The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark King Claudius complete text

The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark King Claudius complete text King Claudius. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death 1.2.1 The memory be green, and that it us befitted 1.2.2 To bear our hearts in grief and our whole kingdom 1.2.3 To be contracted in one brow of woe, 1.2.4 Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature 1.2.5 That we with wisest sorrow think on him, 1.2.6 Together with remembrance of ourselves. 1.2.7 Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen, 1.2.8 The imperial jointress to this warlike state, 1.2.9 Have we, as 'twere with a defeated joy,-- 1.2.10 With an auspicious and a dropping eye, 1.2.11 With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage, 1.2.12 In equal scale weighing delight and dole,-- 1.2.13 Taken to wife: nor have we herein barr'd 1.2.14 Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone 1.2.15 With this affair along. For all, our thanks. 1.2.16 Now follows, that you know, young Fortinbras, 1.2.17 Holding a weak supposal of our worth, 1.2.18 Or thinking by our late dear brother's death 1.2.19 Our state to be disjoint and out of frame, 1.2.20 Colleagued with the dream of his advantage, 1.2.21 He hath not fail'd to pester us with message, 1.2.22 Importing the surrender of those lands 1.2.23 Lost by his father, with all bonds of law, 1.2.24 To our most valiant brother. So much for him. 1.2.25 Now for ourself and for this time of meeting: 1.2.26 Thus much the business is: we have here writ 1.2.27 To Norway, uncle of young Fortinbras,-- 1.2.28 Who, impotent and bed-rid, scarcely hears 1.2.29 Of this his nephew's purpose,--to suppress 1.2.30 His further gait herein; in that the levies, 1.2.31 The lists and full proportions, are all made 1.2.32 Out of his subject: and we here dispatch 1.2.33 You, good Cornelius, and you, Voltimand, 1.2.34 For bearers of this greeting to old Norway; 1.2.35 Giving to you no further personal power 1.2.36 To business with the king, more than the scope 1.2.37 Of these delated articles allow. 1.2.38 Farewell, and let your haste commend your duty. 1.2.39 King Claudius. We doubt it nothing: heartily farewell. 1.2.41 Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS And now, Laertes, what's the news with you? 1.2.42 You told us of some suit; what is't, Laertes? 1.2.43 page 1

You cannot speak of reason to the Dane, 1.2.44 And loose your voice: what wouldst thou beg, Laertes, 1.2.45 That shall not be my offer, not thy asking? 1.2.46 The head is not more native to the heart, 1.2.47 The hand more instrumental to the mouth, 1.2.48 Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father. 1.2.49 What wouldst thou have, Laertes? 1.2.50 King Claudius. Have you your father's leave? What says Polonius? 1.2.58 King Claudius. Take thy fair hour, Laertes; time be thine, 1.2.63 And thy best graces spend it at thy will! 1.2.64 But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son,-- 1.2.65 King Claudius. How is it that the clouds still hang on you? 1.2.67 King Claudius. 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet, 1.2.89 To give these mourning duties to your father: 1.2.90 But, you must know, your father lost a father; 1.2.91 That father lost, lost his, and the survivor bound 1.2.92 In filial obligation for some term 1.2.93 To do obsequious sorrow: but to persever 1.2.94 In obstinate condolement is a course 1.2.95 Of impious stubbornness; 'tis unmanly grief; 1.2.96 It shows a will most incorrect to heaven, 1.2.97 A heart unfortified, a mind impatient, 1.2.98 An understanding simple and unschool'd: 1.2.99 For what we know must be and is as common 1.2.100 As any the most vulgar thing to sense, 1.2.101 Why should we in our peevish opposition 1.2.102 Take it to heart? Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven, 1.2.103 A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, 1.2.104 To reason most absurd: whose common theme 1.2.105 Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried, 1.2.106 From the first corse till he that died to-day, 1.2.107 'This must be so.' We pray you, throw to earth 1.2.108 This unprevailing woe, and think of us 1.2.109 As of a father: for let the world take note, 1.2.110 You are the most immediate to our throne; 1.2.111 And with no less nobility of love 1.2.112 Than that which dearest father bears his son, 1.2.113 Do I impart toward you. For your intent 1.2.114 In going back to school in Wittenberg, 1.2.115 It is most retrograde to our desire: 1.2.116 And we beseech you, bend you to remain 1.2.117 Here, in the cheer and comfort of our eye, 1.2.118 Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son. 1.2.119 page 2

King Claudius. Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply: 1.2.123 Be as ourself in Denmark. Madam, come; 1.2.124 This gentle and unforced accord of Hamlet 1.2.125 Sits smiling to my heart: in grace whereof, 1.2.126 No jocund health that Denmark drinks to-day, 1.2.127 But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell, 1.2.128 And the king's rouse the heavens all bruit again, 1.2.129 Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come away. 1.2.130 Exeunt all but HAMLET King Claudius. Welcome, dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern! 2.2.1 Moreover that we much did long to see you, 2.2.2 The need we have to use you did provoke 2.2.3 Our hasty sending. Something have you heard 2.2.4 Of Hamlet's transformation; so call it, 2.2.5 Sith nor the exterior nor the inward man 2.2.6 Resembles that it was. What it should be, 2.2.7 More than his father's death, that thus hath put him 2.2.8 So much from the understanding of himself, 2.2.9 I cannot dream of: I entreat you both, 2.2.10 That, being of so young days brought up with him, 2.2.11 And sith so neighbour'd to his youth and havior, 2.2.12 That you vouchsafe your rest here in our court 2.2.13 Some little time: so by your companies 2.2.14 To draw him on to pleasures, and to gather, 2.2.15 So much as from occasion you may glean, 2.2.16 Whether aught, to us unknown, afflicts him thus, 2.2.17 That, open'd, lies within our remedy. 2.2.18 King Claudius. Thanks, Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern. 2.2.35 King Claudius. Thou still hast been the father of good news. 2.2.45 King Claudius. O, speak of that; that do I long to hear. 2.2.53 King Claudius. Thyself do grace to them, and bring them in. 2.2.56 Exit POLONIUS He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found 2.2.57 The head and source of all your son's distemper. 2.2.58 King Claudius. Well, we shall sift him. 2.2.61 Re-enter POLONIUS, with VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS Welcome, my good friends! 2.2.62 Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Norway? 2.2.63 King Claudius. It likes us well; 2.2.85 page 3

And at our more consider'd time well read, 2.2.86 Answer, and think upon this business. 2.2.87 Meantime we thank you for your well-took labour: 2.2.88 Go to your rest; at night we'll feast together: 2.2.89 Most welcome home! 2.2.90 Exeunt VOLTIMAND and CORNELIUS King Claudius. But how hath she 2.2.135 Received his love? 2.2.136 King Claudius. As of a man faithful and honourable. 2.2.138 King Claudius. Do you think 'tis this? 2.2.160 King Claudius. Not that I know. 2.2.165 King Claudius. How may we try it further? 2.2.171 King Claudius. We will try it. 2.2.181 King Claudius. And can you, by no drift of circumstance, 3.1.1 Get from him why he puts on this confusion, 3.1.2 Grating so harshly all his days of quiet 3.1.3 With turbulent and dangerous lunacy? 3.1.4 King Claudius. With all my heart; and it doth much content me 3.1.27 To hear him so inclined. 3.1.28 Good gentlemen, give him a further edge, 3.1.29 And drive his purpose on to these delights. 3.1.30 King Claudius. Sweet Gertrude, leave us too; 3.1.32 For we have closely sent for Hamlet hither, 3.1.33 That he, as 'twere by accident, may here 3.1.34 Affront Ophelia: 3.1.35 Her father and myself, lawful espials, 3.1.36 Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing, unseen, 3.1.37 We may of their encounter frankly judge, 3.1.38 And gather by him, as he is behaved, 3.1.39 If 't be the affliction of his love or no 3.1.40 That thus he suffers for. 3.1.41 King Claudius. [Aside] O, 'tis too true! 3.1.57 How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience! 3.1.58 page 4

The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art, 3.1.59 Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it 3.1.60 Than is my deed to my most painted word: 3.1.61 O heavy burthen! 3.1.62 King Claudius. Love! his affections do not that way tend; 3.1.175 Nor what he spake, though it lack'd form a little, 3.1.176 Was not like madness. There's something in his soul, 3.1.177 O'er which his melancholy sits on brood; 3.1.178 And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose 3.1.179 Will be some danger: which for to prevent, 3.1.180 I have in quick determination 3.1.181 Thus set it down: he shall with speed to England, 3.1.182 For the demand of our neglected tribute 3.1.183 Haply the seas and countries different 3.1.184 With variable objects shall expel 3.1.185 This something-settled matter in his heart, 3.1.186 Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus 3.1.187 From fashion of himself. What think you on't? 3.1.188 King Claudius. It shall be so: 3.1.201 Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go. 3.1.202 Exeunt King Claudius. How fares our cousin Hamlet? 3.2.94 King Claudius. I have nothing with this answer, Hamlet; these words 3.2.97 are not mine. 3.2.98 King Claudius. Have you heard the argument? Is there no offence in 't? 3.2.229 King Claudius. What do you call the play? 3.2.232 King Claudius. Give me some light: away! 3.2.264 King Claudius. I like him not, nor stands it safe with us 3.3.1 To let his madness range. Therefore prepare you; 3.3.2 I your commission will forthwith dispatch, 3.3.3 And he to England shall along with you: 3.3.4 The terms of our estate may not endure 3.3.5 Hazard so dangerous as doth hourly grow 3.3.6 Out of his lunacies. 3.3.7 page 5

King Claudius. Arm you, I pray you, to this speedy voyage; 3.3.25 For we will fetters put upon this fear, 3.3.26 Which now goes too free-footed. 3.3.27 King Claudius. Thanks, dear my lord. 3.3.38 Exit POLONIUS O, my offence is rank it smells to heaven; 3.3.39 It hath the primal eldest curse upon't, 3.3.40 A brother's murder. Pray can I not, 3.3.41 Though inclination be as sharp as will: 3.3.42 My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent; 3.3.43 And, like a man to double business bound, 3.3.44 I stand in pause where I shall first begin, 3.3.45 And both neglect. What if this cursed hand 3.3.46 Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, 3.3.47 Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens 3.3.48 To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy 3.3.49 But to confront the visage of offence? 3.3.50 And what's in prayer but this two-fold force, 3.3.51 To be forestalled ere we come to fall, 3.3.52 Or pardon'd being down? Then I'll look up; 3.3.53 My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer 3.3.54 Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murder'? 3.3.55 That cannot be; since I am still possess'd 3.3.56 Of those effects for which I did the murder, 3.3.57 My crown, mine own ambition and my queen. 3.3.58 May one be pardon'd and retain the offence? 3.3.59 In the corrupted currents of this world 3.3.60 Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, 3.3.61 And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself 3.3.62 Buys out the law: but 'tis not so above; 3.3.63 There is no shuffling, there the action lies 3.3.64 In his true nature; and we ourselves compell'd, 3.3.65 Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults, 3.3.66 To give in evidence. What then? what rests? 3.3.67 Try what repentance can: what can it not? 3.3.68 Yet what can it when one can not repent? 3.3.69 O wretched state! O bosom black as death! 3.3.70 O limed soul, that, struggling to be free, 3.3.71 Art more engaged! Help, angels! Make assay! 3.3.72 Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel, 3.3.73 Be soft as sinews of the newborn babe! 3.3.74 All may be well. 3.3.75 Retires and kneels Enter HAMLET King Claudius. [Rising] My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: 3.3.100 Words without thoughts never to heaven go. 3.3.101 Exit page 6

King Claudius. There's matter in these sighs, these profound heaves: 4.1.1 You must translate: 'tis fit we understand them. 4.1.2 Where is your son? 4.1.3 King Claudius. What, Gertrude? How does Hamlet? 4.1.6 King Claudius. O heavy deed! 4.1.13 It had been so with us, had we been there: 4.1.14 His liberty is full of threats to all; 4.1.15 To you yourself, to us, to every one. 4.1.16 Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer'd? 4.1.17 It will be laid to us, whose providence 4.1.18 Should have kept short, restrain'd and out of haunt, 4.1.19 This mad young man: but so much was our love, 4.1.20 We would not understand what was most fit; 4.1.21 But, like the owner of a foul disease, 4.1.22 To keep it from divulging, let it feed 4.1.23 Even on the pith of Life. Where is he gone? 4.1.24 King Claudius. O Gertrude, come away! 4.1.29 The sun no sooner shall the mountains touch, 4.1.30 But we will ship him hence: and this vile deed 4.1.31 We must, with all our majesty and skill, 4.1.32 Both countenance and excuse. Ho, Guildenstern! 4.1.33 Re-enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN Friends both, go join you with some further aid: 4.1.34 Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain, 4.1.35 And from his mother's closet hath he dragg'd him: 4.1.36 Go seek him out; speak fair, and bring the body 4.1.37 Into the chapel. I pray you, haste in this. 4.1.38 Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN Come, Gertrude, we'll call up our wisest friends; 4.1.39 And let them know, both what we mean to do, 4.1.40 And what's untimely done. O, come away! 4.1.41 My soul is full of discord and dismay. 4.1.42 Exeunt King Claudius. I have sent to seek him, and to find the body. 4.3.1 How dangerous is it that this man goes loose! 4.3.2 Yet must not we put the strong law on him: 4.3.3 He's loved of the distracted multitude, 4.3.4 Who like not in their judgment, but their eyes; 4.3.5 And where tis so, the offender's scourge is weigh'd, 4.3.6 But never the offence. To bear all smooth and even, 4.3.7 This sudden sending him away must seem 4.3.8 Deliberate pause: diseases desperate grown 4.3.9 By desperate appliance are relieved, 4.3.10 Or not at all. 4.3.11 Enter ROSENCRANTZ page 7

How now! what hath befall'n? 4.3.12 King Claudius. But where is he? 4.3.15 King Claudius. Bring him before us. 4.3.17 King Claudius. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius? 4.3.19 King Claudius. At supper! where? 4.3.21 King Claudius. Alas, alas! 4.3.29 King Claudius. What dost you mean by this? 4.3.32 King Claudius. Where is Polonius? 4.3.35 King Claudius. Go seek him there. 4.3.41 To some Attendants King Claudius. Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial safety,-- 4.3.43 Which we do tender, as we dearly grieve 4.3.44 For that which thou hast done,--must send thee hence 4.3.45 With fiery quickness: therefore prepare thyself; 4.3.46 The bark is ready, and the wind at help, 4.3.47 The associates tend, and every thing is bent 4.3.48 For England. 4.3.49 King Claudius. Ay, Hamlet. 4.3.51 King Claudius. So is it, if thou knew'st our purposes. 4.3.53 King Claudius. Thy loving father, Hamlet. 4.3.56 King Claudius. Follow him at foot; tempt him with speed aboard; 4.3.59 Delay it not; I'll have him hence to-night: 4.3.60 Away! for every thing is seal'd and done 4.3.61 That else leans on the affair: pray you, make haste. 4.3.62 Exeunt ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught-- 4.3.63 As my great power thereof may give thee sense, 4.3.64 page 8

Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red 4.3.65 After the Danish sword, and thy free awe 4.3.66 Pays homage to us--thou mayst not coldly set 4.3.67 Our sovereign process; which imports at full, 4.3.68 By letters congruing to that effect, 4.3.69 The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England; 4.3.70 For like the hectic in my blood he rages, 4.3.71 And thou must cure me: till I know 'tis done, 4.3.72 Howe'er my haps, my joys were ne'er begun. 4.3.73 Exit King Claudius. How do you, pretty lady? 4.5.44 King Claudius. Conceit upon her father. 4.5.48 King Claudius. Pretty Ophelia! 4.5.59 King Claudius. How long hath she been thus? 4.5.69 King Claudius. Follow her close; give her good watch, 4.5.76 I pray you. 4.5.77 Exit HORATIO O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs 4.5.78 All from her father's death. O Gertrude, Gertrude, 4.5.79 When sorrows come, they come not single spies 4.5.80 But in battalions. First, her father slain: 4.5.81 Next, your son gone; and he most violent author 4.5.82 Of his own just remove: the people muddied, 4.5.83 Thick and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers, 4.5.84 For good Polonius' death; and we have done but greenly, 4.5.85 In hugger-mugger to inter him: poor Ophelia 4.5.86 Divided from herself and her fair judgment, 4.5.87 Without the which we are pictures, or mere beasts: 4.5.88 Last, and as much containing as all these, 4.5.89 Her brother is in secret come from France; 4.5.90 Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds, 4.5.91 And wants not buzzers to infect his ear 4.5.92 With pestilent speeches of his father's death; 4.5.93 Wherein necessity, of matter beggar'd, 4.5.94 Will nothing stick our person to arraign 4.5.95 In ear and ear. O my dear Gertrude, this, 4.5.96 Like to a murdering-piece, in many places 4.5.97 Gives me superfluous death. 4.5.98 A noise within King Claudius. Where are my Switzers? Let them guard the door. 4.5.100 Enter another Gentleman page 9

What is the matter? 4.5.101 King Claudius. The doors are broke. 4.5.115 Noise within Enter LAERTES, armed; Danes following King Claudius. What is the cause, Laertes, 4.5.127 That thy rebellion looks so giant-like? 4.5.128 Let him go, Gertrude; do not fear our person: 4.5.129 There's such divinity doth hedge a king, 4.5.130 That treason can but peep to what it would, 4.5.131 Acts little of his will. Tell me, Laertes, 4.5.132 Why thou art thus incensed. Let him go, Gertrude. 4.5.133 Speak, man. 4.5.134 King Claudius. Dead. 4.5.136 King Claudius. Let him demand his fill. 4.5.138 King Claudius. Who shall stay you? 4.5.146 King Claudius. Good Laertes, 4.5.150 If you desire to know the certainty 4.5.151 Of your dear father's death, is't writ in your revenge, 4.5.152 That, swoopstake, you will draw both friend and foe, 4.5.153 Winner and loser? 4.5.154 King Claudius. Will you know them then? 4.5.156 King Claudius. Why, now you speak 4.5.160 Like a good child and a true gentleman. 4.5.161 That I am guiltless of your father's death, 4.5.162 And am most sensible in grief for it, 4.5.163 It shall as level to your judgment pierce 4.5.164 As day does to your eye. 4.5.165 King Claudius. Laertes, I must commune with your grief, 4.5.216 Or you deny me right. Go but apart, 4.5.217 Make choice of whom your wisest friends you will. 4.5.218 And they shall hear and judge 'twixt you and me: 4.5.219 If by direct or by collateral hand 4.5.220 They find us touch'd, we will our kingdom give, 4.5.221 Our crown, our life, and all that we can ours, 4.5.222 To you in satisfaction; but if not, 4.5.223 page 10

Be you content to lend your patience to us, 4.5.224 And we shall jointly labour with your soul 4.5.225 To give it due content. 4.5.226 King Claudius. So you shall; 4.5.233 And where the offence is let the great axe fall. 4.5.234 I pray you, go with me. 4.5.235 Exeunt King Claudius. Now must your conscience my acquaintance seal, 4.7.1 And you must put me in your heart for friend, 4.7.2 Sith you have heard, and with a knowing ear, 4.7.3 That he which hath your noble father slain 4.7.4 Pursued my life. 4.7.5 King Claudius. O, for two special reasons; 4.7.11 Which may to you, perhaps, seem much unsinew'd, 4.7.12 But yet to me they are strong. The queen his mother 4.7.13 Lives almost by his looks; and for myself-- 4.7.14 My virtue or my plague, be it either which-- 4.7.15 She's so conjunctive to my life and soul, 4.7.16 That, as the star moves not but in his sphere, 4.7.17 I could not but by her. The other motive, 4.7.18 Why to a public count I might not go, 4.7.19 Is the great love the general gender bear him; 4.7.20 Who, dipping all his faults in their affection, 4.7.21 Would, like the spring that turneth wood to stone, 4.7.22 Convert his gyves to graces; so that my arrows, 4.7.23 Too slightly timber'd for so loud a wind, 4.7.24 Would have reverted to my bow again, 4.7.25 And not where I had aim'd them. 4.7.26 King Claudius. Break not your sleeps for that: you must not think 4.7.32 That we are made of stuff so flat and dull 4.7.33 That we can let our beard be shook with danger 4.7.34 And think it pastime. You shortly shall hear more: 4.7.35 I loved your father, and we love ourself; 4.7.36 And that, I hope, will teach you to imagine-- 4.7.37 Enter a Messenger How now! what news? 4.7.38 King Claudius. From Hamlet! who brought them? 4.7.41 King Claudius. Laertes, you shall hear them. Leave us. 4.7.45 Exit Messenger [Reads] 'High and mighty, You shall know I am set naked on 4.7.46 page 11

your kingdom. To-morrow shall I beg leave to see 4.7.47 your kingly eyes: when I shall, first asking your 4.7.48 pardon thereunto, recount the occasion of my sudden 4.7.49 and more strange return. 'HAMLET.' 4.7.50 What should this mean? Are all the rest come back? 4.7.51 Or is it some abuse, and no such thing? 4.7.52 King Claudius. 'Tis Hamlets character. 'Naked! 4.7.54 And in a postscript here, he says 'alone.' 4.7.55 Can you advise me? 4.7.56 King Claudius. If it be so, Laertes-- 4.7.61 As how should it be so? how otherwise?-- 4.7.62 Will you be ruled by me? 4.7.63 King Claudius. To thine own peace. If he be now return'd, 4.7.66 As checking at his voyage, and that he means 4.7.67 No more to undertake it, I will work him 4.7.68 To an exploit, now ripe in my device, 4.7.69 Under the which he shall not choose but fall: 4.7.70 And for his death no wind of blame shall breathe, 4.7.71 But even his mother shall uncharge the practise 4.7.72 And call it accident. 4.7.73 King Claudius. It falls right. 4.7.77 You have been talk'd of since your travel much, 4.7.78 And that in Hamlet's hearing, for a quality 4.7.79 Wherein, they say, you shine: your sum of parts 4.7.80 Did not together pluck such envy from him 4.7.81 As did that one, and that, in my regard, 4.7.82 Of the unworthiest siege. 4.7.83 King Claudius. A very riband in the cap of youth, 4.7.85 Yet needful too; for youth no less becomes 4.7.86 The light and careless livery that it wears 4.7.87 Than settled age his sables and his weeds, 4.7.88 Importing health and graveness. Two months since, 4.7.89 Here was a gentleman of Normandy:-- 4.7.90 I've seen myself, and served against, the French, 4.7.91 And they can well on horseback: but this gallant 4.7.92 Had witchcraft in't; he grew unto his seat; 4.7.93 And to such wondrous doing brought his horse, 4.7.94 As he had been incorpsed and demi-natured 4.7.95 With the brave beast: so far he topp'd my thought, 4.7.96 That I, in forgery of shapes and tricks, 4.7.97 Come short of what he did. 4.7.98 page 12

King Claudius. A Norman. 4.7.100 King Claudius. The very same. 4.7.102 King Claudius. He made confession of you, 4.7.105 And gave you such a masterly report 4.7.106 For art and exercise in your defence 4.7.107 And for your rapier most especially, 4.7.108 That he cried out, 'twould be a sight indeed, 4.7.109 If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation, 4.7.110 He swore, had had neither motion, guard, nor eye, 4.7.111 If you opposed them. Sir, this report of his 4.7.112 Did Hamlet so envenom with his envy 4.7.113 That he could nothing do but wish and beg 4.7.114 Your sudden coming o'er, to play with him. 4.7.115 Now, out of this,-- 4.7.116 King Claudius. Laertes, was your father dear to you? 4.7.118 Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, 4.7.119 A face without a heart? 4.7.120 King Claudius. Not that I think you did not love your father; 4.7.122 But that I know love is begun by time; 4.7.123 And that I see, in passages of proof, 4.7.124 Time qualifies the spark and fire of it. 4.7.125 There lives within the very flame of love 4.7.126 A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it; 4.7.127 And nothing is at a like goodness still; 4.7.128 For goodness, growing to a plurisy, 4.7.129 Dies in his own too much: that we would do 4.7.130 We should do when we would; for this 'would' changes 4.7.131 And hath abatements and delays as many 4.7.132 As there are tongues, are hands, are accidents; 4.7.133 And then this 'should' is like a spendthrift sigh, 4.7.134 That hurts by easing. But, to the quick o' the ulcer:-- 4.7.135 Hamlet comes back: what would you undertake, 4.7.136 To show yourself your father's son in deed 4.7.137 More than in words? 4.7.138 King Claudius. No place, indeed, should murder sanctuarize; 4.7.140 Revenge should have no bounds. But, good Laertes, 4.7.141 Will you do this, keep close within your chamber. 4.7.142 Hamlet return'd shall know you are come home: 4.7.143 We'll put on those shall praise your excellence 4.7.144 And set a double varnish on the fame 4.7.145 The Frenchman gave you, bring you in fine together 4.7.146 And wager on your heads: he, being remiss, 4.7.147 Most generous and free from all contriving, 4.7.148 page 13

Will not peruse the foils; so that, with ease, 4.7.149 Or with a little shuffling, you may choose 4.7.150 A sword unbated, and in a pass of practise 4.7.151 Requite him for your father. 4.7.152 King Claudius. Let's further think of this; 4.7.163 Weigh what convenience both of time and means 4.7.164 May fit us to our shape: if this should fail, 4.7.165 And that our drift look through our bad performance, 4.7.166 'Twere better not assay'd: therefore this project 4.7.167 Should have a back or second, that might hold, 4.7.168 If this should blast in proof. Soft! let me see: 4.7.169 We'll make a solemn wager on your cunnings: I ha't. 4.7.170 When in your motion you are hot and dry-- 4.7.171 As make your bouts more violent to that end-- 4.7.172 And that he calls for drink, I'll have prepared him 4.7.173 A chalice for the nonce, whereon but sipping, 4.7.174 If he by chance escape your venom'd stuck, 4.7.175 Our purpose may hold there. 4.7.176 Enter QUEEN GERTRUDE How now, sweet queen! 4.7.177 King Claudius. Let's follow, Gertrude: 4.7.208 How much I had to do to calm his rage! 4.7.209 Now fear I this will give it start again; 4.7.210 Therefore let's follow. 4.7.211 Exeunt King Claudius. Pluck them asunder. 5.1.268 King Claudius. O, he is mad, Laertes. 5.1.278 King Claudius. I pray you, good Horatio, wait upon him. 5.1.301 Exit HORATIO To LAERTES Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech; 5.1.302 We'll put the matter to the present push. 5.1.303 Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son. 5.1.304 This grave shall have a living monument: 5.1.305 An hour of quiet shortly shall we see; 5.1.306 Till then, in patience our proceeding be. 5.1.307 Exeunt King Claudius. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me. 5.2.219 KING CLAUDIUS puts LAERTES' hand into HAMLET's 5.2.257 page 14

King Claudius. Give them the foils, young Osric. Cousin Hamlet, You know the wager? 5.2.258 King Claudius. I do not fear it; I have seen you both: 5.2.261 But since he is better'd, we have therefore odds. 5.2.262 King Claudius. Set me the stoops of wine upon that table. 5.2.266 If Hamlet give the first or second hit, 5.2.267 Or quit in answer of the third exchange, 5.2.268 Let all the battlements their ordnance fire: 5.2.269 The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath; 5.2.270 And in the cup an union shall he throw, 5.2.271 Richer than that which four successive kings 5.2.272 In Denmark's crown have worn. Give me the cups; 5.2.273 And let the kettle to the trumpet speak, 5.2.274 The trumpet to the cannoneer without, 5.2.275 The cannons to the heavens, the heavens to earth, 5.2.276 'Now the king dunks to Hamlet.' Come, begin: 5.2.277 And you, the judges, bear a wary eye. 5.2.278 King Claudius. Stay; give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine; 5.2.286 Here's to thy health. 5.2.287 Trumpets sound, and cannon shot off within Give him the cup. 5.2.288 King Claudius. Our son shall win. 5.2.292 King Claudius. Gertrude, do not drink. 5.2.297 King Claudius. [Aside] It is the poison'd cup: it is too late. 5.2.299 King Claudius. I do not think't. 5.2.303 King Claudius. Part them; they are incensed. 5.2.311 King Claudius. She swounds to see them bleed. 5.2.319 King Claudius. O, yet defend me, friends; I am but hurt. 5.2.335 page 15