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Lord. The queen desires you, to use some gentle Ham. This likes me well : these foils have all a entertainment to Laertes, before you fall to play. length ?
[They prepare to play. Ham. She well instructs me.
(Exii Lord. Osr. Ay, my good lord ! Hor. You will lose this wager, my lord !
King. Set me the stoups of wine upon that table ! Ham. I do not think so; since he went into France, If Hamlet give the first or second hit, I have been in continual practice; I shall win at Or quit in answer of the third exchange, the odds. But thou would'st not think, how ill all's Let all the battlement their ordnance fire; here about my heart: but it is no matter.
The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath; Hor. Nay, good my lord,
And in the cup an union shall he throw, Ham. !t is but foolery; but it is such a kind of Richer than that which four successive kings gain-giving, as would, perhaps, trouble a woman. In Denmark's crown have worn. Give me the cups! Hor. If your mind dislike any thing, obey it! I And let the kettle to the trumpet speak, will forestal their repair hither, and say, you are the trumpet to the cannoneer without, not fit.
The cannons to the heavens, the heavens to earth, Ham. Not a whit, we defy augury; there is a spe- Now the king drinks to Hamlet. — Come, begin! cial providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be And you, the judges, bear a wary eye! now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will Hum. Come on, sir ! be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the Laer. Come, my lord !
[They play readiness is all: since no man, of aught he leaves, Ham. One. kuows, what i'st to leave betimes? Let Le!
Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit.
Laer. Well, – again!
King. Stay, give me drink ! Hamlet, this pearl is
[Trumpets sound; and cannon shot off within. Ham. Give me your pardou, sir! I have done you
Ham. I'll play this bout first, set it by awhile. wrong i
Come, another hit! What say you ? (They play. But pardon it, as you are a gentleman!
Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confess. This presence knows, and you must needs have heard,
King. Our son shall win. How I am punish'd with a sore distraction.
Queen. He's fat, and scant of breath. What I have done,
Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows! That might your nature, honour, and exception,
The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet!
King. Gertrude, do not drink!
Qucen. I will, my lord ; – I pray you, pardon me! And, when he's not himself, does wrong Laertes, King. It is the poison'd cup; it is too late. Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it.
[Aside. Who does it then? His madness: if't be so, Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam; by and by. Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd;
Queen. Come, let me wipe thy face! His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Laer. My lord, l’ll hit him now. Sir, in this audience,
King. I do not think it. Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil
Laer. And yet it is almost against my conscience. Free me so far in your most generous thoughts,
[ Aside. That I have shot my arrow o'er the house,
Ham. Come, for the third, Laertes! You do but And hurt my brother.
dally; Laer. I am satisfied in nature,
pray you, pass with your best violence; Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most
I am afeard, you make a wanton of me. To my revenge: but, in my terms of honour, Laer. Say you so? come on!
[They play. I stand aloof; and will no reconcilement,
Osr. Nothing neither way.
(Laertes wounds Hamlet ; then, in scuffling, To keep my name ungor'd: but till that time,
they change rapiers, and Hamlet wounds I do receive your offer'd love like love,
Laertes. And will not wrong it.
King. Part them, they are incens'd! Ham. I embrace it freely;
Hain. Nay, come again! [The Queen falls. And will this brother's wager frankly play. — Osr. Look to the queen there, ho! Give us the foils; come on!
Hor. They bleed on both sides. Laer. Come, one for me.
lord ? Ham. I'll be your foil, Laertes! in mine ignorance Osr. flow is't, Laertes ? Your skill shall, like a star i'the darkest night, Laer. Why, as a woodcock to my own springe, Stick fiery off indeed.
I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.
Hum. How does the queen ?
Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink, - O my dear You know the wager?
Hamlet! Ham. Very well, my lord!
The drink, the drink!-I am poison'd! (Dies. Your grace hath laid the odds o'the weaker side. Ham. O villainy!-- Ho! let the door be lock'd : King. I do not fear it: I have seen you both:- Treachery! seek it out!
(Laertes falls. But since he's better'd, we have therefore odds. Laer. It is here, Hamlet! Hamlet, thou art slain ! Laer. This is too heavy, let me see another ! No medicine in the world can do thee good,
How is it, my
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: In thee there is not half an hour's life;
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!
Enter FortinBRAS, the English Ambassadors, and
Others, I can no more; the king, the king's to blame! Fort. Where is this sight? Ham. The point
llor. What is it, you would see? Envenom’d too!- Then, venom, to thy work! If aught of woe, or wonder, cease your search!
(Stabs the King. Fort. This quarry cries on havock! – O proud Osr. et Lords. Treason! treason!
So bloodily hast struck?
(King dies. And our affairs from England come too late: Laer. He is justly serv'd;
The ears are senseless, that should give us hearing,
To tell him, his commandment is fulhilld,
[Dies. llor. Not from his mouth,
And let me speak, to the yet unknowing world, Thou liv'st; report me and my cause aright How these things come about: so shall you
hear To the unsatisfied.
Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts; Hor. Never believe it!
of accidental judgments, casual slaughters; I am more an antique Roman, than a Dane,
Of deaths put on by cunning, and forc'd cause; Here's yet some liquor left.
And, in this upshot, purposes mistook
Fall'n on the inventors' heads: all this can I
Fort. Let us haste to lear it,
For me, with sorrow | embrace my fortune; If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
I have some rights of memory in this kingdom, Absent thee from felicity awhile,
Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me. And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, To tell my story,
And from his month whose voice will drar og more [ March afar off, and shot within. But let this same be presently perform’d, What warlike noise is this?
Even while men's minds are wild; lest more misOsr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from chance, Poland,
On plots, and errors, happen. To the ambassadors of England gives
Fort. Let fonr captains This warlike volley.
Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage! Ham, 0, 5 die, Horatio !
For he was likely, had he been put on, The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit; To have prov'd most royally: and, for his passage, I cannot live to hear the news from England; The soldiers' music, and the rites of war, But I do prophecy the election lights
Speak loudly for him.-On Fortinbras; he has my dying voice;
Take up the bodies ! - Such a sight as this So tell him, with the occurrents, more or less, Becomes the field, but here show's much amiss. Which have solicited. - The rest is silence. [Dies. Go, bid the soldiers shoot! Hor. Now cracks a noble heart; good night (Exeunt, bearing of the dead bodies: after sweet prince!
which, a peal of ordnance is shot off.
11 dead marche
persons of the Drama. Duke of Venice.
Clown, servant to Othello.
Desdemona, daughter to Brabantio, and wife to Lodovico, kinsman to Brabantio.
Othello. Othello, the Moor.
Emilia, wife to Iago.
Bianca, a courtezan, mistress to Cassio.
Officers, Gentlemen, Messengers, Musicians, SaiMontano, Othello's predecessor in the government
lors , Attendunts, etc. of Cyprus. SCENE, -for the first Act, in Venice: during the rest of the Play, at a Sea-port in Cyprus.
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Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave,
That, doting on his own obsequious bondage, SCENE I. – Venice. A street.
Wears out his time, much like his master's ass, Enter RODERIGO und laco.
For nought but provender; and, when he's old, cashRod. Tush, never tell me, I take it much unkindly,
ier'd ; That thou, Jago, — who hast had my purse,
Whip me such honest knaves. Other's there are As if the strings were thine-should'sė know of this. Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty, Iago. 'Sblood, but you will not hear me; — Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves; If ever I did dream of such a matter,
And, throwing but shows of service on their lords, Abhor me.
Do well thrive by them, and, when they lave liu'd Rod. Thou told'st me, thou didst hold him in thy
their coats, hate.
Do themselves homage: these fellows have some soul; Iago. Despise me, if I do not! Three' great ones And such a one do I profess myself. of the city,
For when my outward action doth demonstrate And, in conclusion, nonsuits
The native act and ligure of my heart My mediators; for, certes, says he,
In compliment extern, 'tis not long after I have already chose my officer.
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve, And what was he?
For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. Forsooth, a great arithmetician,
Rod. What a full fortune does the thick-lips owe, One Michael Cassio, a Florentine,
If he can carry't thus! . A fellow almost damò'd in a fair wife;
lago. Call up her father, That never set a squadron in the field,
Piouse him: make after him, poison his delight, Nor the division of a battle knows
Proclaim him in the streets ; incense her kinsmen, More than a spinster; unless the bookish theoric, And, though he in a fertile climate dwell, Wherein the toged consuls can propose
Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy, As masterly as he: mere prattle, without practice, Yet throw such changes ot'vexation ou't, Is all his soldiership. But he, sir, had the election : As it may lose some colour. And I,- of whom his eyes had seen the proof, Rod. Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud. At Rhodes, at Cyprus', and on other grounds, Iago. Do; with like timorous accent, and dire yell, Christian and heathen,-must be be-lee'd and calm's As when, by night and negligence, the fire By debitor and creditor, this counter-caster; Is spied in populous cities. He, in good time, must his lieutenant be,
Rod. What, ho! Brabantio! signior Brabantio, ho ! And I, (God bless the mark!)his Moor-ship’s ancient. Iago. Awake! what, ho! Brabautio ! thieves ! thieRod. By heaven, I rather would have been his ves! thieves ! hangman.
Look to your house, your daughter, and your bags! Iago. But there's no remedy, 'tis the curse of service; Thieves: thieves ! Preferment goes by letter, and aflection,
Brabantio, above, at a window. Not by the old gradation, where each second Bra. What is the reason of this terrible summons ? Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge yourself, What is the matter there? Whether I in any just term am affin'd
Rod. Signior, is all your family within ? To love the Moor.
Iago. Are your doors lock'd ? Rod. I would not follow him them.
Bra. Why? wherefore ask you this? lago. 0, sir, content you!
Iago. 'Zounds, you are robb’d; for shame, pat I follow him to serve my turn upon him:
on your gown; We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul; Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall mark Even now, very now, ao old black ram
Is tupping your white ewe. Arise, arise!
Though I do hate him as I do hell pains,
Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely Bra. What, have you lost
And there will I be with him. So, farewell! (Erit. Rod. My name is — Roderigo.
Enter below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with corches. Bra. The worse welcome:
Bra. It is too true an evil: gone she is; I have charg'd thee not to haunt about my doors: And what's to come of my despised time, In honest plainness thou hast heard me say, Is nought but bitterness.- Now, Roderigo, My daughter is not for thee; and now, in madness, Where didst thou see her?-0, unhappy girl! Being full of supper, and distempering draughts, With the Moor, say'st thou? — Who would be s Upon malicious bravery, dost thou come
father! To start my quiet.
How didst thou know 'twas she? - 0, thon de Rod. Sir, sir, sir, sir,
ceiv'st me Bra. But thou must needs be sore,
Past thought! What said she to you? – Get My spirit, and my place, have in them power
more tapers ; To make this bitter to thee.
Raise all my kindred.- Are they married, think you? Rod. Patience, good sir !
Rod. Truly, I think, they are. Bra. What tell'st thou me ofrobbing? this is Venice; Bra. O heaven! -- How got she out? - O treason My house is not a grange.
of the blood !Rod. Most grave Brabantio,
Fathers, from hence trust not your danghter's minds In simple and pure soul I come to yon.
By what you see them act. åre there not charming Ingo. 'Zouods, sir, you are one of those, that will By which the property of youth and maidhood not serve God, if the devil bid you. Because we may be abus’a? Have you not read, Roderigo, come to do you service, you think we are ruffians: of some such thing? you'll have your daughter covered with a Barbary Rod. Yes, sir, I have indeed. horse ; you'll have your nephews neigh to you; you'll Bra. Callup my brother!-0, that yon had her:have coursers for cousins, and gennets for germans. Some one way, some another
. - Do you know Bra. What profaue wretch art thou ? Iago. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you, your Rod. I think, I can discover him; if you please
Where we may apprehend her and the Moor? danghter and the Moor are now making the beast To get good guard, and go along with me. with two backs. Bra. Thou art a villain.
Bra. Pray yon, lead on! At every house I'!? call; Iago. You are—a senator.
may command at most. - Get
weapons, Bra. This thou shalt answer; I know thee, Roderigo ! And raise some special officers of night. Rod. Sir, I will answer any thing. But I beseech you, On, good Roderigo; — I'Il deserve your pains. If't be your pleasure, and most wise consent (As partly, I find, it is,) that your fair daughter, SCENE I. - The same. Another street. As this odd-even and dull watch o'the night, Transported — with no worse nor better guard,
Enter Othello, lago, and Attendants. But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier,
Jago. Though in the trade of war I have slain men,
Yet do I hold it very stuff o'the conscience
To do no contriy'd murder; I Jack iniquity
Sometimes, to do me service. Nine or ten times
I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs.
Oth. 'Tis better as it is.
Iago. Nay, but he prated,
That, with the little godliness I have,
I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray, sir, In an extravagant and wheeling stranger,
you fast married ? for, be sure of this, - * Of here and every where. Straight satisfy yourself: That the magnifico is much beloved ; If she be in her chamber, or your house,
And hath, in his effect, a voice potential Let loose on me the justice of the state
As double as the duke's; he will divorce yon; For thus deluding you.
Or put upon you what restraint and grievapet
The law (with all his might, to enforce it on,
Oth. Let him do his spite:
My services, which I have done the signiory, Light, I say! liglit!
(Exit from above. Shall out-tongue his complaints. "Tis yet to know, Iago. Farewel! for I must leave you:
(Which, when I know that boasting is an honour, It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place, I shall promulgate,) I fetch my life and being To be produc'd (as, if I stay, I shall.)
From men of royal siege; and
my Against the Moor: for, I do know, the state,
May speak, unbooneted, to as proud a fortune,
l'or the sea's worth. But, look! what lights To lead their business: in which regard,
Enter Cassio, at a distance, and certain Officers Oth. Hold your hands, with torches.
Both you of my inclining, and the rest : Iago. These are the raised father, and his friends: Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it You were best
Without a prompter. - Where will you, that I go Oth. Not I: I must be found;
To answer this your charge ? My parts, my title, and my perfect soul,
Bra. To prison ! till fit time Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?
Of law, and course of direct session, kugo. By Janus, I think no.
Call thee to answer.
Whose messengers are here about my side,
Upon some present business of the state,
off. 'Tis true, most worthy signior, Oth. What is the matter, think you?
The duke's in council; and your noble self,
Bra. How! the duke in council !
In this time of the night! - Bring him away! This very night at one another's heels;
Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself, And many of the consuls, rais'd, and met,
Or any of my brothers of the state, Are at the duke's already: you have been hotly cald Cannot but feel this wrong, as 'twere their own : for:
For if such actions may have passage free, When, being not at your lodging to be found, Bond-slaves, and pagans, shall our statesmen be. The senate hath sent about three several quests,
[Lxeunt. To search you out.
SCENE III. — The same. Oth. 'Tis well I am found by you.
A council-chamber. I will but spend a word here in the house,
The Duke and Senators, sitting at a table; OffiAnd
cers attending Cas. Ancient, what makes he here?
Duke. There is no composition in these news, Iago. 'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land That gives them credit. carack;
1 Sen. Indeed, they are disproportion'd; If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever. My letters say, a hundred and seven gallies. Cas. I do not understand.
Duke. And mine, a hudred and forty. Iago. He's married.
2 Sen. And mine, two hundred : Cas. To who?
But though they jump not on a just account,
(As in these cases, where the aim reports, lago. Marry, to - Come, captain, will you go? 'Tis oft with difference,) yet do they all confirm Oiko Have with you.
A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus. Cas. Here comes another troop to seek for you. Duke. Nay, it is possible enough to judgment; Enter Brabantio, Rodenico, and Officers of night, do not so secure me in the error, with torches and weapons.
But the main article I do approve
In fearful sense.
Sailor. (Within.] What ho! what ho! what ho ! Oth. Holla! stand there!
Enter an Officer, with a Sailor. Rod. Signior, it is the Moor.
ofl. A messenger from the gallies. Bra. Down with him, thief!
Duke. Now? the business? [They draw on both sides. Sail. The Tarkish preparation makes for Rhodes; Iago. You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you. So was I bid report here to the state, Oth. Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will By signior Angelo. rust them.
Duke. How say you by this change?
By no assay of reason;
'tis a pageant, Bra. O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my To keep us in false gaze. When we consider daughter?
The importanoy of Cyprus to the Turk; Damn’d as thou art, thon hast enchanted her: And let ourselves again but understand, For I'll refer me to all things of sense,
That, as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes, If she in chains of magic were not bound,
So may he with more facile question bear it, Whether a maid - so tender, fair, and happy; For that it stands not in such warlike brace, So opposite to marriage, that she shunn'd But altogether lacks th' abilities The wealthy curled darlings of our nation, That Rhodes is dress’d in:- if we make thouglit Would ever have, to incur a general mock,
of this, Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom We must not think, the Turk is so unskilful, Of such a thing as thou: to fear, not to delight. To leave that latest, which concerns him first; Judge me the world, if'tis not gross in sense, Neglecting an attempt of ease, and gain, That thou hast practis'd on her with foul charms; To wake, and wage, a danger profitless. Abus'd her delicate youth with drugs or mineral, Duke. Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes. That waken’d motion :- I'll have it dispnted on; off. Here is more news. 'Tis probable, and palpable to thinking.
Enter a Messenger. I therefore apprehend and do attach thee,
Mess. The Ottomites, reverend and gracions, For an abuser of the world, a practiser
Steering with due course toward the isle of Rhodes, Of arts inhibited and out of warrant:
Have there in jointed them with an after fleet. Lay hold upon him; if he do resist,
1 Sen: Ay, so I thought :- how many, as you guess ? Subdue bim at his peril.
Mess. of thirty sail: and now do they re-stem