All my fmooth body.

Thus was I, fleeping, by a brother's hand,

Of life, of crown, of queen, at once despatch'd:
Cut off even in the bloffoms of my fin,
Unhoufel'd, disappointed, unaneal'd :
No reckoning made, but fent to my account
With all my imperfections on my head:
O, horrible! O, horrible! most horrible!
If thou haft nature in thee, bear it not;

Let not the royal bed of Denmark be

A couch for luxury and damned incest.
But, howsoever thou purfu'ft this act,
Taint not thy mind, nor let thy foul contrive
Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven
And to those thorns that in her bofom lodge,
To prick and fting her. Fare thee well at once!
The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,

And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire:

Adieu, adieu, adieu! remember me!

[Exit.

Ham. O all you hoft of heaven! O earth! What else?

And fhall I couple hell?-O fie!-Hold, hold, my heart;
And you, my finews, grow not instant old,
But bear me ftiffly up!-Remember thee!
Ay, thou poor ghoft, while memory holds a feat
In this distracted globe. Remember thee!
Yea, from the table of my memory

I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,

All faws of books, all forms, all preffures paft,
That youth and obfervation copied there;
And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the book and volume of my brain,
Unmix'd with bafer matter: yes, by heaven!
O most pernicious woman!

O villain, villain, fmiling damned villain!

My

My tables,-meet it is, I fet it down,

That one may fmile, and fmile, and be a villain;

At least, I am fure, it may be fo in Denmark: [Writing. So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word;

It is, Adieu, adieu! remember me.

I have fworn't.

Hor. [Within.] My lord, my lord-
Mar. [Within.] Lord Hamlet-
Hor. [Within.] Heaven secure him!
Ham. So be it!

Mar. [Within.] Illo, ho, ho, my lord!
Ham. Hillo, ho, ho, boy! come, bird, come.

Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS.

Mar. How is't, my noble lord?

Hor. What news, my lord?

Ham. O wonderful!

Hor. Good my lord, tell it.

Ham. No;

You will reveal it.

Hor. Not I, my lord, by heaven.

Mar. Nor I, my lord.

Ham. How fay you then; would heart of man once think it ?

But you'll be fecret

Hor. Mar. Ay, by heaven, my lord.

Ham. There's ne'er a villain, dwelling in all Denmark, But he's an arrant knave.

Hor. There needs no ghoft, my lord, come from the grave, To tell us this.

Ham. Why, right; you are in the right;
And fo, without more circumstance at all,
I hold it fit, that we shake hands, and part :

You, as your business, and defire, shall point you ;

For

For every man hath business, and defire,

Such as it is, and, for my own poor part,
Look you, I will go pray.

Hor. These are but wild and whirling words, my lord. Ham. I am forry they offend you, heartily; yes, 'faith, Heartily.

Hor. There's no offence, my lord.

Ham. Yes, by faint Patrick, but there is, Horatio,
And much offence too. Touching this vision here,—
It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you:
For your defire to know what is between us,
O'er-master it as you may. And now, good friends,
As you are friends, fcholars, and foldiers,

Give me one poor request.

Hor. What is't, my lord? we will.

Ham. Never make known what you have seen to-night.

Hor. Mar. My lord, we will not.

Ham. Nay, but fwear't.

Hor. In faith, my lord, not I.

Mar. Nor I, my lord, in faith.

Ham. Upon my fword.

Mar. We have fworn, my lord, already.

Ham. Indeed, upon my fword, indeed.

Ghoft. [Beneath.] Swear.

Ham. Ha, ha, boy! fay'ft thou fo? art thou there,

true-penny?

Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage,

Confent to fwear.

Hor. Propofe the oath, my lord.

Ham. Never to speak of this that you have seen, Swear by my fword.

Ghoft. [Beneath.] Swear.

Ham. Hic & ubique? then we'll shift our ground :Come hither, gentlemen,

And

And lay your hands again upon my fword:
Sear by my fword,

Never to speak of this that you have heard.

Ghoft. [Beneath.] Swear by his fword.

Ham. Well faid,old mole! can't work i'the earth so fast? A worthy pioneer!-Once more remove, good friends. Hor. O day and night, but this is wondrous ftrange! Ham. And, therefore, as a stranger, give it welcome. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

But come ;

Here, as before, never, fo help you mercy!
How ftrange or odd foe'er I bear myself,
As I, perchance, hereafter shall think meet
To put an antick difpofition on,—

That you, at fuch times feeing me, never fhall,
With arms encumber'd thus, or this head-fhake,
Or by pronouncing of fome doubtful phrafe,

As, Well, well, we know ;-or, We could, an if we would;
Or, If we lift to speak ;-or, There be, an if they might;→
Or fuch ambiguous giving out, to note

That you know aught of me :-This do you swear,

So grace

and mercy at your most need help you!

Ghoft. [Beneath.] Swear.

Ham. Reft, reft, perturbed fpirit!-So gentlemen, With all my love I do commend me to you:

And what fo poor a man as Hamlet is

May do, to express his love and friending to you,
God willing, fhall not lack. Let us go in together;
And ftill your fingers on your lips, I pray
The time is out of joint ;-O cursed spite!

That ever I was born to set it right!

Nay, come, let's go together.

[Exeunt.

ACT

ACT II. SCENE I.

A Room in POLONIUS's Houfe.

Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO.

Pol. Give him this money, and these notes, Reynaldo. Rey. I will, my lord.

Pol. You fhall do marvellous wifely, good Reynaldo, Before you visit him, to make enquiry

Of his behaviour.

Rey. My lord, I did intend it.

Pol. Marry, well faid: very well faid. Look you, fir, Inquire me first what Danskers are in Paris;

And how, and who, what means, and where they keep,
What company, at what expence; and finding,

By this encompassment and drift of question,
That they do know my fon, come you more nearer
Than your particular demands will touch it:

Take you, as 'twere, some distant knowledge of him
As thus,-I know his father, and his friends,

And, in part, him;-Do you mark this, Reynaldo?
Rey. Ay, very well, my lord.

Pol. And, in part, him;-but, you may fay,-not well; But, if't be be I mean, he's very wild;

Addicted fo and so;—and there put on him

What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank
As may dishonour him; take heed of that;
But, fir, fuch wanton, wild, and usual flips,
As are companions noted and most known
To youth and liberty.

Rey. As gaming, my lord.

Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing, fwearing, quarrelling, Drabbing:-You may go so far.

Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him.

Pot.