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Queen. For love of God, forbear him.
Ham. 'Zounds, show me what thou’lt do : Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast ? woul't tear
This is mere madness:
Hear you, sir;
[Exit HORATIO. Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech;
[TO LAERTES. We'll put the matter to the present push.Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.
Eisel is vinegar ; but Mr. Steevens conjectures the word should be Weisel, a river which falls into the Baltic ocean.
This grave shall have a living monument:
A Hall in the Castle.
Enter HAMLET and HORATIO.
Hum. So much for this, sir : now shall you see the
other You do remember all the circumstance?
Hor. Remember it, my lord !
Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting,
That is most certain.
7 Mutineers. : Fetters and handcuffs brought from Bilboa in Spain. 9 Fail.
A royal knavery ; an exact command,
leisure. But wilt thou hear now how I did proceed?
Hor. Ay, 'beseech you.
Ham. Being thus benetted round with villanies,
Ay, good my lord.
should still her wheaten garland wear, And stand a comma tween their amities; And many
such like as's of great charge,That, on the view and knowing of these contents, Without debatement further, more, or less,
i Garnished. 2 Bugbears.
3 Looking over.
4 Before. 6A note of connection.'
He should the bearers put to sudden death,
How was this seal'd?
Hor. So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't.
Why, what a king is this! Ham. Does it not, think thee, stand me now upon? He that hath kill'd my king, and whor'd my mother; Popp'd in between the election and my hopes ; Thrown out his angle for my proper life, And with such cozenage; is't not perfect conscience, To quito him with this arm ? and is't not to be
damn'd, To let this canker of our nature come In further evil ? Hor. It must be shortly known to him from Eng.
8 Copy. 9 Following.
What is the issue of the business there.
Ham. It will be short: the interim is mine;
who comes here?
Osr. Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark.
Ham. I humbly thank you, sir.--Dost know this water-fly??
Hor. No, my good lord.
Ham. Thy state is the more gracious; for 'tis a vice to know him: He hath much land, and fertile: let a beast be lord of beasts, and his crib shall stand
at the king's mess: 'Tis a chough;} but, as I say, s spacious in the possession of dirt.
Osr. Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I should impart a thing to you from his majesty.
Ham. I will receive it, sir, with all diligence of spirit: Your bonnet to his right use; ’tis for the head.
Osr. I thank your lordship, 'tis very hot.
Ham. No, believe me, 'tis very cold; the wind is northerly.
"For conni some Editors read court.
2 Water-flies are gnats. 3 A bird like a jackdaw. VOL. X.