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Osr. Ay, my good lord.
King. Set me the stoups of wine upon that table :-
Ham. Come on, sir.
Come, my lord. [They play. Ham.
Judgment. Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit. Laer.
Well, -again. King. Stay, give me drink: Hamlet, this pearl is
thine; Here's to thy health.-Give him the cup.
[Trumpets sound; and Cannon shot off within. Ham. I'll play this bout first, set it by awhile. Come.—Another hit; What say you? [They play.
Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confess.
He's fat, and scant of breath.-
Ham. Good madam,
Gertrude, do not driok.
I do not think it. .
Laer. And yet it is almost against my conscience.
[Aside. Ham. Come, for the third, Laertes: You do hot
[They play. Osr. Nothing neither way. Laer. Have at you now.
[Laertes wounds Hamlet ; then, in scuffling,
they change Rapiers, und Hamlet wounds
Part them, they are incens'd, Ham. Nay, come again. The Queen falls. Osr.
Look to the queen there, bo! Hor. They bleed on both sides:-How is it, my
lord ? Osr. How is't, Laertes ?
Laer. Why, as a woodcock to my own springe, Osric; I am justly killd with mine own treachery.
Ham. How does the queen?
She swoons to see them bleed. Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink,40 my dear
[Dies. Ham. O villany!-Ho! let the door be lock’d: Treachery! seek it out.
Ham. The point
[Stabs the King Osr. and Lords. Treason! treason ! King. O, yet defend me, friends, I am but hurt.
Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned Drink off this potion :-Is the union here? [Dane, Follow my mother.
[King dies. Laer.
He is justly serv'd;
Never believe it;
As thou'rt a man,-
What warlike noise is this?
0, I die, Horatio;
Hor. Now cracks a noble heart;-Good night, sweet
prince; And flighis of angels sing thee to thy rest! Why does the drum come hither? [March withir. Enter FORTINBRAS, the English Ambassadors, and
others. Fort. Where is this sight? Hor.
What is it, you would see? If aught of woe, or wonder, cease your search.
Fort. This quarry cries on havoc!-O proud death!
The sight is dismal;
Not from his mouth,
Let us haste to hear it, And call the noblest to the audience. For me, with sorrow I embrace
fortune; I have some rights of memory in this kingdom, Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me.
Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak,
Let four captains
[A dead March. [Exeunt, bearing off the dead Bodies; after which,
a Peal of Ordnance is shot off
If the dramas of Shakspeare were to be characterised, each by the particular excellence which distinguishes it from the rest, we must allow to the tragedy of Hamlet the praise of variety. The incidents are so numerous, that the argument of the play would make a long tale. The scenes are interchangeably diversified with merriment and solemnity: with merriment that includes judicious and instructive observations; and solemnity not strained by poetical violence above the natural sentiments of man. New characters appear from time to time in continual succession, exhibiting various forms of life, and particular modes of conversation. The pretended madness of Hamlet causes much mirth, the jnournful distraction of Ophelia fills the heart with tenderness, and every personage produces the effect intended, from the apparition that, in the first act, chills the blood with horror, to the fop in the last, that exposes affectation to just contempt.
The conduct is, perhaps, not wholly secure against objections. The action is, indeed, for the most part, in continual progression; but there are some scenes