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Osr. The king, Sir, hath laid, that in a dozen passes between yourself and him, he shall not exceed you three hits; he hath laid, on twelve for nine; and it would come to immediate trial, if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer.
Ham. How, if I answer, no ?
Ham. Sir, I will walk' here in the hall: if it please his majesty, it is the breathing time of day with me: let the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the king hold his purpose, I will win for him, if I can; if not, I will gain nothing but my shame, and the odd hits.
Osr. Shall I deliver you so ?
[E.cit. Ham. Yours, yours.-He does well to commend it himself; there are no tongues else for's turn.
Hor. This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head.
Ham. He did comply* with his dug, before he sucked it. Thus has he (and many more of the same breed, that, I know, the drossy age doats on,) only got the tune of the time, and outward habit of encounter; a kind of yesty collection, which carries them through and through the most fand † and winnowed opinions: and do but blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out.
Enter a LORD. Lord. My lord, his majesty commended him to you by young Osric, who brings back to him, that you attend him in the hall: He sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes, or that you will take longer time.
Ham. I am constant to my purposes, they follow the king's pleasure: if his fitness speaks, mine is ready; now, or whensoever, provided I be so able as now.
Lord. The king, and queen, and all are coming down.
Lord. The queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to Laertes, before you fall to play. Ham. She well instructs me.
[Erit LORD. Hor. You will lose this wager, my
lord. Ham. I do not think so; since he went into France, I have been in continual practice; I shall win at the odds. But thou wouldst not think, how ill' all's here about my heart: but it is no matter.
Hor. Nay, good my lord,
Ham. It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gain-giving, as would, perhaps, trouble a woman.
Hor. If your mind dislike anything, obey it: I will forestal their repair hither, and say, you are not fit.
Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury; there is a special provi. dence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all: Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ? Let be.
* Pass compliments. | Fanned, as corn from dust. * Misgiving.
Enter King, QUEEN, LAERTES, LORDS, OSRIC, and Attendants,
with Foils, &c. King. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me.
[The KING puts the hand of LAERTES into that of HAMLET.
Laer. I am satisfied in nature,
Ham. I embrace it freely;
Laer. Come, one for me.
Ham. I'll be your foil, Laertes; in mine ignorance
Laer. You mock me, Sir.
Ham. Very well, my lord;
King. I do not fear it: I have seen you both:-
Laer. This is too heavy, let me see another.
[They prepare to play. Osr. Ay, my good lord. King. Set me the stoups of wine upon that table :
If Hamlet gives the first or second hit,
[?'rumpets sound ; and Cannon shot off within. Ham. I'll play this bout first, set it by awhile. Come.-Another hit; What say you ?
Ham. Good madam,-
Ham. Come, for the third, Laertes : you do but dally;
[They play. Osr. Nothing neither way. Laer. Have at you now.
(LAERTES wounds HAMLET; then, in scuffling, they
change Rapiers, and HAMLET wounds LAERTES. King. Part them, they are incensed. Ham. Nay, come again.
[The QUEEN fails. Osr. Look to the Queen there, ho! Hor. They bleed on both sides :-How is it, my lord ? Osr. How is't, Laertes ? * A pearl. † Handkerchief.
Laer. Why, as a woodcock to my own springe, Osric;
Ham. How does the Queen ?
Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink,-0 my dear Hamlet ! The drink, the drink: I am poison'd!
[Dies. Ham. O villany!-Ho! let the door be lock'd : Treachery! seek it out.
(LAERTES falls. Laer. It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art slain; No medicine in the world can do thee good, In thee there is not half an hour's life; The treacherous instrument is in thy hand, Unbated, and envenom’d;* the foul practice Hath turn'd itself on me; lo, here I lie, Never to rise again : Thy mother's poison'd; I can no more; the king, the king's to blame.
Ham. The point
Osr. and Lords. Treason, treason !
Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned Dane, Drink off this potion :-Is the union t here? [KING dies. Follow my mother.
Laer. He is justly served;
Hor. Never believe it;
Ham. As thou’rt a man,-
[March afar off, and shot within. What warlike noise is this?
Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland, * Without a button and poisoned. † The pearl the king spoke of. # Mixed.
$ Sheriff's officer.
To the ambassadors of England gives
Ham. O, I die, Horatio;
Fort. This quarry I cries on havoc !$_O, proud death!
1 Amb. The sight is dismal;
Hor. Not from his mouth,
Fort. Let us haste to hear it,
Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more : * Incidents. + Incited.
Heap of dead game. $ A word of censure when more game was destroyed than was reason. able.