grave-maker.' The houses he makes lasts
3762 Methought it was very sweet;
3764 O, methought there- a- was nothing- a- meet.
3768 Hor. Custom hath made it in him a Property of easiness.
3769 Ham. 'Tis e'en so. The hand of little employment hath the daintier
3775 As if I had never been such.
3779 knave jowls it to the ground,as if 'twere Cain's jawbone, that
3780 did the first murther! This might be the pate of a Politician,
3781 which this ass now o'erreaches; one that would circumvent God,
3784 Ham. Or of a courtier, which could say 'Good morrow, sweet lord!
3790 about the mazzard with a sexton's spade. Here's fine revolution,
3799 Throws up [another skull].
3801 Ham. There's another. Why may not that be the skull of a lawyer?
3802 Where be his quiddits now, his quillets, his cases, his tenures,
3803 and his tricks? Why does he suffer this rude knave now to knock
3805 of his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be in's time a
3806 great buyer of land, with his statutes, his recognizances, his
3807 fines, his double vouchers, his recoveries. Is this the fine of
3808 his fines, and the recovery of his recoveries, to have his fine
3809 pate full of fine dirt? Will his vouchers vouch him no more of
3811 of a pair of indentures? The very conveyances of his lands will
3812 scarcely lie in this box; and must th' inheritor himself have no
3825 Clown. You lie out on't, sir, and therefore 'tis not yours.
3828 the dead, not for the quick; therefore thou liest.
3833 Clown. For none neither.
3835 Clown. One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead.
3839 of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier he galls
3840 his kibe.- How long hast thou been a grave-maker?
3842 last king Hamlet overcame Fortinbras.
3844 Clown. Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was the
3845 very day that young Hamlet was born- he that is mad, and sent
3848 Clown. Why, because 'a was mad. 'A shall recover his wits there;
3849 or, if 'a do not, 'tis no great matter there.
3851 Clown. 'Twill not he seen in him there. There the men are as mad as
3854 Clown. Very strangely, they say.
3858 Clown. Why, here in Denmark. I have been sexton here, man and boy
3860 Ham. How long will a man lie i' th' earth ere he rot?
3863 will last you some eight year or nine year. A tanner will last
3865 Ham. Why he more than another?
3867 keep out water a great while; and your water is a sore decayer of
3868 your whoreson dead body. Here's a skull now. This skull hath lien
3875 skull, the King's jester.
3881 in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those
3882 lips that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes
3883 now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment that
3884 were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your
3886 chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this
3887 favour she must come. Make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio,
3890 Ham. Dost thou think Alexander look'd o' this fashion i' th' earth?
3896 imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander till he find it
3898 Hor. 'Twere to consider too curiously, to consider so.
3899 Ham. No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty
3900 enough, and likelihood to lead it; as thus: Alexander died,
3901 Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is
3902 earth; of earth we make loam; and why of that loam (whereto he
3903 was converted) might they not stop a beer barrel?
3904 Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay,
3907 Should patch a wall t' expel the winter's flaw!
3908 But soft! but soft! aside! Here comes the King-
3910 Enter [priests with] a coffin [in funeral procession], King,
3911 Queen, Laertes, with Lords attendant.]
3913 The Queen, the courtiers. Who is this they follow?
3919 Laer. What ceremony else?
3920 Ham. That is Laertes,
3921 A very noble youth. Mark.
3922 Laer. What ceremony else?
3923 Priest. Her obsequies have been as far enlarg'd
3924 As we have warranty. Her death was doubtful;
3925 And, but that great command o'ersways the order,
3927 Till the last trumpet. For charitable prayers,
3928 Shards, flints, and pebbles should be thrown on her.
3929 Yet here she is allow'd her virgin crants,
3930 Her maiden strewments, and the bringing home
3932 Laer. Must there no more be done?
3934 We should profane the service of the dead
3935 To sing a requiem and such rest to her
3937 Laer. Lay her i' th' earth;
3938 And from her fair and unpolluted flesh
3940 A minist'ring angel shall my sister be
3944 [Scatters flowers.]
3948 Laer. O, treble woe
3952 Till I have caught her once more in mine arms.
3956 T' o'ertop old Pelion or the skyish head
3961 Like wonder-wounded hearers? This is I,
3962 Hamlet the Dane.                    [Leaps in after Laertes.
3963 Laer. The devil take thy soul!
3966 I prithee take thy fingers from my throat;
3968 Yet have I in me something dangerous,
3970 King. Pluck thein asunder.
3977 Until my eyelids will no longer wag.
3979 Ham. I lov'd Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers
3981 Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?
3982 King. O, he is mad, Laertes.
3987 I'll do't. Dost thou come here to whine?
3988 To outface me with leaping in her grave?
3989 Be buried quick with her, and so will I.
3995 Queen. This is mere madness;
3998 When that her golden couplets are disclos'd,
4002 I lov'd you ever. But it is no matter.
4003 Let Hercules himself do what he may,
4008 [To Laertes] Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech.
4009 We'll put the matter to the present push.-
4010 Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.-
4022 Enter Hamlet and Horatio.
4024 Ham. So much for this, sir; now shall you see the other.
4025 You do remember all the circumstance?
4026 Hor. Remember it, my lord!
4027 Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting
4031 Our indiscretion sometime serves us well
4033 There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
4035 Hor. That is most certain.
4039 Finger'd their packet, and in fine withdrew
4041 (My fears forgetting manners) to unseal
4042 Their grand commission; where I found, Horatio
4043 (O royal knavery!), an exact command,
4044 Larded with many several sorts of reasons,
4047 That, on the supervise, no leisure bated,
4051 Ham. Here's the commission; read it at more leisure.
4061 It did me yeoman's service. Wilt thou know
4067 As peace should still her wheaten garland wear
4071 Without debatement further, more or less,
4072 He should the bearers put to sudden death,
4076 I had my father's signet in my purse,
4078 Folded the writ up in the form of th' other,
4080 The changeling never known. Now, the next day
4083 Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't.
4087 'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes
4092 He that hath kill'd my king, and whor'd my mother;
4094 Thrown out his angle for my Proper life,
4095 And with such coz'nage- is't not perfect conscience
4097 To let this canker of our nature come
4098 In further evil?
4100 What is the issue of the business there.
4101 Ham. It will be short; the interim is mine,
4103 But I am very sorry, good Horatio,
4104 That to Laertes I forgot myself,
4107 But sure the bravery of his grief did put me
4109 Hor. Peace! Who comes here?
4111 Enter young Osric, a courtier.
4115 waterfly?
4118 vice to know him. He hath much land, and fertile. Let a beast be
4121 Osr. Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I should impart
4125 Osr. I thank your lordship, it is very hot.
4126 Ham. No, believe me, 'tis very cold; the wind is northerly.
4127 Osr. It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed.
4128 Ham. But yet methinks it is very sultry and hot for my complexion.
4129 Osr. Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sultry, as 'twere- I cannot
4131 he has laid a great wager on your head. Sir, this is the matter-
4132 Ham. I beseech you remember.
4134 Osr. Nay, good my lord; for mine ease, in good faith. Sir, here is
4135 newly come to court Laertes; believe me, an absolute gentleman,
4136 full of most excellent differences, of very soft society and
4140 Ham. Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you; though, I
4142 memory, and yet but yaw neither in respect of his quick sail.
4143 But, in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul of great
4148 Ham. The concernancy, sir? Why do we wrap the gentleman in our more
4149 rawer breath
4151 Hor [aside to Hamlet] Is't not possible to understand in another
4154 Osr. Of Laertes?
4161 Osr. You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is-
4163 excellence; but to know a man well were to know himself.
4167 Osr. Rapier and dagger.
4169 Osr. The King, sir, hath wager'd with him six Barbary horses;
4171 rapiers and poniards, with their assigns, as girdle, hangers, and
4172 so. Three of the carriages, in faith, are very dear to fancy,
4173 very responsive to the hilts, most delicate carriages, and of
4174 very liberal conceit.
4177 ere you had done.
4178 Osr. The carriages, sir, are the hangers.
4179 Ham. The phrase would be more germane to the matter if we could
4180 carry cannon by our sides. I would it might be hangers till then.
4182 assigns, and three liberal-conceited carriages: that's the French
4187 if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer.
4188 Ham. How if I answer no?
4189 Osr. I mean, my lord, the opposition of your person in trial.
4190 Ham. Sir, I will walk here in the hall. If it please his Majesty,
4195 Osr. Shall I redeliver you e'en so?
4196 Ham. To this effect, sir, after what flourish your nature will.
4199 himself; there are no tongues else for's turn.
4203 on, only got the tune of the time and outward habit of encounter-
4208 Enter a Lord.
4212 know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, or that you will
4213 take longer time.
4215 If his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now or whensoever, provided
4219 Lord. The Queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to
4220 Laertes before you fall to play.
4223 Hor. You will lose this wager, my lord.
4226 think how ill all's here about my heart. But it is no matter.
4228 Ham. It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gaingiving as
4229 would perhaps trouble a woman.
4231 repair hither and say you are not fit.
4232 Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury; there's a special providence in
4238 Enter King, Queen, Laertes, Osric, and Lords, with other
4243 [The King puts Laertes' hand into Hamlet's.]
4250 Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness.
4251 Was't Hamlet wrong'd Laertes? Never Hamlet.
4253 And when he's not himself does wrong Laertes,
4260 Free me so far in your most generous thoughts
4261 That I have shot my arrow o'er the house
4262 And hurt my brother.
4263 Laer. I am satisfied in nature,
4265 To my revenge. But in my terms of honour
4267 Till by some elder masters of known honour
4270 I do receive your offer'd love like love,
4273 And will this brother's wager frankly play.
4275 Laer. Come, one for me.
4276 Ham. I'll be your foil, Laertes. In mine ignorance
4278 Stick fiery off indeed.
4279 Laer. You mock me, sir.
4282 You know the wager?
4283 Ham. Very well, my lord.
4284 Your Grace has laid the odds o' th' weaker side.
4286 But since he is better'd, we have therefore odds.
4287 Laer. This is too heavy; let me see another.
4293 Or quit in answer of the third exchange,
4295 The King shall drink to Hamlet's better breath,
4297 Richer than that which four successive kings
4300 The trumpet to the cannoneer without,
4305 Laer. Come, my lord.                                They play.
4307 Laer. No.
4309 Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit.
4310 Laer. Well, again!
4312 Here's to thy health.
4316 Come. (They play.) Another hit. What say you?
4317 Laer. A touch, a touch; I do confess't.
4320 Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows.
4323 King. Gertrude, do not drink.
4328 Laer. My lord, I'll hit him now.
4330 Laer. [aside] And yet it is almost against my conscience.
4331 Ham. Come for the third, Laertes! You but dally.
4334 Laer. Say you so? Come on.                               Play.
4335 Osr. Nothing neither way.
4336 Laer. Have at you now!
4337 [Laertes wounds Hamlet; then] in scuffling, they
4338 change rapiers, [and Hamlet wounds Laertes].
4341 Osr. Look to the Queen there, ho!
4343 Osr. How is't, Laertes?
4344 Laer. Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric.
4345 I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.
4351 Treachery! Seek it out.
4352 [Laertes falls.]
4353 Laer. It is here, Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art slain;
4355 In thee there is not half an hour of life.
4356 The treacherous instrument is in thy hand,
4358 Hath turn'd itself on me. Lo, here I lie,
4359 Never to rise again. Thy mother's poison'd.
4365 Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned Dane,
4366 Drink off this potion! Is thy union here?
4367 Follow my mother.                                 King dies.
4368 Laer. He is justly serv'd.
4369 It is a poison temper'd by himself.
4371 Mine and my father's death come not upon thee,
4377 Had I but time (as this fell sergeant, Death,
4382 Hor. Never believe it.
4384 Here's yet some liquor left.
4389 If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
4398 The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit.
4407 Why does the drum come hither?
4409 Enter Fortinbras and English Ambassadors, with Drum,
4412 Fort. Where is this sight?
4414 If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search.
4416 What feast is toward in thine eternal cell
4423 That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead.
4424 Where should We have our thanks?
4427 He never gave commandment for their death.
4430 Are here arriv'd, give order that these bodies
4435 Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters;
4439 Truly deliver.
4447 But let this same be presently perform'd,
4449 On plots and errors happen.
4451 Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage;
4454 The soldiers' music and the rites of war
4457 Becomes the field but here shows much amiss.
4458 Go, bid the soldiers shoot.
4459 Exeunt marching; after the which a peal of ordnance

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   8 Dramatis Personae
  11 MACBETH, Thane of Glamis and Cawdor, a general in the King's army
  15 MALCOLM, elder son of Duncan
  16 DONALBAIN, younger son of Duncan
  17 BANQUO, Thane of Lochaber, a general in the King's army
  24 SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, general of the English forces
  33 A Sergeant
  34 A Porter
  36 The Ghost of Banquo and other Apparitions
  37 Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murtherers, Attendants,
  38 and Messengers
  48 A desert place. Thunder and lightning.
  50 Enter three Witches.
  53 In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
  56 THIRD WITCH. That will be ere the set of sun.
  57 FIRST WITCH. Where the place?
  59 THIRD WITCH. There to meet with Macbeth.
  63 Hover through the fog and filthy air.                Exeunt.
  71 Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lennox, with Attendants,
  72 meeting a bleeding Sergeant.
  77 MALCOLM. This is the sergeant
  78 Who like a good and hardy soldier fought
  82 SERGEANT. Doubtful it stood,
  83 As two spent swimmers that do cling together
  84 And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald-
  87 Do swarm upon him -from the Western Isles
  88 Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied;
  91 For brave Macbeth -well he deserves that name-
  96 Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
 100 SERGEANT. As whence the sun 'gins his reflection
 101 Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break,
 104 No sooner justice had, with valor arm'd,
 105 Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels,
 111 SERGEANT. Yes,
 113 If I say sooth, I must report they were
 114 As cannons overcharged with double cracks,
 118 Or memorize another Golgotha,
 123 Exit Sergeant, attended.
 124 Who comes here?
 126 Enter Ross.
 134 Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky
 136 Norway himself, with terrible numbers,
 149 Ten thousand dollars to our general use.
 151 Our bosom interest. Go pronounce his present death,
 152 And with his former title greet Macbeth.
 161 A heath. Thunder.
 163 Enter the three Witches.
 165 FIRST WITCH. Where hast thou been, sister?
 167 THIRD WITCH. Sister, where thou?
 168 FIRST WITCH. A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,
 171 Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master the Tiger;
 172 But in a sieve I'll thither sail,
 177 THIRD WITCH. And I another.
 178 FIRST WITCH. I myself have all the other,
 179 And the very ports they blow,
 180 All the quarters that they know
 183 Sleep shall neither night nor day
 192 FIRST WITCH. Here I have a pilot's thumb,
 196 ALL. The weird sisters, hand in hand,
 197 Posters of the sea and land,
 203 Enter Macbeth and Banquo.
 207 So wither'd and so wild in their attire,
 210 That man may question? You seem to understand me,
 211 By each at once her choppy finger laying
 212 Upon her skinny lips. You should be women,
 213 And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
 218 THIRD WITCH. All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be King hereafter!
 222 Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner
 228 Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear
 233 FIRST WITCH. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
 234 SECOND WITCH. Not so happy, yet much happier.
 238 MACBETH. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more.
 241 A prosperous gentleman; and to be King
 248 BANQUO. The earth hath bubbles as the water has,
 249 And these are of them. Whither are they vanish'd?
 252 BANQUO. Were such things here as we do speak about?
 254 That takes the reason prisoner?
 258 BANQUO. To the selfsame tune and words. Who's here?
 260 Enter Ross and Angus.
 264 Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight,
 265 His wonders and his praises do contend
 267 In viewing o'er the rest o' the selfsame day,
 271 Came post with post, and every one did bear
 275 To give thee, from our royal master, thanks;
 276 Only to herald thee into his sight,
 278 ROSS. And for an earnest of a greater honor,
 286 But under heavy judgement bears that life
 287 Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was combined
 292 Have overthrown him.
 309 Of the imperial theme-I thank you, gentlemen.
 310 [Aside.] This supernatural soliciting
 319 My thought, whose murther yet is but fantastical,
 321 Is smother'd in surmise, and nothing is
 323 BANQUO. Look, how our partner's rapt.
 335 Are register'd where every day I turn
 338 The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak
 339 Our free hearts each to other.
 340 BANQUO. Very gladly.
 349 Flourish. Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lennox, and Attendants.
 356 That very frankly he confess'd his treasons,
 362 As 'twere a careless trifle.
 363 DUNCAN. There's no art
 368 Enter Macbeth, Banquo, Ross, and Angus.
 374 To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserved,
 378 MACBETH. The service and the loyalty lowe,
 381 Are to your throne and state, children and servants,
 382 Which do but what they should, by doing everything
 384 DUNCAN. Welcome hither.
 387 That hast no less deserved, nor must be known
 390 BANQUO. There if I grow,
 397 Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter
 398 The Prince of Cumberland; which honor must
 401 On all deservers. From hence to Inverness,
 402 And bind us further to you.
 404 I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful
 408 MACBETH. [Aside.] The Prince of Cumberland! That is a step
 409 On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,
 416 It is a banquet to me. Let's after him,
 418 It is a peerless kinsman.                  Flourish. Exeunt.
 424 Inverness. Macbeth's castle.
 426 Enter Lady Macbeth, reading a letter.
 429 learned by the perfectest report they have more in them than
 431 further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished.
 432 Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the
 434 before, these weird sisters saluted me and referred me to the
 436 thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness,
 450 And that which rather thou dost fear to do
 451 Than wishest should be undone." Hie thee hither,
 458 Enter a Messenger.
 461 MESSENGER. The King comes here tonight.
 463 Is not thy master with him? who, were't so,
 465 MESSENGER. So please you, it is true; our Thane is coming.
 470 He brings great news.                        Exit Messenger.
 473 Under my battlements. Come, you spirits
 474 That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here
 481 And take my milk for gall, your murthering ministers,
 482 Wherever in your sightless substances
 489 Enter Macbeth.
 492 Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!
 493 Thy letters have transported me beyond
 497 Duncan comes here tonight.
 500 LADY MACBETH. O, never
 502 Your face, my Thane, is as a book where men
 503 May read strange matters. To beguile the time,
 505 Your hand, your tongue; look like the innocent flower,
 506 But be the serpent under it. He that's coming
 510 Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
 511 MACBETH. We will speak further.
 513 To alter favor ever is to fear.
 522 Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Banquo, Lennox, Macduff, Ross, Angus,
 528 BANQUO. This guest of summer,
 531 Smells wooingly here. No jutty, frieze,
 534 Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed
 537 Enter Lady Macbeth.
 541 Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you
 544 LADY MACBETH. All our service
 545 In every point twice done, and then done double,
 546 Were poor and single business to contend
 547 Against those honors deep and broad wherewith
 550 We rest your hermits.
 551 DUNCAN. Where's the Thane of Cawdor?
 557 LADY MACBETH. Your servants ever
 572 Enter a Sewer and divers Servants with dishes and service, who pass over
 573 the stage.  Then enter Macbeth.
 575 MACBETH. If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well
 576 It were done quickly. If the assassination
 579 Might be the be-all and the end-all -here,
 580 But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,
 582 We still have judgement here, that we but teach
 586 To our own lips. He's here in double trust:
 589 Who should against his murtherer shut the door,
 596 Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin horsed
 597 Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
 598 Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
 601 Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself
 602 And falls on the other.
 604 Enter Lady Macbeth.
 607 LADY MACBETH. He has almost supp'd. Why have you left the chamber?
 610 MACBETH. We will proceed no further in this business:
 616 Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since?
 630 That made you break this enterprise to me?
 631 When you durst do it, then you were a man,
 632 And, to be more than what you were, you would
 634 Did then adhere, and yet you would make both.
 637 How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me-
 646 Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey
 647 Soundly invite him- his two chamberlains
 649 That memory, the warder of the brain,
 653 What cannot you and I perform upon
 655 His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt
 661 Of his own chamber and used their very daggers,
 663 LADY MACBETH. Who dares receive it other,
 667 Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.
 677 Inverness. Court of Macbeth's castle.
 679 Enter Banquo and Fleance, bearing a torch before him.
 684 FLEANCE. I take't 'tis later, sir.
 685 BANQUO. Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven,
 688 And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers,
 692 Enter Macbeth and a Servant with a torch.
 695 Who's there?
 704 Our will became the servant to defect,
 707 I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters:
 710 Yet, when we can entreat an hour to serve,
 724 She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed.     Exit Servant.
 725 Is this a dagger which I see before me,
 730 A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
 736 Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
 739 Which was not so before. There's no such thing:
 741 Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one half-world
 744 Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd Murther,
 750 Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,
 765 Enter Lady Macbeth.
 770 Which gives the stern'st good night. He is about it:
 774 Whether they live or die.
 775 MACBETH. [Within.] Who's there' what, ho!
 778 Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready;
 780 My father as he slept, I had done't.
 782 Enter Macbeth,
 793 Who lies i' the second chamber?
 797 MACBETH. There's one did laugh in 's sleep, and one cried,
 798 "Murther!"
 799 That they did wake each other. I stood and heard them,
 800 But they did say their prayers and address'd them
 802 LADY MACBETH. There are two lodged together.
 803 MACBETH. One cried, "God bless us!" and "Amen" the other,
 807 LADY MACBETH. Consider it not so deeply.
 808 MACBETH. But wherefore could not I pronounce "Amen"?
 812 After these ways; so, it will make us mad.
 814 Macbeth does murther sleep" -the innocent sleep,
 818 Chief nourisher in life's feast-
 821 "Glamis hath murther'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor
 825 So brainsickly of things. Go, get some water
 827 Why did you bring these daggers from the place?
 828 They must lie there. Go carry them, and smear
 834 Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead
 840 How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
 841 What hands are here? Ha, they pluck out mine eyes!
 843 Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
 847 Re-enter Lady Macbeth.
 851 At the south entry. Retire we to our chamber.
 852 A little water clears us of this deed.
 856 And show us to be watchers. Be not lost
 858 MACBETH. To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself.
 869 Enter a Porter. Knocking within.
 871 PORTER. Here's a knocking indeed! If a man were porter of Hell
 873 Knock, knock, knock! Who's there, i' the name of Belzebub? Here's
 874 a farmer that hanged himself on th' expectation of plenty. Come
 875 in time! Have napkins enow about you; here you'll sweat fort.
 876 [Knocking within.] Knock, knock! Who's there, in th' other
 877 devil's name? Faith, here's an equivocator that could swear in
 878 both the scales against either scale, who committed treason
 881 Who's there? Faith, here's an English tailor come hither, for
 882 stealing out of a French hose. Come in, tailor; here you may
 883 roast your goose. [Knocking within.] Knock, knock! Never at
 885 devil-porter it no further. I had thought to have let in some of
 886 all professions, that go the primrose way to the everlasting
 887 bonfire. [Knocking within.] Anon, anon! I pray you, remember the
 888 porter.
 891 Enter Macduff and Lennox.
 893 MACDUFF. Was it so late, friend, ere you went to bed,
 895 PORTER. Faith, sir, we were carousing till the second cock; and
 896 drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things.
 898 PORTER. Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir,
 900 away the performance. Therefore much drink may be said to be an
 901 equivocator with lechery: it makes him, and it mars him; it sets
 902 him on, and it takes him off; it persuades him and disheartens
 906 PORTER. That it did, sir, i' the very throat on me; but requited
 909 MACDUFF. Is thy master stirring?
 911 Enter Macbeth.
 913 Our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.
 926 For 'tis my limited service.                           Exit.
 929 LENNOX. The night has been unruly. Where we lay,
 930 Our chimneys were blown down, and, as they say,
 932 And prophesying with accents terrible
 936 Was feverous and did shake.
 941 Re-enter Macduff.
 945 MACBETH. LENNOX. What's the matter?
 946 MACDUFF. Confusion now hath made his masterpiece.
 947 Most sacrilegious murther hath broke ope
 952 MACDUFF. Approach the chamber, and destroy your sight
 957 Ring the alarum bell. Murther and treason!
 959 Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,
 965 Enter Lady Macbeth.
 969 The sleepers of the house? Speak, speak!
 973 Would murther as it fell.
 975 Enter Banquo.
 978 Our royal master's murther'd.
 981 BANQUO. Too cruel anywhere.
 985 Re-enter Macbeth and Lennox, with Ross.
 989 There's nothing serious in mortality.
 991 The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
 994 Enter Malcolm and Donalbain.
 999 Is stopped, the very source of it is stopp'd.
1000 MACDUFF. Your royal father's murther'd.
1002 LENNOX. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, had done't.
1003 Their hands and faces were all badged with blood;
1004 So were their daggers, which unwiped we found
1006 They stared, and were distracted; no man's life
1010 MACDUFF. Wherefore did you so?
1011 MACBETH. Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious,
1014 Outrun the pauser reason. Here lay Duncan,
1015 His silver skin laced with his golden blood,
1017 For ruin's wasteful entrance; there, the murtherers,
1018 Steep'd in the colors of their trade, their daggers
1019 Unmannerly breech'd with gore. Who could refrain,
1026 DONALBAIN. [Aside to Malcolm.] What should be spoken here, where
1028 Hid in an auger hole, may rush and seize us?
1036 That suffer in exposure, let us meet
1038 To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us.
1045 And meet i' the hall together.
1052 Shall keep us both the safer. Where we are
1053 There's daggers in men's smiles; the near in blood,
1054 The nearer bloody.
1055 MALCOLM. This murtherous shaft that's shot
1057 Is to avoid the aim. Therefore to horse;
1059 But shift away. There's warrant in that theft
1060 Which steals itself when there's no mercy left.
1069 Enter Ross with an Old Man.
1071 OLD MAN. Threescore and ten I can remember well,
1074 Hath trifled former knowings.
1075 ROSS. Ah, good father,
1084 A falcon towering in her pride of place
1086 ROSS. And Duncan's horses-a thing most strange and certain-
1091 OLD MAN. 'Tis said they eat each other.
1095 Enter Macduff.
1097 Here comes the good Macduff.
1104 MACDUFF. They were suborn'd:
1111 The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.
1114 ROSS. Where is Duncan's body?
1120 ROSS. Well, I will thither.
1121 MACDUFF. Well, may you see things well done there.
1123 Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!
1124 ROSS. Farewell, father.
1136 Enter Banquo.
1141 It should not stand in thy posterity,
1142 But that myself should be the root and father
1143 Of many kings. If there come truth from them
1145 Why, by the verities on thee made good,
1149 Sennet sounds. Enter Macbeth as King, Lady Macbeth
1152 MACBETH. Here's our chief guest.
1156 MACBETH. Tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir,
1161 Forever knit.
1162 MACBETH. Ride you this afternoon?
1165 Which still hath been both grave and prosperous
1169 'Twixt this and supper. Go not my horse the better,
1170 I must become a borrower of the night
1176 Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers
1178 When therewithal we shall have cause of state
1185 Let every man be master of his time
1187 The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself
1188 Till supper time alone. While then, God be with you!
1198 And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,
1200 To act in safety. There is none but he
1201 Whose being I do fear; and under him
1203 Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters
1206 They hail'd him father to a line of kings.
1212 For them the gracious Duncan have I murther'd,
1214 Only for them, and mine eternal jewel
1217 Rather than so, come, Fate, into the list,
1218 And champion me to the utterance! Who's there?
1220 Re-enter Attendant, with two Murtherers.
1222 Now go to the door, and stay there till we call.
1224 Was it not yesterday we spoke together?
1225 FIRST MURTHERER. It was, so please your Highness.
1227 Have you consider'd of my speeches? Know
1229 So under fortune, which you thought had been
1231 In our last conference, pass'd in probation with you:
1232 How you were borne in hand, how cross'd, the instruments,
1236 FIRST MURTHERER. You made it known to us.
1237 MACBETH. I did so, and went further, which is now
1243 And beggar'd yours forever?
1244 FIRST MURTHERER. We are men, my liege.
1247 Shoughs, waterrugs, and demi-wolves are clept
1250 The housekeeper, the hunter, every one
1252 Hath in him closed, whereby he does receive
1261 Which in his death were perfect.
1262 SECOND MURTHERER. I am one, my liege,
1266 FIRST MURTHERER. And I another
1267 So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune,
1272 BOTH MURTHERERS. True, my lord.
1274 That every minute of his being thrusts
1276 With barefaced power sweep him from my sight
1278 For certain friends that are both his and mine,
1284 SECOND MURTHERER. We shall, my lord,
1285 Perform what you command us.
1286 FIRST MURTHERER. Though our lives-
1288 I will advise you where to plant yourselves,
1289 Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time,
1295 Whose absence is no less material to me
1296 Than is his father's, must embrace the fate
1299 BOTH MURTHERERS. We are resolved, my lord.
1301 Exeunt Murtherers.
1311 Enter Lady Macbeth and a Servant.
1314 SERVANT. Ay, madam, but returns again tonight.
1317 SERVANT. Madam, I will.                                  Exit.
1319 Where our desire is got without content.
1320 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy
1323 Enter Macbeth.
1331 She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
1332 Remains in danger of her former tooth.
1333 But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer,
1334 Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep
1335 In the affliction of these terrible dreams
1336 That shake us nightly. Better be with the dead,
1340 After life's fitful fever he sleeps well.
1343 Can touch him further.
1345 Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks;
1351 Must lave our honors in these flattering streams,
1357 LADY MACBETH. But in them nature's copy's not eterne.
1358 MACBETH. There's comfort yet; they are assailable.
1359 Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flown
1360 His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecate's summons
1362 Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done
1367 Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day,
1384 Enter three Murtherers.
1386 FIRST MURTHERER. But who did bid thee join with us?
1387 THIRD MURTHERER. Macbeth.
1388 SECOND MURTHERER. He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers
1391 FIRST MURTHERER. Then stand with us.
1392 The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day;
1393 Now spurs the lated traveler apace
1396 THIRD MURTHERER. Hark! I hear horses.
1397 BANQUO. [Within.] Give us a light there, ho!
1398 SECOND MURTHERER. Then 'tis he; the rest
1401 FIRST MURTHERER. His horses go about.
1402 THIRD MURTHERER. Almost a mile, but he does usually-
1405 SECOND MURTHERER. A light, a light!
1407 Enter Banquo, and Fleance with a torch.
1409 THIRD MURTHERER. 'Tis he.
1410 FIRST MURTHERER. Stand to't.
1412 FIRST MURTHERER. Let it come down.
1414 BANQUO. O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!
1416 THIRD MURTHERER. Who did strike out the light?
1417 FIRST MURTHERER. Wast not the way?
1418 THIRD MURTHERER. There's but one down; the son is fled.
1419 SECOND MURTHERER. We have lost
1421 FIRST MURTHERER. Well, let's away and say how much is done.
1430 Enter Macbeth, Lady Macbeth, Ross, Lennox, Lords, and Attendants.
1437 Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time
1438 We will require her welcome.
1442 Enter first Murtherer to the door.
1444 MACBETH. See, they encounter thee with their hearts' thanks.
1445 Both sides are even; here I'll sit i' the midst.
1447 The table round. [Approaches the door.] There's blood upon thy
1449 MURTHERER. 'Tis Banquo's then.
1450 MACBETH. 'Tis better thee without than he within.
1452 MURTHERER. My lord, his throat is cut; that I did for him.
1456 MURTHERER. Most royal sir,
1458 MACBETH. [Aside.] Then comes my fit again. I had else been perfect,
1460 As broad and general as the casing air;
1463 MURTHERER. Ay, my good lord. Safe in a ditch he bides,
1467 There the grown serpent lies; the worm that's fled
1471 Exit Murtherer.
1473 You do not give the cheer. The feast is sold
1475 'Tis given with welcome. To feed were best at home;
1476 From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony;
1477 Meeting were bare without it.
1478 MACBETH. Sweet remembrancer!
1483 The Ghost of Banquo enters and sits in Macbeth's place.
1485 MACBETH. Here had we now our country's honor roof'd,
1486 Were the graced person of our Banquo present,
1487 Who may I rather challenge for unkindness
1493 LENNOX. Here is a place reserved, sir.
1494 MACBETH. Where?
1495 LENNOX. Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your Highness?
1498 MACBETH. Thou canst not say I did it; never shake
1509 LADY MACBETH. O proper stuff!
1510 This is the very painting of your fear;
1511 This is the air-drawn dagger which you said
1514 A woman's story at a winter's fire,
1515 Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!
1518 MACBETH. Prithee, see there! Behold! Look! Lo! How say you?
1524 MACBETH. If I stand here, I saw him.
1526 MACBETH. Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time,
1527 Ere humane statute purged the gentle weal;
1528 Ay, and since too, murthers have been perform'd
1529 Too terrible for the ear. The time has been,
1530 That, when the brains were out, the man would die,
1531 And there an end; but now they rise again,
1532 With twenty mortal murthers on their crowns,
1534 Than such a murther is.
1542 I drink to the general joy o' the whole table,
1544 Would he were here! To all and him we thirst,
1548 Re-enter Ghost.
1554 LADY MACBETH. Think of this, good peers,
1555 But as a thing of custom. 'Tis no other,
1559 The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger;
1560 Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
1561 Shall never tremble. Or be alive again,
1562 And dare me to the desert with thy sword.
1565 Unreal mockery, hence!                           Exit Ghost.
1569 With most admired disorder.
1571 And overcome us like a summer's cloud,
1572 Without our special wonder? You make me strange
1580 Stand not upon the order of your going,
1582 LENNOX. Good night, and better health
1588 Augures and understood relations have
1592 MACBETH. How say'st thou, that Macduff denies his person
1596 There's not a one of them but in his house
1597 I keep a servant feed. I will tomorrow,
1598 And betimes I will, to the weird sisters.
1603 Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
1605 Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
1615 A heath. Thunder.
1617 Enter the three Witches, meeting Hecate.
1619 FIRST WITCH. Why, how now, Hecate? You look angerly.
1621 Saucy and overbold? How did you dare
1625 The close contriver of all harms,
1626 Was never call'd to bear my part,
1630 Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do,
1633 And at the pit of Acheron
1634 Meet me i' the morning. Thither he
1637 Your charms and everything beside.
1640 Great business must be wrought ere noon:
1641 Upon the corner of the moon
1642 There hangs a vaporous drop profound;
1643 I'll catch it ere it come to ground.
1665 Enter Lennox and another Lord.
1667 LENNOX. My former speeches have but hit your thoughts,
1668 Which can interpret farther; only I say
1676 To kill their gracious father? Damned fact!
1679 That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep?
1681 For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive
1684 That, had he Duncan's sons under his key-
1686 What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance.
1690 Where he bestows himself?
1696 Takes from his high respect. Thither Macduff
1698 To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward;
1705 Hath so exasperate the King that he
1709 The cloudy messenger turns me his back,
1711 That clogs me with this answer."
1716 His message ere he come, that a swift blessing
1717 May soon return to this our suffering country
1718 Under a hand accursed!
1719 LORD. I'll send my prayers with him.
1727 A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder.
1729 Enter the three Witches.
1732 THIRD WITCH. Harpier cries, "'Tis time, 'tis time."
1735 Toad, that under cold stone
1737 Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
1745 Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
1747 For a charm of powerful trouble,
1755 Liver of blaspheming Jew,
1757 Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse,
1759 Finger of birth-strangled babe
1760 Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
1762 Add thereto a tiger's chawdron,
1769 Enter Hecate to the other three Witches.
1772 And everyone shall share i' the gains.
1781 Whoever knocks!
1783 Enter Macbeth.
1789 (Howeer you come to know it) answer me:
1794 Though castles topple on their warders' heads,
1797 Of nature's germaines tumble all together
1798 Even till destruction sicken, answer me
1802 THIRD WITCH. We'll answer.
1803 FIRST WITCH. Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,
1804 Or from our masters'?
1807 Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten
1808 From the murtherer's gibbet throw
1813 Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head.
1815 MACBETH. Tell me, thou unknown power-
1821 MACBETH. Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;
1823 FIRST WITCH. He will not be commanded. Here's another,
1826 Thunder. Second Apparition: a bloody Child.
1831 The power of man, for none of woman born
1837 And sleep in spite of thunder.
1839 Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned,
1845 And top of sovereignty?
1848 Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are.
1849 Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
1852 MACBETH. That will never be.
1855 Rebellion's head, rise never till the Wood
1860 Can tell so much, shall Banquo's issue ever
1864 And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know.
1878 Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first.
1879 A third is like the former. Filthy hags!
1882 Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more!
1887 For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
1891 Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
1894 While you perform your antic round,
1899 MACBETH. are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
1901 Come in, without there!
1903 Enter Lennox.
1906 MACBETH. Saw you the weird sisters?
1910 MACBETH. Infected be the 'air whereon they ride,
1918 The flighty purpose never is o'ertook
1920 The very firstlings of my heart shall be
1928 But no more sights! -Where are these gentlemen?
1929 Come, bring me where they are.                       Exeunt.
1937 Enter Lady Macduff, her Son, and Ross.
1945 Whether it was his wisdom or his fear.
1951 Her young ones in her nest, against the owl.
1953 As little is the wisdom, where the flight
1958 The fits o' the season. I dare not speak much further;
1964 Shall not be long but I'll be here again.
1966 To what they were before. My pretty cousin,
1968 LADY MACDUFF. Father'd he is, and yet he's fatherless.
1969 ROSS. I am so much a fool, should I stay longer,
1972 LADY MACDUFF. Sirrah, your father's dead.
1974 SON. As birds do, Mother.
1977 LADY MACDUFF. Poor bird! Thou'ldst never fear the net nor lime,
1979 SON. Why should I, Mother? Poor birds they are not set for.
1980 My father is not dead, for all your saying.
1981 LADY MACDUFF. Yes, he is dead. How wilt thou do for father?
1987 SON. Was my father a traitor, Mother?
1992 LADY MACDUFF. Everyone that does so is a traitor and must be
1995 LADY MACDUFF. Everyone.
1998 SON. Then the liars and swearers are fools, for there are liars and
1999 swearers enow to beat the honest men and hang up them.
2001 for a father?
2002 SON. If he were dead, you'ld weep for him; if you would not, it
2003 were a good sign that I should quickly have a new father.
2004 LADY MACDUFF. Poor prattler, how thou talk'st!
2006 Enter a Messenger.
2008 MESSENGER. Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known,
2009 Though in your state of honor I am perfect.
2010 I doubt some danger does approach you nearly.
2012 Be not found here; hence, with your little ones.
2014 To do worse to you were fell cruelty,
2015 Which is too nigh your person. Heaven preserve you!
2016 I dare abide no longer.                                Exit.
2017 LADY MACDUFF. Whither should I fly?
2018 I have done no harm. But I remember now
2019 I am in this earthly world, where to do harm
2021 Accounted dangerous folly. Why then, alas,
2025 Enter Murtherers.
2027 FIRST MURTHERER. Where is your husband?
2029 Where such as thou mayst find him.
2030 FIRST MURTHERER. He's a traitor.
2032 FIRST MURTHERER. What, you egg!
2034 Young fry of treachery!
2035 SON. He has kill'd me, Mother.
2037 Exit Lady Macduff, crying "Murther!"
2038 Exeunt Murtherers, following her.
2046 Enter Malcolm and Macduff.
2048 MALCOLM. Let us seek out some desolate shade and there
2050 MACDUFF. Let us rather
2060 What you have spoke, it may be so perchance.
2061 This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,
2064 You may deserve of him through me, and wisdom
2065 To offer up a weak, poor, innocent lamb
2067 MACDUFF. I am not treacherous.
2070 In an imperial charge. But I shall crave your pardon;
2076 MALCOLM. Perchance even there where I did find my doubts.
2082 Whatever I shall think.
2086 The title is affeer'd. Fare thee well, lord.
2094 Is added to her wounds. I think withal
2095 There would be hands uplifted in my right;
2096 And here from gracious England have I offer
2101 More suffer and more sundry ways than ever,
2115 Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin
2116 That has a name. But there's no bottom, none,
2117 In my voluptuousness. Your wives, your daughters,
2119 The cestern of my lust, and my desire
2120 All continent impediments would o'erbear
2121 That did oppose my will. Better Macbeth
2123 MACDUFF. Boundless intemperance
2130 We have willing dames enough; there cannot be
2134 MALCOLM. With this there grows
2136 A stanchless avarice that, were I King,
2138 Desire his jewels and this other's house,
2140 To make me hunger more, that I should forge
2144 Sticks deeper, grows with more pernicious root
2145 Than summer-seeming lust, and it hath been
2148 Of your mere own. All these are portable,
2149 With other graces weigh'd.
2151 As justice, verity, temperance, stableness,
2152 Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness,
2155 In the division of each several crime,
2156 Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should
2158 Uproar the universal peace, confound
2161 MALCOLM. If such a one be fit to govern, speak.
2163 MACDUFF. Fit to govern?
2164 No, not to live. O nation miserable!
2165 With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd,
2168 By his own interdiction stands accursed
2169 And does blaspheme his breed? Thy royal father
2171 Oftener upon her knees than on her feet,
2172 Died every day she lived. Fare thee well!
2175 Thy hope ends here!
2181 Into his power, and modest wisdom plucks me
2182 From over-credulous haste. But God above
2185 Unspeak mine own detraction; here abjure
2187 For strangers to my nature. I am yet
2188 Unknown to woman, never was forsworn,
2195 Whither indeed, before thy here-approach,
2198 Now we'll together, and the chance of goodness
2203 Enter a Doctor.
2206 DOCTOR. Ay, sir, there are a crew of wretched souls
2215 Which often, since my here-remain in England,
2218 All swol'n and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye,
2219 The mere despair of surgery, he cures,
2221 Put on with holy prayers; and 'tis spoken,
2228 Enter Ross.
2230 MACDUFF. See, who comes here?
2232 MACDUFF. My ever gentle cousin, welcome hither.
2234 The means that makes us strangers!
2236 MACDUFF. Stands Scotland where it did?
2239 Be call'd our mother, but our grave. Where nothing,
2241 Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rend the air,
2242 Are made, not mark'd; where violent sorrow seems
2243 A modern ecstasy. The dead man's knell
2244 Is there scarce ask'd for who, and good men's lives
2245 Expire before the flowers in their caps,
2246 Dying or ere they sicken.
2250 ROSS. That of an hour's age doth hiss the speaker;
2256 MACDUFF. The tyrant has not batter'd at their peace?
2257 ROSS. No, they were well at peace when I did leave 'em.
2259 ROSS. When I came hither to transport the tidings,
2260 Which I have heavily borne, there ran a rumor
2261 Of many worthy fellows that were out,
2262 Which was to my belief witness'd the rather,
2263 For that I saw the tyrant's power afoot.
2265 Would create soldiers, make our women fight,
2268 We are coming thither. Gracious England hath
2270 An older and a better soldier none
2272 ROSS. Would I could answer
2274 That would be howl'd out in the desert air,
2275 Where hearing should not latch them.
2276 MACDUFF. What concern they?
2277 The general cause? Or is it a fee-grief
2281 Pertains to you alone.
2284 ROSS. Let not your ears despise my tongue forever,
2286 That ever yet they heard.
2289 Savagely slaughter'd. To relate the manner
2290 Were, on the quarry of these murther'd deer,
2292 MALCOLM. Merciful heaven!
2293 What, man! Neer pull your hat upon your brows;
2295 Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
2297 ROSS. Wife, children, servants, all
2312 I cannot but remember such things were
2313 That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on,
2315 They were all struck for thee! Naught that I am,
2316 Not for their own demerits, but for mine,
2317 Fell slaughter on their souls. Heaven rest them now!
2319 Convert to anger; blunt not the heart, enrage it.
2322 Cut short all intermission; front to front
2327 Come, go we to the King; our power is ready,
2329 Is ripe for shaking, and the powers above
2330 Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may,
2331 The night is long that never finds the day.          Exeunt.
2338 Dunsinane. Anteroom in the castle.
2340 Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting Gentlewoman.
2342 DOCTOR. I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive no
2344 GENTLEWOMAN. Since his Majesty went into the field, have seen her
2345 rise from her bed, throw her nightgown upon her, unlock her
2346 closet, take forth paper, fold it, write upon't, read it,
2347 afterwards seal it, and again return to bed; yet all this while
2349 DOCTOR. A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once the
2350 benefit of sleep and do the effects of watching! In this slumbery
2351 agitation, besides her walking and other actual performances,
2352 what, at any time, have you heard her say?
2353 GENTLEWOMAN. That, sir, which I will not report after her.
2355 GENTLEWOMAN. Neither to you nor anyone, having no witness to
2358 Enter Lady Macbeth with a taper.
2360 Lo you, here she comes! This is her very guise, and, upon my
2361 life, fast asleep. Observe her; stand close.
2363 GENTLEWOMAN. Why, it stood by her. She has light by her
2364 continually; 'tis her command.
2365 DOCTOR. You see, her eyes are open.
2367 DOCTOR. What is it she does now? Look how she rubs her hands.
2368 GENTLEWOMAN. It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus
2369 washing her hands. I have known her continue in this a quarter of
2371 LADY MACBETH. Yet here's a spot.
2372 DOCTOR. Hark, she speaks! I will set down what comes from her, to
2375 time to do't. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie! A soldier, and
2377 power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have
2380 LADY MACBETH. The Thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What,
2381 will these hands neer be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more
2386 LADY MACBETH. Here's the smell of the blood still. All the perfumes
2388 DOCTOR. What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged.
2400 LADY MACBETH. To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate. Come,
2406 DOCTOR. Foul whisperings are abroad. Unnatural deeds
2410 God, God, forgive us all! Look after her;
2411 Remove from her the means of all annoyance,
2412 And still keep eyes upon her. So good night.
2424 Enter Menteith, Caithness, Angus, Lennox, and Soldiers.
2426 MENTEITH. The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,
2433 CAITHNESS. Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother?
2434 LENNOX. For certain, sir, he is not; I have a file
2435 Of all the gentry. There is Seward's son
2440 Some say he's mad; others, that lesser hate him,
2441 Do call it valiant fury; but, for certain,
2442 He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause
2445 His secret murthers sticking on his hands,
2452 His pester'd senses to recoil and start,
2454 Itself for being there?
2456 To give obedience where 'tis truly owed.
2461 To dew the sovereign flower and drown the weeds.
2470 Enter Macbeth, Doctor, and Attendants.
2478 Shall e'er have power upon thee." Then fly, false Thanes,
2481 Shall never sag with doubt nor shake with fear.
2483 Enter a Servant.
2486 Where got'st thou that goose look?
2487 SERVANT. There is ten thousand-
2489 SERVANT. Soldiers, sir.
2490 MACBETH. Go prick thy face and over-red thy fear,
2491 Thou lily-liver'd boy. What soldiers, patch?
2493 Are counselors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face?
2494 SERVANT. The English force, so please you.
2495 MACBETH. Take thy face hence.                    Exit Servant.
2498 Will cheer me ever or disseat me now.
2508 Enter Seyton.
2522 That keep her from her rest.
2523 MACBETH. Cure her of that.
2524 Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,
2528 Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff
2530 DOCTOR. Therein the patient
2531 Must minister to himself.
2536 The water of my land, find her disease
2538 I would applaud thee to the very echo,
2544 MACBETH. Bring it after me.
2547 DOCTOR. [Aside.] Were I from Dunsinane away and clear,
2548 Profit again should hardly draw me here.             Exeunt.
2556 Enter Malcolm, old Seward and his Son, Macduff, Menteith, Caithness,
2557 Angus, Lennox, Ross, and Soldiers, marching.
2560 That chambers will be safe.
2564 MALCOLM. Let every soldier hew him down a bough,
2565 And bear't before him; thereby shall we shadow
2566 The numbers of our host, and make discovery
2567 Err in report of us.
2568 SOLDIERS. It shall be done.
2569 SIWARD. We learn no other but the confident tyrant
2573 For where there is advantage to be given,
2575 And none serve with him but constrained things
2579 Industrious soldiership.
2584 But certain issue strokes must arbitrate.
2594 Enter Macbeth, Seyton, and Soldiers, with drum and colors.
2596 MACBETH. Hang out our banners on the outward walls;
2598 Will laugh a siege to scorn. Here let them lie
2600 Were they not forced with those that should be ours,
2610 As life were in't. I have supp'd full with horrors;
2611 Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts,
2614 Re-enter Seyton.
2615 Wherefore was that cry?
2617 MACBETH. She should have died hereafter;
2618 There would have been a time for such a word.
2622 And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
2624 Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
2630 Enter a Messenger.
2633 MESSENGER. Gracious my lord,
2637 MESSENGER. As I did stand my watch upon the hill,
2641 MESSENGER. Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so.
2654 There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
2656 And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.
2666 Enter Malcolm, old Siward, Macduff, and their Army, with boughs.
2674 According to our order.
2676 Do we but find the tyrant's power tonight,
2679 Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
2688 Enter Macbeth.
2695 Enter young Siward.
2699 YOUNG SIWARD. No, though thou call'st thyself a hotter name
2712 Alarums. Enter Macduff.
2717 I cannot strike at wretched kerns, whose arms
2718 Are hired to bear their staves. Either thou, Macbeth,
2719 Or else my sword, with an unbatter'd edge,
2720 I sheathe again undeeded. There thou shouldst be;
2721 By this great clatter, one of greatest note
2725 Enter Malcolm and old Siward.
2727 SIWARD. This way, my lord; the castle's gently render'd.
2734 SIWARD. Enter, sir, the castle.
2741 Another part of the field.
2743 Enter Macbeth.
2747 Do better upon them.
2749 Enter Macduff.
2756 My voice is in my sword, thou bloodier villain
2757 Than terms can give thee out!                    They fight.
2761 Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests;
2765 And let the angel whom thou still hast served
2766 Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb
2769 For it hath cow'd my better part of man!
2771 That patter with us in a double sense,
2776 We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are,
2777 Painted upon a pole, and underwrit,
2778 "Here may you see the tyrant."
2794 Retreat. Flourish. Enter, with drum and colors, Malcolm, old Siward, Ross,
2795 the other Thanes, and Soldiers.
2797 MALCOLM. I would the friends we miss were safe arrived.
2801 ROSS. Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt.
2803 The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd
2804 In the unshrinking station where he fought,
2812 SIWARD. Why then, God's soldier be he!
2814 I would not wish them to a fairer death.
2820 And so God be with him! Here comes newer comfort.
2822 Re-enter Macduff, with Macbeth's head.
2824 MACDUFF. Hail, King, for so thou art. Behold where stands
2825 The usurper's cursed head. The time is free.
2832 Before we reckon with your several loves
2834 Henceforth be Earls, the first that ever Scotland
2839 Producing forth the cruel ministers
2840 Of this dead butcher and his fiend-like queen,
2842 Took off her life; this, and what needful else
2844 We will perform in measure, time, and place.

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   2 A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
   8 DRAMATIS PERSONAE
  11 EGEUS, father to Hermia
  12 LYSANDER, in love with Hermia
  13 DEMETRIUS, in love with Hermia
  14 PHILOSTRATE, Master of the Revels to Theseus
  15 QUINCE, a carpenter
  16 SNUG, a joiner
  17 BOTTOM, a weaver
  18 FLUTE, a bellows-mender
  19 SNOUT, a tinker
  23 HERMIA, daughter to Egeus, in love with Lysander
  26 OBERON, King of the Fairies
  37 Other Fairies attending their King and Queen
  51 Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and ATTENDANTS
  55 Another moon; but, O, methinks, how slow
  56 This old moon wanes! She lingers my desires,
  57 Like to a step-dame or a dowager,
  58 Long withering out a young man's revenue.
  61 And then the moon, like to a silver bow
  65 Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments;
  66 Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;
  67 Turn melancholy forth to funerals;
  71 But I will wed thee in another key,
  74 Enter EGEUS, and his daughter HERMIA, LYSANDER,
  80 Against my child, my daughter Hermia.
  82 This man hath my consent to marry her.
  83 Stand forth, Lysander. And, my gracious Duke,
  85 Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes,
  86 And interchang'd love-tokens with my child;
  87 Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung,
  88 With feigning voice, verses of feigning love,
  89 And stol'n the impression of her fantasy
  91 Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats- messengers
  93 With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart;
  94 Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me,
  96 Be it so she will not here before your Grace
  99 As she is mine I may dispose of her;
 100 Which shall be either to this gentleman
 101 Or to her death, according to our law
 103 THESEUS. What say you, Hermia? Be advis'd, fair maid.
 104 To you your father should be as a god;
 107 By him imprinted, and within his power
 110 HERMIA. So is Lysander.
 112 But, in this kind, wanting your father's voice,
 113 The other must be held the worthier.
 114 HERMIA. I would my father look'd but with my eyes.
 115 THESEUS. Rather your eyes must with his judgment look.
 116 HERMIA. I do entreat your Grace to pardon me.
 117 I know not by what power I am made bold,
 118 Nor how it may concern my modesty
 119 In such a presence here to plead my thoughts;
 123 THESEUS. Either to die the death, or to abjure
 124 For ever the society of men.
 125 Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires,
 127 Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice,
 128 You can endure the livery of a nun,
 129 For aye to be shady cloister mew'd,
 130 To live a barren sister all your life,
 132 Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood
 133 To undergo such maiden pilgrimage;
 134 But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd
 135 Than that which withering on the virgin thorn
 137 HERMIA. So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord,
 138 Ere I will yield my virgin patent up
 140 My soul consents not to give sovereignty.
 143 For everlasting bond of fellowship-
 144 Upon that day either prepare to die
 145 For disobedience to your father's will,
 148 For aye austerity and single life.
 149 DEMETRIUS. Relent, sweet Hermia; and, Lysander, yield
 150 Thy crazed title to my certain right.
 151 LYSANDER. You have her father's love, Demetrius;
 152 Let me have Hermia's; do you marry him.
 153 EGEUS. Scornful Lysander, true, he hath my love;
 154 And what is mine my love shall render him;
 155 And she is mine; and all my right of her
 157 LYSANDER. I am, my lord, as well deriv'd as he,
 159 My fortunes every way as fairly rank'd,
 162 I am belov'd of beauteous Hermia.
 165 Made love to Nedar's daughter, Helena,
 166 And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes,
 170 And with Demetrius thought to have spoke thereof;
 171 But, being over-full of self-affairs,
 175 For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself
 176 To fit your fancies to your father's will,
 180 Come, my Hippolyta; what cheer, my love?
 183 Against our nuptial, and confer with you
 184 Of something nearly that concerns yourselves.
 186 Exeunt all but LYSANDER and HERMIA
 187 LYSANDER. How now, my love! Why is your cheek so pale?
 188 How chance the roses there do fade so fast?
 189 HERMIA. Belike for want of rain, which I could well
 191 LYSANDER. Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,
 192 Could ever hear by tale or history,
 193 The course of true love never did run smooth;
 194 But either it was different in blood-
 195 HERMIA. O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low.
 196 LYSANDER. Or else misgraffed in respect of years-
 197 HERMIA. O spite! too old to be engag'd to young.
 198 LYSANDER. Or else it stood upon the choice of friends-
 199 HERMIA. O hell! to choose love by another's eyes.
 200 LYSANDER. Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
 206 And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
 209 HERMIA. If then true lovers have ever cross'd,
 214 Wishes and tears, poor Fancy's followers.
 215 LYSANDER. A good persuasion; therefore, hear me, Hermia.
 216 I have a widow aunt, a dowager
 218 From Athens is her house remote seven leagues-
 219 And she respects me as her only son.
 220 There, gentle Hermia, may I marry thee;
 223 Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow night;
 225 Where I did meet thee once with Helena
 226 To do observance to a morn of May,
 227 There will I stay for thee.
 228 HERMIA. My good Lysander!
 232 By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves,
 234 When the false Troyan under sail was seen,
 235 By all the vows that ever men have broke,
 236 In number more than ever women spoke,
 239 LYSANDER. Keep promise, love. Look, here comes Helena.
 241 Enter HELENA
 243 HERMIA. God speed fair Helena! Whither away?
 247 More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear,
 249 Sickness is catching; O, were favour so,
 250 Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go!
 253 Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated,
 257 HERMIA. I frown upon him, yet he loves me still.
 259 HERMIA. I give him curses, yet he gives me love.
 260 HELENA. O that my prayers could such affection move!
 261 HERMIA. The more I hate, the more he follows me.
 263 HERMIA. His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine.
 264 HELENA. None, but your beauty; would that fault were mine!
 265 HERMIA. Take comfort: he no more shall see my face;
 266 Lysander and myself will fly this place.
 267 Before the time I did Lysander see,
 271 LYSANDER. Helen, to you our minds we will unfold:
 273 Her silver visage in the wat'ry glass,
 275 A time that lovers' flights doth still conceal,
 277 HERMIA. And in the wood where often you and I
 278 Upon faint primrose beds were wont to lie,
 280 There my Lysander and myself shall meet;
 282 To seek new friends and stranger companies.
 285 Keep word, Lysander; we must starve our sight
 286 From lovers' food till morrow deep midnight.
 287 LYSANDER. I will, my Hermia. [Exit HERMIA] Helena, adieu;
 289 HELENA. How happy some o'er other some can be!
 293 And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes,
 298 And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
 301 And therefore is Love said to be a child,
 304 So the boy Love is perjur'd everywhere;
 305 For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne,
 307 And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,
 309 I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight;
 311 Pursue her; and for this intelligence
 313 But herein mean I to enrich my pain,
 314 To have his sight thither and back again.               Exit
 322 Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING
 324 QUINCE. Is all our company here?
 325 BOTTOM. You were best to call them generally, man by man, according
 327 QUINCE. Here is the scroll of every man's name which is thought
 328 fit, through all Athens, to play in our interlude before the Duke
 330 BOTTOM. First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treats on; then
 334 BOTTOM. A very good piece of work, I assure you, and a merry. Now,
 335 good Peter Quince, call forth your actors by the scroll. Masters,
 337 QUINCE. Answer, as I call you. Nick Bottom, the weaver.
 340 BOTTOM. What is Pyramus? A lover, or a tyrant?
 341 QUINCE. A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love.
 342 BOTTOM. That will ask some tears in the true performing of it. If I
 345 for a tyrant. I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to tear a cat
 349 And shivering shocks
 358 This was lofty. Now name the rest of the players. This is
 359 Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein: a lover is more condoling.
 360 QUINCE. Francis Flute, the bellows-mender.
 361 FLUTE. Here, Peter Quince.
 370 [Then speaking small] 'Ah Pyramus, my lover dear! Thy
 375 STARVELING. Here, Peter Quince.
 376 QUINCE. Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's mother.
 377 Tom Snout, the tinker.
 378 SNOUT. Here, Peter Quince.
 379 QUINCE. You, Pyramus' father; myself, Thisby's father; Snug, the
 380 joiner, you, the lion's part. And, I hope, here is a play fitted.
 387 QUINCE. An you should do it too terribly, you would fright the
 388 Duchess and the ladies, that they would shriek; and that were
 390 ALL. That would hang us, every mother's son.
 394 as any sucking dove; I will roar you an 'twere any nightingale.
 396 sweet-fac'd man; a proper man, as one shall see in a summer's
 397 day; a most lovely gentleman-like man; therefore you must needs
 399 BOTTOM. Well, I will undertake it. What beard were I best to play
 402 BOTTOM. I will discharge it in either your straw-colour beard, your
 404 French-crown-colour beard, your perfect yellow.
 406 you will play bare-fac'd. But, masters, here are your parts; and
 409 the town, by moonlight; there will we rehearse; for if we meet in
 411 In the meantime I will draw a bill of properties, such as our
 413 BOTTOM. We will meet; and there we may rehearse most obscenely and
 414 courageously. Take pains; be perfect; adieu.
 425 Enter a FAIRY at One door, and PUCK at another
 427 PUCK. How now, spirit! whither wander you?
 428 FAIRY.      Over hill, over dale,
 429 Thorough bush, thorough brier,
 430 Over park, over pale,
 432 I do wander every where,
 433 Swifter than the moon's sphere;
 434 And I serve the Fairy Queen,
 435 To dew her orbs upon the green.
 436 The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
 441 I must go seek some dewdrops here,
 442 And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
 444 Our Queen and all her elves come here anon.
 445 PUCK. The King doth keep his revels here to-night;
 447 For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,
 448 Because that she as her attendant hath
 450 She never had so sweet a changeling;
 451 And jealous Oberon would have the child
 453 But she perforce withholds the loved boy,
 454 Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all her joy.
 455 And now they never meet in grove or green,
 458 Creep into acorn cups and hide them there.
 459 FAIRY. Either I mistake your shape and making quite,
 462 That frights the maidens of the villagery,
 463 Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern,
 466 Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?
 471 I am that merry wanderer of the night.
 472 I jest to Oberon, and make him smile
 476 In very likeness of a roasted crab,
 477 And, when she drinks, against her lips I bob,
 478 And on her withered dewlap pour the ale.
 481 Then slip I from her bum, down topples she,
 485 A merrier hour was never wasted there.
 486 But room, fairy, here comes Oberon.
 487 FAIRY. And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!
 489 Enter OBERON at one door, with his TRAIN, and TITANIA,
 490 at another, with hers
 492 OBERON. Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.
 493 TITANIA. What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence;
 495 OBERON. Tarry, rash wanton; am not I thy lord?
 499 Playing on pipes of corn, and versing love
 500 To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here,
 505 To give their bed joy and prosperity?
 506 OBERON. How canst thou thus, for shame, Titania,
 509 Didst not thou lead him through the glimmering night
 510 From Perigouna, whom he ravished?
 513 TITANIA. These are the forgeries of jealousy;
 514 And never, since the middle summer's spring,
 520 Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain,
 523 Hath every pelting river made so proud
 524 That they have overborne their continents.
 525 The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain,
 527 Hath rotted ere his youth attain'd a beard;
 533 The human mortals want their winter here;
 535 Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,
 536 Pale in her anger, washes all the air,
 538 And thorough this distemperature we see
 539 The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts
 542 An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds
 543 Is, as in mockery, set. The spring, the summer,
 544 The childing autumn, angry winter, change
 545 Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world,
 550 OBERON. Do you amend it, then; it lies in you.
 551 Why should Titania cross her Oberon?
 556 His mother was a vot'ress of my order;
 560 Marking th' embarked traders on the flood;
 564 Following- her womb then rich with my young squire-
 567 As from a voyage, rich with merchandise.
 569 And for her sake do I rear up her boy;
 570 And for her sake I will not part with him.
 571 OBERON. How long within this wood intend you stay?
 572 TITANIA. Perchance till after Theseus' wedding-day.
 576 OBERON. Give me that boy and I will go with thee.
 578 We shall chide downright if I longer stay.
 579 Exit TITANIA with her train
 580 OBERON. Well, go thy way; thou shalt not from this grove
 582 My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememb'rest
 584 And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back
 585 Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath
 586 That the rude sea grew civil at her song,
 587 And certain stars shot madly from their spheres
 589 PUCK. I remember.
 590 OBERON. That very time I saw, but thou couldst not,
 592 Cupid, all arm'd; a certain aim he took
 595 As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts;
 596 But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft
 598 And the imperial vot'ress passed on,
 600 Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell.
 601 It fell upon a little western flower,
 604 Fetch me that flow'r, the herb I showed thee once.
 608 Fetch me this herb, and be thou here again
 609 Ere the leviathan can swim a league.
 612 OBERON. Having once this juice,
 614 And drop the liquor of it in her eyes;
 619 And ere I take this charm from off her sight,
 620 As I can take it with another herb,
 621 I'll make her render up her page to me.
 622 But who comes here? I am invisible;
 623 And I will overhear their conference.
 625 Enter DEMETRIUS, HELENA following him
 627 DEMETRIUS. I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.
 628 Where is Lysander and fair Hermia?
 629 The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me.
 630 Thou told'st me they were stol'n unto this wood,
 631 And here am I, and wood within this wood,
 632 Because I cannot meet my Hermia.
 636 Is true as steel. Leave you your power to draw,
 637 And I shall have no power to follow you.
 639 Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth
 647 What worser place can I beg in your love,
 657 And the ill counsel of a desert place,
 661 Therefore I think I am not in the night;
 665 When all the world is here to look on me?
 667 And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts.
 672 Makes speed to catch the tiger- bootless speed,
 681 We should be woo'd, and were not made to woo.
 685 OBERON. Fare thee well, nymph; ere he do leave this grove,
 688 Re-enter PUCK
 690 Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer.
 691 PUCK. Ay, there it is.
 692 OBERON. I pray thee give it me.
 693 I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
 694 Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
 695 Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
 697 There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
 698 Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;
 699 And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin,
 701 And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes,
 702 And make her full of hateful fantasies.
 710 More fond on her than she upon her love.
 711 And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow.
 712 PUCK. Fear not, my lord; your servant shall do so.      Exeunt
 718 Another part of the wood
 720 Enter TITANIA, with her train
 724 Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds;
 725 Some war with rere-mice for their leathern wings,
 727 The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders
 740 Never harm
 744 SECOND FAIRY.  Weaving spiders, come not here;
 745 Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence.
 752 Enter OBERON and squeezes the flower on TITANIA'S eyelids
 754 OBERON. What thou seest when thou dost wake,
 763 Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA
 765 LYSANDER. Fair love, you faint with wand'ring in the wood;
 767 We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good,
 769 HERMIA. Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed,
 771 LYSANDER. One turf shall serve as pillow for us both;
 773 HERMIA. Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my dear,
 774 Lie further off yet; do not lie so near.
 775 LYSANDER. O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence!
 776 Love takes the meaning in love's conference.
 779 Two bosoms interchained with an oath,
 782 For lying so, Hermia, I do not lie.
 783 HERMIA. Lysander riddles very prettily.
 784 Now much beshrew my manners and my pride,
 785 If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied!
 787 Lie further off, in human modesty;
 791 Thy love ne'er alter till thy sweet life end!
 792 LYSANDER. Amen, amen, to that fair prayer say I;
 794 Here is my bed; sleep give thee all his rest!
 795 HERMIA. With half that wish the wisher's eyes be press'd!
 798 Enter PUCK
 803 This flower's force in stirring love.
 804 Night and silence- Who is here?
 806 This is he, my master said,
 808 And here the maiden, sleeping sound,
 813 All the power this charm doth owe:
 817 For I must now to Oberon.                      Exit
 819 Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA, running
 824 DEMETRIUS. Stay on thy peril; I alone will go.            Exit
 826 The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.
 827 Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies,
 829 How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears;
 830 If so, my eyes are oft'ner wash'd than hers.
 833 Therefore no marvel though Demetrius
 834 Do, as a monster, fly my presence thus.
 836 Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne?
 837 But who is here? Lysander! on the ground!
 839 Lysander, if you live, good sir, awake.
 840 LYSANDER. [Waking] And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake.
 843 Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word
 844 Is that vile name to perish on my sword!
 845 HELENA. Do not say so, Lysander; say not so.
 846 What though he love your Hermia? Lord, what though?
 847 Yet Hermia still loves you; then be content.
 848 LYSANDER. Content with Hermia! No: I do repent
 849 The tedious minutes I with her have spent.
 850 Not Hermia but Helena I love:
 853 And reason says you are the worthier maid.
 858 And leads me to your eyes, where I o'erlook
 860 HELENA. Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?
 861 When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?
 863 That I did never, no, nor never can,
 864 Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye,
 867 In such disdainful manner me to woo.
 868 But fare you well; perforce I must confess
 871 Should of another therefore be abus'd!                  Exit
 872 LYSANDER. She sees not Hermia. Hermia, sleep thou there;
 873 And never mayst thou come Lysander near!
 876 Or as the heresies that men do leave
 878 So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,
 880 And, all my powers, address your love and might
 881 To honour Helen, and to be her knight!                  Exit
 882 HERMIA. [Starting] Help me, Lysander, help me; do thy best
 883 To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast.
 884 Ay me, for pity! What a dream was here!
 885 Lysander, look how I do quake with fear.
 886 Methought a serpent eat my heart away,
 888 Lysander! What, remov'd? Lysander! lord!
 890 Alack, where are you? Speak, an if you hear;
 892 No? Then I well perceive you are not nigh.
 893 Either death or you I'll find immediately.              Exit
 902 Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING
 905 QUINCE. Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous convenient place for our
 909 BOTTOM. Peter Quince!
 911 BOTTOM. There are things in this comedy of Pyramus and Thisby that
 912 will never please. First, Pyramus must draw a sword to kill
 913 himself; which the ladies cannot abide. How answer you that?
 920 the more better assurance, tell them that I Pyramus am not
 921 Pyramus but Bottom the weaver. This will put them out of fear.
 927 BOTTOM. Masters, you ought to consider with yourself to bring in-
 929 there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than your lion living; and
 931 SNOUT. Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion.
 937 come hither as a lion, it were pity of my life. No, I am no such
 938 thing; I am a man as other men are.' And there, indeed, let him
 939 name his name, and tell them plainly he is Snug the joiner.
 940 QUINCE. Well, it shall be so. But there is two hard things- that
 941 is, to bring the moonlight into a chamber; for, you know, Pyramus
 947 BOTTOM. Why, then may you leave a casement of the great chamber
 948 window, where we play, open; and the moon may shine in at the
 951 lantern, and say he comes to disfigure or to present the person
 952 of Moonshine. Then there is another thing: we must have a wall in
 953 the great chamber; for Pyramus and Thisby, says the story, did
 955 SNOUT. You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?
 956 BOTTOM. Some man or other must present Wall; and let him have some
 957 plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast about him, to signify
 958 wall; and let him hold his fingers thus, and through that cranny
 959 shall Pyramus and Thisby whisper.
 960 QUINCE. If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down, every
 961 mother's son, and rehearse your parts. Pyramus, you begin; when
 962 you have spoken your speech, enter into that brake; and so every
 965 Enter PUCK behind
 967 PUCK. What hempen homespuns have we swagg'ring here,
 970 An actor too perhaps, if I see cause.
 972 BOTTOM. Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet-
 976 But hark, a voice! Stay thou but here awhile,
 978 PUCK. A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here!           Exit
 980 QUINCE. Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goes but to
 983 Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier,
 985 As true as truest horse, that would never tire,
 988 you answer to Pyramus. You speak all your part at once, cues, and
 989 all. Pyramus enter: your cue is past; it is 'never tire.'
 990 FLUTE. O- As true as truest horse, that y et would never tire.
 992 Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ass's head
 994 BOTTOM. If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine.
 995 QUINCE. O monstrous! O strange! We are haunted. Pray, masters! fly,
 996 masters! Help!
 999 Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier;
1003 Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn.
1005 BOTTOM. Why do they run away? This is a knavery of them to make me
1008 Re-enter SNOUT
1014 Re-enter QUINCE
1018 BOTTOM. I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me; to
1020 what they can; I will walk up and down here, and will sing, that
1033 And dares not answer nay-
1035 Who would give a bird the he, though he cry 'cuckoo' never so?
1039 And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me,
1043 together now-a-days. The more the pity that some honest
1047 BOTTOM. Not so, neither; but if I had wit enough to get out of this
1048 wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.
1050 Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no.
1052 The summer still doth tend upon my state;
1053 And I do love thee; therefore, go with me.
1056 And sing, while thou on pressed flowers dost sleep;
1061 Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, and MUSTARDSEED
1067 ALL. Where shall we go?
1070 Feed him with apricocks and dewberries,
1071 With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries;
1073 And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs,
1074 And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes,
1076 And pluck the wings from painted butterflies,
1083 BOTTOM. I cry your worships mercy, heartily; I beseech your
1086 BOTTOM. I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good Master
1087 Cobweb. If I cut my finger, I shall make bold with you. Your
1090 BOTTOM. I pray you, commend me to Mistress Squash, your mother, and
1091 to Master Peascod, your father. Good Master Peaseblossom, I shall
1095 BOTTOM. Good Master Mustardseed, I know your patience well. That
1097 of your house. I promise you your kindred hath made my eyes water
1098 ere now. I desire you of more acquaintance, good Master
1100 TITANIA. Come, wait upon him; lead him to my bower.
1102 And when she weeps, weeps every little flower;
1110 Another part of the wood
1112 Enter OBERON
1114 OBERON. I wonder if Titania be awak'd;
1115 Then, what it was that next came in her eye,
1118 Enter PUCK
1120 Here comes my messenger. How now, mad spirit!
1122 PUCK. My mistress with a monster is in love.
1123 Near to her close and consecrated bower,
1124 While she was in her dull and sleeping hour,
1127 Were met together to rehearse a play
1134 Anon his Thisby must be answered,
1136 As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,
1139 Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky,
1141 And at our stamp here, o'er and o'er one falls;
1142 He murder cries, and help from Athens calls.
1145 For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch;
1146 Some sleeves, some hats, from yielders all things catch.
1148 And left sweet Pyramus translated there;
1151 OBERON. This falls out better than I could devise.
1158 Enter DEMETRIUS and HERMIA
1160 OBERON. Stand close; this is the same Athenian.
1163 Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.
1164 HERMIA. Now I but chide, but I should use thee worse,
1166 If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep,
1167 Being o'er shoes in blood, plunge in the deep,
1171 From sleeping Hermia? I'll believe as soon
1174 Her brother's noontide with th' Antipodes.
1176 So should a murderer look- so dead, so grim.
1177 DEMETRIUS. So should the murdered look; and so should I,
1178 Pierc'd through the heart with your stern cruelty;
1179 Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear,
1180 As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere.
1181 HERMIA. What's this to my Lysander? Where is he?
1183 DEMETRIUS. I had rather give his carcass to my hounds.
1184 HERMIA. Out, dog! out, cur! Thou driv'st me past the bounds
1186 Henceforth be never numb'red among men!
1190 Could not a worm, an adder, do so much?
1191 An adder did it; for with doubler tongue
1192 Than thine, thou serpent, never adder stung.
1194 I am not guilty of Lysander's blood;
1196 HERMIA. I pray thee, tell me then that he is well.
1197 DEMETRIUS. An if I could, what should I get therefore?
1198 HERMIA. A privilege never to see me more.
1200 See me no more whether he be dead or no.                Exit
1201 DEMETRIUS. There is no following her in this fierce vein;
1202 Here, therefore, for a while I will remain.
1203 So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow
1206 If for his tender here I make some stay.         [Lies down]
1207 OBERON. What hast thou done? Thou hast mistaken quite,
1209 Of thy misprision must perforce ensue
1211 PUCK. Then fate o'er-rules, that, one man holding troth,
1213 OBERON. About the wood go swifter than the wind,
1215 All fancy-sick she is and pale of cheer,
1217 By some illusion see thou bring her here;
1220 Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.               Exit
1221 OBERON.       Flower of this purple dye,
1222 Hit with Cupid's archery,
1225 Let her shine as gloriously
1228 Beg of her for remedy.
1230 Re-enter PUCK
1233 Helena is here at hand,
1235 Pleading for a lover's fee;
1238 OBERON.       Stand aside. The noise they make
1245 Enter LYSANDER and HELENA
1247 LYSANDER. Why should you think that I should woo in scorn?
1248 Scorn and derision never come in tears.
1255 These vows are Hermia's. Will you give her o'er?
1257 Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,
1259 LYSANDER. I hod no judgment when to her I swore.
1260 HELENA. Nor none, in my mind, now you give her o'er.
1261 LYSANDER. Demetrius loves her, and he loves not you.
1262 DEMETRIUS. [Awaking] O Helen, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!
1265 Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
1267 Fann'd with the eastern wind, turns to a crow
1271 To set against me for your merriment.
1272 If you were civil and knew courtesy,
1276 If you were men, as men you are in show,
1278 To vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts,
1280 You both are rivals, and love Hermia;
1282 A trim exploit, a manly enterprise,
1284 With your derision! None of noble sort
1287 LYSANDER. You are unkind, Demetrius; be not so;
1288 For you love Hermia. This you know I know;
1289 And here, with all good will, with all my heart,
1290 In Hermia's love I yield you up my part;
1293 HELENA. Never did mockers waste more idle breath.
1294 DEMETRIUS. Lysander, keep thy Hermia; I will none.
1295 If e'er I lov'd her, all that love is gone.
1296 My heart to her but as guest-wise sojourn'd,
1298 There to remain.
1299 LYSANDER. Helen, it is not so.
1301 Lest, to thy peril, thou aby it dear.
1302 Look where thy love comes; yonder is thy dear.
1304 Enter HERMIA
1306 HERMIA. Dark night, that from the eye his function takes,
1308 Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense,
1310 Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander, found;
1313 LYSANDER. Why should he stay whom love doth press to go?
1314 HERMIA. What love could press Lysander from my side?
1315 LYSANDER. Lysander's love, that would not let him bide-
1317 Than all yon fiery oes and eyes of light.
1320 HERMIA. You speak not as you think; it cannot be.
1321 HELENA. Lo, she is one of this confederacy!
1322 Now I perceive they have conjoin'd all three
1324 Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid!
1326 To bait me with this foul derision?
1328 The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent,
1332 We, Hermia, like two artificial gods,
1333 Have with our needles created both one flower,
1334 Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion,
1337 Had been incorporate. So we grew together,
1338 Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
1340 Two lovely berries moulded on one stern;
1342 Two of the first, like coats in heraldry,
1344 And will you rent our ancient love asunder,
1349 HERMIA. I am amazed at your passionate words;
1351 HELENA. Have you not set Lysander, as in scorn,
1353 And made your other love, Demetrius,
1356 Precious, celestial? Wherefore speaks he this
1357 To her he hates? And wherefore doth Lysander
1359 And tender me, forsooth, affection,
1363 But miserable most, to love unlov'd?
1364 This you should pity rather than despise.
1365 HERMIA. I understand not what you mean by this.
1366 HELENA. Ay, do- persever, counterfeit sad looks,
1368 Wink each at other; hold the sweet jest up;
1370 If you have any pity, grace, or manners,
1374 LYSANDER. Stay, gentle Helena; hear my excuse;
1377 HERMIA. Sweet, do not scorn her so.
1379 LYSANDER. Thou canst compel no more than she entreat;
1380 Thy threats have no more strength than her weak prayers
1385 LYSANDER. If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it too.
1387 HERMIA. Lysander, whereto tends all this?
1388 LYSANDER. Away, you Ethiope!
1392 LYSANDER. Hang off, thou cat, thou burr; vile thing, let loose,
1393 Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent.
1394 HERMIA. Why are you grown so rude? What change is this,
1396 LYSANDER. Thy love! Out, tawny Tartar, out!
1398 HERMIA. Do you not jest?
1400 LYSANDER. Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee.
1401 DEMETRIUS. I would I had your bond; for I perceive
1403 LYSANDER. What, should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?
1404 Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so.
1405 HERMIA. What! Can you do me greater harm than hate?
1406 Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love?
1407 Am not I Hermia? Are not you Lysander?
1408 I am as fair now as I was erewhile.
1412 LYSANDER. Ay, by my life!
1413 And never did desire to see thee more.
1414 Therefore be out of hope, of question, of doubt;
1415 Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest
1417 HERMIA. O me! you juggler! you cankerblossom!
1423 Impatient answers from my gentle tongue?
1424 Fie, fie! you counterfeit, you puppet you!
1425 HERMIA. 'Puppet!' why so? Ay, that way goes the game.
1426 Now I perceive that she hath made compare
1427 Between our statures; she hath urg'd her height;
1428 And with her personage, her tall personage,
1429 Her height, forsooth, she hath prevail'd with him.
1436 Let her not hurt me. I was never curst;
1439 Let her not strike me. You perhaps may think,
1440 Because she is something lower than myself,
1441 That I can match her.
1442 HERMIA. 'Lower' hark, again.
1443 HELENA. Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me.
1444 I evermore did love you, Hermia,
1445 Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong'd you;
1453 And follow you no further. Let me go.
1455 HERMIA. Why, get you gone! Who is't that hinders you?
1456 HELENA. A foolish heart that I leave here behind.
1457 HERMIA. What! with Lysander?
1459 LYSANDER. Be not afraid; she shall not harm thee, Helena.
1460 DEMETRIUS. No, sir, she shall not, though you take her part.
1463 And, though she be but little, she is fierce.
1464 HERMIA. 'Little' again! Nothing but 'low' and 'little'!
1465 Why will you suffer her to flout me thus?
1466 Let me come to her.
1467 LYSANDER. Get you gone, you dwarf;
1471 In her behalf that scorns your services.
1472 Let her alone; speak not of Helena;
1473 Take not her part; for if thou dost intend
1474 Never so little show of love to her,
1476 LYSANDER. Now she holds me not.
1480 Exeunt LYSANDER and DEMETRIUS
1481 HERMIA. You, mistress, all this coil is long of you.
1484 Nor longer stay in your curst company.
1485 Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray;
1486 My legs are longer though, to run away.                 Exit
1487 HERMIA. I am amaz'd, and know not what to say.            Exit
1488 OBERON. This is thy negligence. Still thou mistak'st,
1489 Or else committ'st thy knaveries wilfully.
1493 And so far blameless proves my enterprise
1497 OBERON. Thou seest these lovers seek a place to fight.
1498 Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night;
1499 The starry welkin cover thou anon
1500 With drooping fog as black as Acheron,
1502 As one come not within another's way.
1503 Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue,
1504 Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong;
1506 And from each other look thou lead them thus,
1507 Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep
1509 Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye;
1510 Whose liquor hath this virtuous property,
1511 To take from thence all error with his might
1513 When they next wake, all this derision
1515 And back to Athens shall the lovers wend
1516 With league whose date till death shall never end.
1518 I'll to my queen, and beg her Indian boy;
1519 And then I will her charmed eye release
1520 From monster's view, and all things shall be peace.
1523 And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger,
1524 At whose approach ghosts, wand'ring here and there,
1531 OBERON. But we are spirits of another sort:
1533 And, like a forester, the groves may tread
1534 Even till the eastern gate, all fiery red,
1538 We may effect this business yet ere day.         Exit OBERON
1543 Here comes one.
1545 Enter LYSANDER
1547 LYSANDER. Where art thou, proud Demetrius? Speak thou now.
1548 PUCK. Here, villain, drawn and ready. Where art thou?
1549 LYSANDER. I will be with thee straight.
1551 To plainer ground.      Exit LYSANDER as following the voice
1553 Enter DEMETRIUS
1555 DEMETRIUS. Lysander, speak again.
1557 Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?
1563 DEMETRIUS. Yea, art thou there?
1564 PUCK. Follow my voice; we'll try no manhood here.       Exeunt
1566 Re-enter LYSANDER
1568 LYSANDER. He goes before me, and still dares me on;
1569 When I come where he calls, then he is gone.
1570 The villain is much lighter heel'd than I.
1571 I followed fast, but faster he did fly,
1573 And here will rest me. [Lies down] Come, thou gentle day.
1577 Re-enter PUCK and DEMETRIUS
1581 Thou run'st before me, shifting every place,
1583 Where art thou now?
1584 PUCK. Come hither; I am here.
1586 If ever I thy face by daylight see;
1592 Enter HELENA
1602 Here she comes, curst and sad.
1606 Enter HERMIA
1608 HERMIA. Never so weary, never so in woe,
1609 Bedabbled with the dew, and torn with briers,
1610 I can no further crawl, no further go;
1612 Here will I rest me till the break of day.
1613 Heavens shield Lysander, if they mean a fray!
1619 Gentle lover, remedy.
1620 [Squeezing the juice on LYSANDER'S eyes]
1625 Of thy former lady's eye;
1626 And the country proverb known,
1627 That every man should take his own,
1639 The wood. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA, lying asleep
1641 Enter TITANIA and Bottom; PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, MUSTARDSEED,
1642 and other FAIRIES attending;
1643 OBERON behind, unseen
1649 BOTTOM. Where's Peaseblossom?
1652 Where's Mounsieur Cobweb?
1659 overflown with a honey-bag, signior. Where's Mounsieur
1665 BOTTOM. Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help Cavalery Cobweb to
1666 scratch. I must to the barber's, mounsieur; for methinks I am
1667 marvellous hairy about the face; and I am such a tender ass, if
1673 BOTTOM. Truly, a peck of provender; I could munch your good dry
1678 BOTTOM. I had rather have a handful or two of dried peas. But, I
1685 Enrings the barky fingers of the elm.
1688 Enter PUCK
1690 OBERON. [Advancing] Welcome, good Robin. Seest thou this sweet
1692 Her dotage now I do begin to pity;
1693 For, meeting her of late behind the wood,
1695 I did upbraid her and fall out with her.
1697 With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;
1700 Stood now within the pretty flowerets' eyes,
1702 When I had at my pleasure taunted her,
1703 And she in mild terms begg'd my patience,
1704 I then did ask of her her changeling child;
1705 Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent
1706 To bear him to my bower in fairy land.
1708 This hateful imperfection of her eyes.
1711 That he awaking when the other do
1714 But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
1716 [Touching her eyes]
1719 Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower
1720 Hath such force and blessed power.
1722 TITANIA. My Oberon! What visions have I seen!
1724 OBERON. There lies your love.
1727 OBERON. Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head.
1732 OBERON. Sound, music. Come, my Queen, take hands with me,
1734 And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.
1738 And bless it to all fair prosperity.
1739 There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be
1743 OBERON.     Then, my Queen, in silence sad,
1744 Trip we after night's shade.
1746 Swifter than the wand'ring moon.
1749 That I sleeping here was found
1752 To the winding of horns, enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA,
1755 THESEUS. Go, one of you, find out the forester;
1756 For now our observation is perform'd,
1759 Uncouple in the western valley; let them go.
1760 Dispatch, I say, and find the forester.    Exit an ATTENDANT
1764 HIPPOLYTA. I was with Hercules and Cadmus once
1766 With hounds of Sparta; never did I hear
1768 The skies, the fountains, every region near
1769 Seem'd all one mutual cry. I never heard
1770 So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
1776 Each under each. A cry more tuneable
1777 Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn,
1780 EGEUS. My lord, this is my daughter here asleep,
1781 And this Lysander, this Demetrius is,
1783 I wonder of their being here together.
1784 THESEUS. No doubt they rose up early to observe
1786 Came here in grace of our solemnity.
1788 That Hermia should give answer of her choice?
1791 [Horns and shout within. The sleepers
1795 LYSANDER. Pardon, my lord.
1801 LYSANDER. My lord, I shall reply amazedly,
1803 I cannot truly say how I came here,
1806 I came with Hermia hither. Our intent
1807 Was to be gone from Athens, where we might,
1808 Without the peril of the Athenian law-
1812 Thereby to have defeated you and me:
1816 Of this their purpose hither to this wood;
1817 And I in fury hither followed them,
1819 But, my good lord, I wot not by what power-
1820 But by some power it is- my love to Hermia,
1826 Is only Helena. To her, my lord,
1827 Was I betroth'd ere I saw Hermia.
1831 And will for evermore be true to it.
1832 THESEUS. Fair lovers, you are fortunately met;
1834 Egeus, I will overbear your will;
1836 These couples shall eternally be knit.
1845 HERMIA. Methinks I see these things with parted eye,
1846 When every thing seems double.
1853 The Duke was here, and bid us follow him?
1854 HERMIA. Yea, and my father.
1856 LYSANDER. And he did bid us follow to the temple.
1859 BOTTOM. [Awaking] When my cue comes, call me, and I will answer. My
1860 next is 'Most fair Pyramus.' Heigh-ho! Peter Quince! Flute, the
1861 bellows-mender! Snout, the tinker! Starveling! God's my life,
1865 I was- there is no man can tell what. Methought I was, and
1866 methought I had, but man is but a patch'd fool, if he will offer
1870 will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of this dream. It shall
1872 sing it in the latter end of a play, before the Duke.
1873 Peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I shall sing it at
1874 her death.                                              Exit
1882 Enter QUINCE, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING
1892 QUINCE. Yea, and the best person too; and he is a very paramour for
1897 Enter SNUG
1899 SNUG. Masters, the Duke is coming from the temple; and there is two
1905 be hanged. He would have deserved it: sixpence a day in Pyramus,
1908 Enter BOTTOM
1910 BOTTOM. Where are these lads? Where are these hearts?
1912 BOTTOM. Masters, I am to discourse wonders; but ask me not what;
1914 everything, right as it fell out.
1917 Duke hath dined. Get your apparel together; good strings to your
1919 every man look o'er his part; for the short and the long is, our
1920 play is preferr'd. In any case, let Thisby have clean linen; and
1923 onions nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath; and I do not
1934 Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, LORDS, and ATTENDANTS
1936 HIPPOLYTA. 'Tis strange, my Theseus, that these lovers speak of.
1937 THESEUS. More strange than true. I never may believe
1939 Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,
1941 More than cool reason ever comprehends.
1942 The lunatic, the lover, and the poet,
1945 That is the madman. The lover, all as frantic,
1955 It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
1958 HIPPOLYTA. But all the story of the night told over,
1959 And all their minds transfigur'd so together,
1962 But howsoever strange and admirable.
1964 Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, and HELENA
1966 THESEUS. Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.
1969 LYSANDER. More than to us
1973 Between our after-supper and bed-time?
1974 Where is our usual manager of mirth?
1975 What revels are in hand? Is there no play
1978 PHILOSTRATE. Here, mighty Theseus.
1982 PHILOSTRATE. There is a brief how many sports are ripe;
1984 [Giving a paper]
1988 In glory of my kinsman Hercules.
1990 Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage.'
1992 When I from Thebes came last a conqueror.
1996 Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony.
1998 And his love Thisby; very tragical mirth.'
1999 Merry and tragical! tedious and brief!
2002 PHILOSTRATE. A play there is, my lord, some ten words long,
2006 There is not one word apt, one player fitted.
2008 For Pyramus therein doth kill himself.
2010 Made mine eyes water; but more merry tears
2011 The passion of loud laughter never shed.
2013 PHILOSTRATE. Hard-handed men that work in Athens here,
2014 Which never labour'd in their minds till now;
2019 It is not for you. I have heard it over,
2023 To do you service.
2025 For never anything can be amiss
2026 When simpleness and duty tender it.
2029 HIPPOLYTA. I love not to see wretchedness o'er-charged,
2030 And duty in his service perishing.
2033 THESEUS. The kinder we, to give them thanks for nothing.
2036 Takes it in might, not merit.
2037 Where I have come, great clerks have purposed
2039 Where I have seen them shiver and look pale,
2040 Make periods in the midst of sentences,
2048 Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity
2051 Re-enter PHILOSTRATE
2056 Enter QUINCE as the PROLOGUE
2062 Consider then, we come but in despite.
2065 We are not here. That you should here repent you,
2069 LYSANDER. He hath rid his prologue like a rough colt; he knows not
2073 recorder- a sound, but not in government.
2075 but all disordered. Who is next?
2077 Enter, with a trumpet before them, as in dumb show,
2080 PROLOGUE. Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show;
2081 But wonder on, till truth make all things plain.
2083 This beauteous lady Thisby is certain.
2085 Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder;
2087 To whisper. At the which let no man wonder.
2090 By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn
2091 To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo.
2094 Did scare away, or rather did affright;
2095 And as she fled, her mantle she did fall;
2099 Whereat with blade, with bloody blameful blade,
2101 And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade,
2102 His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest,
2103 Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain,
2104 At large discourse while here they do remain.
2107 THESEUS. I wonder if the lion be to speak.
2108 DEMETRIUS. No wonder, my lord: one lion may, when many asses do.
2109 WALL. In this same interlude it doth befall
2113 Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby,
2114 Did whisper often very secretly.
2117 And this the cranny is, right and sinister,
2118 Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper.
2119 THESEUS. Would you desire lime and hair to speak better?
2120 DEMETRIUS. It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard
2123 Enter PYRAMUS
2127 O night, which ever art when day is not!
2131 That stand'st between her father's ground and mine;
2134 [WALL holds up his fingers]
2141 cue. She is to enter now, and I am to spy her through the wall.
2142 You shall see it will fall pat as I told you; yonder she comes.
2144 Enter THISBY
2148 My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones,
2154 PYRAMUS. Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover's grace;
2155 And like Limander am I trusty still.
2169 HIPPOLYTA. This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.
2174 they may pass for excellent men. Here come two noble beasts in, a
2177 Enter LION and MOONSHINE
2181 May now, perchance, both quake and tremble here,
2183 Then know that I as Snug the joiner am
2186 Into this place, 'twere pity on my life.
2187 THESEUS. A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience.
2188 DEMETRIUS. The very best at a beast, my lord, that e'er I saw.
2189 LYSANDER. This lion is a very fox for his valour.
2199 circumference.
2202 THESEUS. This is the greatest error of all the rest; the man should
2203 be put into the lantern. How is it else the man i' th' moon?
2204 DEMETRIUS. He dares not come there for the candle; for, you see, it
2210 LYSANDER. Proceed, Moon.
2214 DEMETRIUS. Why, all these should be in the lantern; for all these
2215 are in the moon. But silence; here comes Thisby.
2217 Re-enter THISBY
2219 THISBY. This is old Ninny's tomb. Where is my love?
2227 Re-enter PYRAMUS
2230 LYSANDER. And so the lion vanish'd.
2233 For, by thy gracious golden, glittering gleams,
2237 What dreadful dole is here!
2250 PYRAMUS. O wherefore, Nature, didst thou lions frame?
2251 Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear;
2253 That liv'd, that lov'd, that lik'd, that look'd with cheer.
2258 Where heart doth hop.               [Stabs himself]
2267 LYSANDER. Less than an ace, man; for he is dead; he is nothing.
2268 THESEUS. With the help of a surgeon he might yet recover and yet
2271 and finds her lover?
2273 Re-enter THISBY
2275 THESEUS. She will find him by starlight. Here she comes; and her
2280 Thisby, is the better- he for a man, God warrant us: She for a
2282 LYSANDER. She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes.
2289 Must cover thy sweet eyes.
2291 This cherry nose,
2294 Lovers, make moan;
2295 His eyes were green as leeks.
2296 O Sisters Three,
2304 Come, blade, my breast imbrue.      [Stabs herself]
2311 parted their fathers. Will it please you to see the Epilogue, or
2312 to hear a Bergomask dance between two of our company?
2314 Never excuse; for when the players are all dead there need none
2316 hang'd himself in Thisby's garter, it would have been a fine
2317 tragedy. And so it is, truly; and very notably discharg'd. But
2318 come, your Bergomask; let your epilogue alone.     [A dance]
2320 Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
2322 As much as we this night have overwatch'd.
2328 Enter PUCK with a broom
2340 Every one lets forth his sprite,
2351 Enter OBERON and TITANIA, with all their train
2353 OBERON.    Through the house give glimmering light,
2355 Every elf and fairy sprite
2356 Hop as light as bird from brier;
2357 And this ditty, after me,
2364 [OBERON leading, the FAIRIES sing and dance]
2366 OBERON.    Now, until the break of day,
2370 And the issue there create
2371 Ever shall be fortunate.
2373 Ever true in loving be;
2376 Never mole, hare-lip, nor scar,
2381 Every fairy take his gait,
2382 And each several chamber bless,
2384 And the owner of it blest
2385 Ever shall in safety rest.
2390 That you have but slumb'red here
2398 Now to scape the serpent's tongue,
2399 We will make amends ere long;

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  12 Dramatis Personae
  15 Marcellus, Officer.
  16 Hamlet, son to the former, and nephew to the present king.
  17 Polonius, Lord Chamberlain.
  19 Laertes, son to Polonius.
  20 Voltemand, courtier.
  21 Cornelius, courtier.
  22 Rosencrantz, courtier.
  23 Guildenstern, courtier.