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The nights are wholesome; then no planets And lose your voice: What wouldst thou beg, strike,

Laertes, No fairy takes, por witch bath power to charm, That shall not be my offer, not thy asking? So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.

The head is not more native to the heart, Hor. So I have heard, and do in part believe The hand more instrumental to the mouth, But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, [it. Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill: What wouldst thou have, Laertes ? Break we our watch up; and, by my advice, Laer. My dread lord, Let us impart what we have seen to-night Your leave and favour to return to France; Unto young Hamlet: for, upon my life, From whence though willingly I came to This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him:

Denmark, Do you consent we shall acquaint him with it, To show my duty in your coronation; As needful in our loves, fitting our duty ? Yet now, I must confess, that duty done, Mar. Let's do't, I pray; and I this morning My thoughts and wishes bend again toward know

[don. Where we shall find him most convenient. And bow them to your gracious leave and par

[Exeunt. King. Have you your father's leave? What

says Polonius? SCENE II.--The same.- A Room of Stute in

Pol. He hath, my lord, [wrung from me my ihe same.

slow leave, Enter the King, QUEEN, HAMLET, POLONIUS, By laboursome petition; and, at last,

LAERTES, VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, LORDS, Upon his will I seal'd my hard consent:) and Attendants.

I do beseech you, give him leave to go. King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear bro

King. Take thy fair hour, Laertes ; time be ther's death

thine, The memory be green; and that it us befitted

And thy best graces: spend it at thy will.To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son, kingdom

Ham. A little more than kin, and less than To be contracted in one brow of woe;


[Aside. Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature,

King. How is it, that the clouds still hang That we with wisest sorrow think on him,

on you ? Together with remembrance of vurselves.

Ham. Not so, my lord, I am too much i'the Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen, The imperial jointress of this warlike state,

Queen. Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour Have we, as 'twere, with a defeated joy,


(mark. With one auspicious, and one dropping eye;

And let thine eye look like a friend on DenWith mirth in funeral, and with dirge in mar

Do not, for ever, with thy veiled lidst riage,

Seek for thy noble father in the dust: In equal scale weigbing delight and dole,"

Thou know'st, 'tis common; all, that live, Taken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd

must die, Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone Passing through nature to eternity. With this affair along :-For all, our thanks.

Ham. Ay, madam, it is common. Now follows, that you know, young Fortia- why seems it so particular with thee?

Queen. If it be, bras, Holding a weak supposal of our worth ;

Ham. Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know Or thinking, by our late dear brother's death, 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother,

not seems. Our state to be disjoint and out of frame, Colleagued with this dream of his

advantage, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath,

Nor customary suits of solemn black,
He hath not fail'd to pester us with message,
Importing our surrender of those lands

No, nor the fruitful river in the eye,
Lost by his father, with all bandst of law,

Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, To our most valíant brother.-So much for Together with all forms, modes, shows of him.


{seem, Now for ourself, and for this time of meeting. For they are actions that a man might play:

That can denote me truly: These, indeed, Thus much the business is : We have here writ But I have that within, which passeth show; To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hears

These, but the trappings and the suits of woe. Of this his nephew's purpose,-to suppress

King. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your His further gaitt herein; in that the levies,

nature, Hamlet, The lists, and full proportions, are all made

To give these mourning duties to your father: Out of his subject :--and we here despatch

But, you must know, your father lost a father; You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand,

That father lost his; and the survivor bound For bearers of this greeting to old Norway;

In filial obligation, for some term Giving to you no further personal power

To do obsequious sorrow: But to persever To business with the king, more than the scope of impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly grief:

In obstinate condolement, is a course Of these dilated articles allow.

[duty. Farewell; and let your haste commend your A heart unfortified, or mind impatient;

It shows a will most incorrect to heaven; Cor. Vol. In that, and all things, will we show our duty.

An understanding simple and unschool’d: king. We doubt it nothing; heartily fare- For what, we know, must be, and is as com


(Exeunt VOLTIMAND and Cornelius. As any the most vulgar thing to sense, And now, Laertes, what's the news with you? Why should we, in our peevish opposition, You told us of some suit; What is't, Laertes? Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven, You cannot speak of reason to the Dane,

* Nature: a little more than a kinsman, and less than a † Bonds. Way,

† Lowering eyes.



natural one.

A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, 1 Hor. The same, my lord, and your poor serTo reason most absurd; whose common theme

vant ever. Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried, Ham. Sir, my good friend ; I'll change that From the first corse, till he that died to-day,

name with you.

(lio? This must be so.

We pray you, throw to earth And what make you from Wittenberg, HoraThis unprevailing woe ; and think of us Marcellus ? As of a father: for let the world take note, Mar. My good lord, You are the most immediate to our throne; Ham. I am very glad to see you; good even, And, with no less pobility of love,

Sir.Than that which dearest father bears his son, But what, in faith, make you from Wittenberg! Do I impart toward you. For your intent Hor. A truant disposition, good my lord. In going back to school in Wittenberg,

Ham. I would not bear your enemy say so: It is most retrograde* to our desire :

Nor shall you do mine ear that violence, And, we beseech you, bend you to remain To make it truster of your own report Here, in the cheer and comfort of our eye, Against yourself: I know, you are no truant. Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son. But what is your affair in Elsinore ? Queen. Let not thy mother lose her prayers, We'll teach you to drink deep ere you depart. Hamlet;

Hor. My lord, I came to see your father's I pray thee, stay with us, go not to Wittenberg.

funeral. Ham. I shall in all my best obey you, ma- Ham. I pray thee, do not mock me, fellow. dam.

student; King. Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply; I think, it was to see my mother's wedding. Be as ourself in Denmark.-Madam, come; Hor. Indeed, my lord, it follow'd bard upon. This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet Ham. Thrist, thrift, Horatio ! the funeral Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof,

bak'd meats* No jocund health, that Denmark drinks to-day, Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell ; 'Would I had met my dearestt foe in heaven And the king's rouset the heaven shall bruitt Or ever I had seen that day, Horatio ! again,

My father,—Methinks, I see my father.
Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come away. Hor. Where,

(Exeunt King, Queen, Lords, 8c. Polo- My lord ?

Ham. In my mind's eye, Horatio.
Ham. O, that this too too solid flesh would Hor. I saw him once, he was a goodly king.
Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! (melt, Ham. He was a man, take him for all in all,
Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd (God! I shall not look upon his like again.
His canon|| 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! 0 Hor. My lord, I think I saw him yesternight.
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable

Ham. Saw! who? Seem to me all the uses of this world !

Hor. My lord, the king your father. Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, Ham. The king my father? That grows to seed; things rank, and gross in Hor. Season your admiration for a while nature,

(this! With an attentt ear; till I may deliver, Possess it merely. That it should come to Upon the witness of these gentlemen, But two months dead !-nay, not so much, not This marvel to you. So excellent a king; that was, to this, (two: Ham. For God's love, let me hear. Hyperion** to a satyr: so loving to my mother, Hor. I'wo nights together had these gentleThat he might not beteemtt the winds of heaven

men, Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Marcellus and Bernardo, on their watch, Must I remember? why, she would hang on In the dead waist and middle of the night, As if increase of appetite had grown [him, Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your By what it fed on: And yet, within a month, - Armed at point, exactly, cap-à-pé, [father, Let me not think on't;-Frailty, thy name is Appears before them, and, with solemn march, woman !

Goes slow and stately by them : thrice be A little month ; or ere those shoes were old,

walk'd, With which she follow'd my poor father's By their oppress’d and fear-surprized eyes, body,

Within his truncheon's leogth; whilst they, Like Niobe, all tears ;-why she, even she,- Almost to jelly with the act of fear, (distili'd O heaven ! 'a beast, that wants discourse of Stand dumb, and speak not to him. This to me reason,

In dreadful secrecy impart they did; Would have mourn'd longer,-married with And I with them, the third night, kept the my uncle,

watch: My father's brother; but no more like my father, Where, as they had deliver'd, both in time, Than I to Hercules: Within a mouth; Form of the thing, each word made true and Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears

good, Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, The apparition comes : I knew your father; She married :-0 most wicked speed, to post These hands are not more like. With such dexterity to incestuous sheets? Ham. But where was this? It is not, nor it cannot come to, good;

Hor. My lord, upon the platform where we But break, my heart: for I must hold my

watch'd. tongue!

Ham. Did you not speak to it?

Hor. My lord, I did; Enter Horatio, BERNARDO, and MARCELLUS.

But answer made it none: yet once, methoughi, Hor. Hail to your lordship!

It lifted up its head, and did address Ham. I am glad to see you well:

Itself to motion, like as it would speak: Horatio,-or I do forget myself.

But, even then, the morning cock crew loud; Contrary, + Draght. 1 Report. * It was anciently the custom to give a cold entertain Dissolve. 11 Law,


ment at a funeral. ** Apollo. tt Suffer.


* Attentive.

And at the sound it shrunk in haste away, Laer. Think it no more:
And vanish'd from our sight.

For nature, crescent,* does not grow alone Ham. 'Tis very strange.

In thews, and bulk; but, as this temple Hor. As I do live, my honour'd lord, 'tis

waxes, true;

The inward service of the mind and soul And we did think it writ down in our duty, Grows wide withal. Perhaps, he loves you To let you know of it.

now; Ham. Indeed, indeed, Sirs, but this troubles And now no soil, nor cautel, doth besmirch Hold you the watch to-night?

(me. The virtue of his will : but, you must fear, AU. We do, my lord.

His greatness weigh’d, his will is not his own; Ham. Arm'd, say you?

For he himself is subject to his birth : AU. Arm’d, my lord.

He may not, as unvalued persons do, Ham. From top to toe?

Carve for himself; for on his choice depends All. My lord, from head to foot.

The safety and the health of the whole state ; Ham. Then saw you not

And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd His face.

Unto the voice and yielding of that body, Hor. O, yes, my lord; he wore his beaver* Whereof he is the head: Then if he says he up:

loves you, Ham. What, look'd be frowningly?

It fits your wisdom so far to believe it, Hor. A countenance more

As he in his particular act and place (ther, In sorrow than in anger.

May give his saying deed; which is no furHam. Pale, or red?

Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. Hor. Nay, very pale.

Then weigh what loss your honour may susHam. And fix'd his eyes upon you?

tain, Hor. Most constantly.

If with too credent|| car you lists his songs; Ham. I would, I had been there.

Or lose your heart; or your chaste treasure Hor. It would have much amaz'd you. To his unmaster'd** importunity. (open Ham. Very like,

Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister; Very like: Stay'd it long?

And keep you in the rear of your affection, Hor. While one with moderate haste might Out of the shot and danger of desire. tell a hundred.

The chariestit maid is prodigal enough, Mar. Ber. Longer, longer.

If she unmask her beauty to the moon: Hor. Not when I saw it.

Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes: Ham. His beard was grizzl’d? no?

The canker galls the infants of the spring, Hor. It was, as I have seen it in his life, Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd; A sable silver'd.

And in the morn and liquid dew of youth Ham. I will watch to-night;

Contagious blastments are most imminent, Perchance, 'twill walk again.

Be wary then: best safely lies in fear; Hor. I warrant, it will.

Youth to itself rebels, though none else near. Ham. If it assume my noble father's person, Oph. I shall the effect of this good lesson I'll speak to it, thougb hell itself should gape, keep, And bid me hold my peace. I pray you all, As watchman to my heart : But good my broIf you have hitherto conceal'd this sight, Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, (ther, Let it be tenable in your silence still; Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; And whatsoever else shall hap to-night, Whilst, like a puff’d and recklesst: libertine, Give it an understanding, but no tongue; Hiinself the primrose path of dalliance treads, I will requite your loves : So, fare you well: And recks not his own Upon the platform, 'twixt eleven and twelve, Laer. O fear me not. I'll visit you.

I stay too long;-But here my father comes. AU. Our duty to your honour. Ham. Your loves, as mine to you: Farewell.

Enter POLONIUS, [Exeunt Horatio, MARCELLUS, and BerNARDO.

A double blessing is a double grace; My father's spirit in arms! all is not we Occasion smiles upon a second leave. I doubt some foul play: 'would, the night were Poi. Yet here, Laertes! aboard, aboard, for come!

shame; Till then sit still, my soul: Foul deeds will rise, The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's And you are staid for: There, -my blessing eyes.


with you;

(Luying his Hand on Laertes' Head. SCENE III.-A Room in POLONIUS' House.

And these few precepts in thy memory

Look thou charácter.ll|| Give thy thoughts no Enter LAERTES and OPHELIA.

tongue, Laer. My necessaries are embark'd; fare. Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. And, sister, as the winds give benefit, [well: Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. And convoy is assistant, do not sleep,

The friends thou hast, and their adoption But let me hear from you.

tried, Oph. Do you doubt that?

Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel; Laer. For Hamlet, and the trifling of his fa. But do not dull thy palms with entertainHold it a fashion, and a toy in blood; (vour, of each new-hatch'd, unfledg’d comrade.

[Beware A violet in the youth of primy nature, Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,

Of entrance to a quarrel: but, being in,
The perfume and suppliance of a minute;
No more.

* Increasing. + Sinews. 1 Subtlety, deceit.
Discolour. || Believing

Listen to. Oph. No more but so?

** Licentious.

+ Most cautious. 11 Careless.

Regards not his own lessons. That part of the helmet which may be lifted up.

I! || Write.

19 Palm of the hand.


Bear it that the opposer may beware of thee. And with a larger tether* may he walk,
Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice: Then may be given you: In few, Ophelia,
Take each man's censure,* but reserve thy Do not believe his vows: for they are brokers,

Not of that die which their investments show,
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But mere imploratorst of unholy suits,
But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy: Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds,
For the apparel oft proclaims the man; The better to beguile. This is for all,-
And they in France, of the best rank and I would not, in plain terms, from this time

forth, Are most select and generous,t chieft in that. Have you so slander any moment's leisure, Neither a borrower, nor a lender be:

As to give words or talk with the lord Hamlet. For loan oft loses both itself and friend; Look to't, I charge you; come your ways. Apd borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.ş Oph. I shall obey, my lord. [Exeunt. This above all, -To thine ownself be true; And it must follow, as the night the day,

SCENE IV.-The Platform. Thou canst not then be false to any man. Enter Hamlet, HORATIO, and MARCELLUS. Farewell; my blessing season|| this in thee!

Ham. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold. Laer. Most humbly do I take my leave, my

Hor. It is a nipping and an eagers air. lord.

Ham. What hour now? Pol. The time invites you ; go, your servants

Hor. I think, it lacks of twelve. tend. Laer. Farewell, Ophelia;

Mar. No, it is struck.

and remember well What I have said to you.

Hor. Indeed ? I heard it not; it then draws near the

season, Oph. 'Tis in my memory lock’d,

Wherein the spirit held is wont to walk.
And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
Laer. Farewell.


[A Flourish of Trumpets, and Ordnance Pol. What is't, Ophelia, he hath said to What does this mean, my lord ?

shot off, within.

Ham. The king doth wake to-night, and Oph. So please you, something touching the

takes his rousell lord Hamlet.

Keeps wassel, and the swaggering upPol. Marry, well bethought:


spring reels ;** 'Tis told me, he hath very oft of late Given private time to you: and you yourself

And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish Have of your audience been most free and The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out

The triumph of his pledge. bounteous,

Hor. Is it a custom?
If it be so, (as so 'tis put on me,

Ham. Ay, marry, is't:
And that in way of caution,) I must tell you,
You do not understand yourself so clearly,

But to my mind,—though I am native here,
As it behoves my daughter, and your honour: More honour'd in the breach, than the obser-

And to the manner born, -it is a custom What is between you ? give me up the truth.

Oph. He hath, my lord, of late, made many This heavy-headed revel, east and west, Of his affection to me.

(tenders Makes us traduc'd, and tax'd of other nations : Pol. Affection? puh! you speak like a green They clepett us, drunkards, and with switish

girl, Unsifted** in such perilous circumstance.


Soil our addition; and, indeed it takes Do you believe his tenders, as you call them ? Oph. I do not know, my lord, what I should From our achievements, though perform’d at

height, think. Pol. Marry, I'll teach you: think yourself a so, oft it chances in particular men,

The pith and marrow of our attribute. baby; That you have ta’en these tenders for true pay, As, in their birth, (wherein they are not guilty,

That, for some vicious mode of nature in them, Which are not sterling. Tender yourself more Since nature cannot choose his origin,)

dearly; Or (not to crack the wind of the poor phrase, By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Wronging it thus,) you'll tender me a fool.

Ost breaking down the pales and forts of rea

son ; Oph. My lord he hath importuo'd me with Or by some habit, that too much o'er-leavens In honourable

[love, The form of plausive manners ;-that these Pol. Ay, fashion you may call it; go to, go

men,to, Oph. And hath given countenance to his Being nature's livery, or fortune's star,

Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect; speech, my lord,

Their virtues else (be they as pure as grace, With almost all the holy vows of heaven. Pol. Ay, springes to catch woodcocks. I do Shall in the general censure take corruption

As infinite as man may undergo,) know, When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul

From that particular fault: The dram of base Lends the tongue vows: these blazes, daugh-To his own scandal.

Doth all the noble substance often dout, $o ter, Giving more light than heat,-extinct in both,

Enter Ghost.
Even in their promise, as it is a making:-
You must not take for fire. From this time,

Hor. Look, my lord, it comes!
Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence;

Ham. Angels and ministers of grace defend

us! Set your entreatments:t at a higher rate, Than a command to parley. For lord Hamlet,

Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Believe so much in him, That he is young ; * Longer line; a horse fastened by a string to a stake is


+ Pimps.

Implorers • Opinion + Noble. Chiefly. Sharp 1 Jovial draught.

Jollit. 4 Economy.

Il Infix,
1 Wait.

it Call.

1: Humour. ** Untempled. tt Manner. 11 Company.

Do out.

** A dance.

911 Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts

Ghost. Mark me.
from hell,

Ham. I will
Be thy intents wicked, or charitable,

Ghost. My hour is almost come,
Thou com’st in such a questionable* shape, When I to sulphurous and tormenting flames
That I will speak to thee; I'll call thee, Ham- Must render up myself.
King, father, royal Dane: 0, answer me: [let, Ham. Alas, poor ghost!
Let me not burst in ignorance! but tell,

Ghost. Pity me not, but lend thy serious
Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, To what I shall unfold.

[hearing Have burst their cerements ! why the sepul- Ham. Speak, I am bound to hear. Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd, [chre, Ghost. So art thou to revenge, wben thou Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws,

shalt hear To cast thee up again! What may this mean,

Ham. What?
That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel, Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night;

Ghost. I am thy father's spirit;
Revisit’st thus the glimpses of the moon,
Making night hideous; and we fools of nature, And, for the day, confin’d to fast in fires,
So horridly to shake our disposition,

Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls ? Are burn’d and purg'd away. But that I am Say, why is this? wherefore? what should we To tell the secrets of my prison-house, [forbid do ?

I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Hor. It beckons you to go away with it,

Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young As if it some impartment did desire


[spheres; To you alone.

Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their Mar. Look, with what courteous action

Thy knoited and combined locks to part,
It waves you to a more removedt ground: Like quills upon the fretful porcupine:
But do not go with it.

But this eternal blazon* must not be
Hor. No, by no means.

To ears of flesh and blood :-List, list, O list!-
Ham. It will not speak; then I will follow it. If thou didst ever thy dear father love,-
Hor. Do not, my lord.

Ham. O heaven! Ham. Why, what should be the fear ?

Ghost. Revenge his foul and most unnatural I do not set my life at a pin's fee ;s

murder. And, for my soul, what can it do to that,

Ham. Murder ? Being a thing immortal as itself?

Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is; It waves me forth again ;—I'll follow it. But this most foul, strange, and unnatural. Hor. What, it it tempt you toward the flood, Ham. Haste me to know it; that I, with my lord,

wings as swift Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff, As meditation, or the thoughts of love, That beetles|| o'er his base into the sea?

May swecp to my revenge. And there assume some other horrible form,

Ghost. I find thee apt; Which might deprive your sovereignty of And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed reason,

That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf, [hear: And draw you into madness? think of it: Wouldst thou not stir in this. Now, Hamlet, The very place puts toys of desperation,

'Tis given out, that sleeping in mine orchard, f Without more motive, into every brain, A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of DenThat looks so many fathoms to the sea, Is by a forged process of my death (mark And hears it roar beneath.

Rankly abus'd: but know, thou noble youth, Ham. It waves me still :

The serpent that did sting thy father's life, Go on, I'll follow thee.

Now wears his crown. Mar. You shall not go, my lord.

Ham. O, my prophetic soul ! my uncle! Ham. Hold off your hands.

Ghost. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate Hor. Be rul'd, you shall not go.

beast, Ham. My fate cries out,

With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts, And makes each petty artery in this body

(O wicked wit, and gifts, that have the powe As hardy as the Némean lion's nerve.

So to seduce!) won to his shameful lust

[Ghost beckons. The will of my most seeming virtuvus queen : Still am I call’d;-unhand me. gentlemen;

0, Hamlet, what a falling-off was there! [Breaking from them. From me, whose loye was of that dignity, By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets** That it went hand in hand even with the vow I say, away :-Go on, I'll follow thee. [me:- I made to her in marriage; and to decline

[Exeunt Ghost and Hamlet, Upon a wretch, whose natural gifts were poor Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination. To those of mine ! Mar. Let's follow; 'tis not fit thus to obey | But virtue, as it never will be mov'd, him.

Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven;
Hor. Have after :—To what issue will this So lust, though to a radiant angel link'd,
come ?

Will satet itself in a celestial bed,
Mar. Something is rotten in the state of And prey on garbage.

But, soft! methinks, I scent the morning air;
Hor. Heaven will direct it.

Brief let me be:-Sleeping within mine orMar. Nay, let's follow him. [Exeunt. My custom always of the afternoon, (chard,

Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, SCENE V.-A more remote part of the Plat- With juice of cursed hebenons in a vial, form.

And in the porches of mine ears did pour
Re-enter Ghost and Hamlet.

The leperous distilment: whose effect
Ham. Whither wilt thou lead me? Speak; | That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through

Holds such an enmity with blood of man,
I'll go no further.

The natural gates and alleys of the body;
Conversable. + Frame. 1 Remote,

|| Hangs.
Whims. ** Hinders.

* Display
+ Garden Satiate.


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