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sre is come to do some villainous shame To grubs and eyeless skulls ? as I discern,
dead bodies : I will apprehend him.-- It burneth in the Capels' monument.

[ Advances. Bal. It doth so, holy sir; and there's my inaster, Ty unhallow'd toil, vile Montague ;

One that you love. ngeance be pursued further than death? Fri.

Who is it? emned villain, I do apprehend thee:

Bal.

Romeo. and go with me; for thou must die.

Fri. How long hath he been there? kom. I must, indeed; and therefore came I Bal.

Full half an hour hither.

1

Fri. Go with me to the vault. d gentle youth, tempt not a desperate man, Bal.

I dare not, sır: hence, and leave me;—think upon these gone; My master knows not, but I am gone hence; ! them affright thee.-1 beseech thee, youth, And fearfully did menace me with death, up not another sin upon my head,

III did stay to look on his intents. y urging me to fury :-0, be gone!

Fri. Stay then, I'll go alone :-Fear comes upon 'y heaven, I love thee better than myself:

me: For I coine hither arm’d against myself:

0, much I fear some ill unlucky thing. Suy not, be gone;- live, and bereafter say

Bal. As I did sleep under this yew-tree here, A madman's mercy bade thee run away.

I dreamt my master and another fought, Pur. I do defy thy conjurations,

And that my master slew him. And do attach thee as a telon here.

Fri.

Romeo! (Advances. Rom. Wilt thou provoke me? then have at thee,' Alack, alack, what blood is this, which stains boy:

[They fight. The stony entrance of this sepulchre ?-Page. () lord! they fight, I will go call the What mean these masterless and gory swords watch.

[Exit Page. To lie discolor'd by this place of peace? Par. 0, 1 am slain! (Falls.]-If thou be mercitul,

[Enters the Monument. Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet. [Dies. Romeo! 0, pale!-Who else? what, Paris, too?

Rom. In faith, I will:-Let me peruse this face; And steep'd in blood ?-Ah, what an unkind hour Mercutio's kinsman, noble county Paris :

Is guilty of this lamentable chance !What said my man, when my betossed soul The lady stirs.

(JULIET wakes and stirs. Did not attend him as we rode ? I think,

Jul. O, comfortable friar! where is my lord ? He told me Paris should have married Juliet: I do remember well where I should be, Said he not so? or did I dream it so?

And there I am :-Where is my Romeo? Or am I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet,

[Noise within. To think it was so ?-0, give me thy hand,

Fri. I hear some noise.-Lady, come from that One writ with me in sour mistortune's book!

nest I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave, -

Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep; A grave! 0, no; a lantern, slaughter'd youth, A greater Power than we can contradict For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes

Hath thwarted our intents; come, come away: This vault a feasting presence! full of light. Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead; Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interrd. And Paris too: come, I'll dispose of thee

(Laying PARIA in the Monument. Among a sisterhood of holy nuns : How oft, when men are at the point of death, Stay not to question, for the watch is coming; Have they been merry? which their keepers call Come, go, good Juliet,-[Noise again.) I dare stay A lightning before death;-0, how may I

no longer.

[Exil. Call this a lightning ?-0, my love! my wife!

Jul. Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.Death, that hath suck'd the honey ofthy breath, What's here? a cup, clos'd in my true love's hand? Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:

Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end:-Thou art not conquerd; beauty's ensign yet () churl! drink all; and leave no friendly drop, Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy checks,

To help me after?-I will kiss thy lips; And death's pale flag is not advanced there.- llaply, some poison yet doth hang on them, Tybalt, liest ihou there in thy bloody sheet? To make me die with a restorative. (Kisses him. 0, what more favor can I do to thee,

Thy lips are warm ! Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain, 1 Watch. (Within.] Lead, boy:-Which way? To sunder his that was thine enemy?

Jul. Yea, noise !-- Then I'll be brief.-0 happy Forgive me, cousin !-Ah, dear Juliet,

dagger! [Snatching Romeo's Dagger. Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe

This is thy sheath; [Stabs herself:] there rust, and That unsubstantial death is amorous;

let me die. And that the lean abhorred monster keeps

(Falls on Romeo's Body, and dies. Thee here in dark to be his paramour ?

Enter Watch, with the Page of Paris. For fear of that, I will still stay with thee;

Page. This is the place; there, where the torch And never from this palace of dim night

doth burn. Depart again; here, here will I remain

1 Watch. The ground is bloody; Search about With worms that are thy chambermaids; 0, here

the churchyard: Will I set up my everlasting rest;

Go, some of you, whoe'er you find, attach. And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars

(Ereunt some. From this world-wearied tiesh.--Eyes, look your Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain ; last!

And Juliet bleeding; warm, and newly dead, Arms, take your last embrace! and lips, () you, Who here hath lain these two days buried.The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss

Go, tell the prince,-run to the Capulets,-
A dateless bargain to engrossing death!
Come, bitter conduct,2 come, unsavory guide!

Raise up the Montagues, some others search;

[ Exeunt other Watchmen Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on

We see the ground whereon these woes do lie; The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark!

Bint the true ground of all these piteous woes Here's to my love!--[Drinks.] 0, true a pothecary! We cannot without circumstance descry. Thy drugs are quick.–Thus with a kiss I die.

[ Dies.

Enter some of the Watch, with BALTHAZAR.

2 Watch. Here's Romeo's man, we found him in Enter, at the other End of the Churchyard, FRIAR

the churchyard. LAURENCE, with a Lantern, Crow, and Spade. 1 Watch. Hold him in safety, till the prince come Fri. Saint Francis be my speed! how oft to-night

hither. llave my old feet stumbled at graves !-Who's

Enter another Watchman, with Friar LAURENCE. there?

3 Watch. Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, Who is it that consorts, so late, the dead?

and weeps: Bal. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows

We took this mattock and this spade from him, Fri. Bliss be upon you! Tell me, good my

As he was coming from this churchyard side.

1 Watch. A great suspicion: Stay the friar too. friend, What torch is yond', that vainly lends his light

Enter the PRINCE and Attendants. I refuse to do as thou conjurest me to do, i... to depart.

Prince. What misadventure is so early up, Presence-chamber.

. Conductor. That calls our person from our morning's rest?

you well.

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Tush, thou art deceiv'd : John. I could not send it,-here it is again, Leave me and do the thing I bid thee do:

Nor get a messenger to bring it thee, Ha t thou no letters to me from the triar?

So fearful were they of infection. Bal. No, my good lord.

Lau. Unhappy fortune! by my brotherho Rom.

No matter: get thee gone, The letter was not nice, but full of plads And hire those horses ; I'll be with thee straight. Of dear import; and the nexiertin

(Exit BALTHAZAR. May do much danger: F.? Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee to-night.

Get me an iron 1, Let's see for means :--0, mischiet, thou art swift

Unto my mo!!
To enter in the thoughts of desperate men!

John.
I do remember an apothecary: -
And hereabouts he dwells,-whom late I noted

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Sharp misery had worn him to the bones:
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A beggarly account of empty boxes,
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YILET,

OF DENMARK.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

mark.

FRANCISCO, a Soldier.
jurmer, and Nephew to the REYNALDO, Servant to Polonius.
ing.

A Captain.
ramberlain.

An Ambassador. il to Hamlet.

Ghost of Hamlet's Father. to Polonius.

FORTIN

BRAS, Prince of Norway

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SCENE I. - Elsinore. A Platform before the Mar. Horatio says, 'tis but our fantasy,
Castle.

And will not let belief take hold of him,
FRANCISCO on his Post. Enter to him BERNARDO.

Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us; Ber. Who's there?

Therefore I have entreated him, along Fran. Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold With us to watch the minutes of this night;

That, if again this apparition come, Yourself.

He may

approve our eyes, and speak to it. Ber. Long live the king !

Hor. Tush! tush! 'twill not appear.
Fran.
Bernardo?
Ber.

Sit down awhile; Ber.

He.
Fran. You come most carefully upon your hour. That are so fortified against our story,

And let us once again assail your ears,
Ber. 'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, What we two nights have seen.
Francisco.

Hor.
Fran. For this relief, much thanks; 'tis bitter And let us hear Bernardo speak of this.

Well, sit we down, cold,

Ber. Last night of all,
And I am sick at heart.
Ber. Have you had quiet guard?

When yon same star, that's westward from the pole, Fran. Not a mouse stirring.

Had made his course to illume that part of heaven

Where now it burns, Marcellus, and myself, Ber. Well, good-night.

The bell then beating one, If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,

Mar. Peace, break thee off; look, where it The rivals! of my watch, bid them make haste.

comes again! Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS.

Enter Ghost. Fran. I think, I hear them.-Stand, ho! Who is

Ber. In the same figure, like the king that's dead. there? Hor. Friends to this ground.

Mar. Thou art a scholar, speak to it, Horatio.

Ber. Looks it not like the king? mark it, HoMar. And liegemen to the Dane.

ratio. Fran. Give you good-night.

Hor. Most like :—it harrows me with fear, and Mar. O, farewell, honest soldier:

wonder. Who hath relieved you?

Ber. It would be spoke to.
Fran.
Bernardo hath my place. Mar.

Speak to it, Horatio. Give you good-night.

[Exit FRANCISCO. Mar. Holla! Bernardo!

Hor. What art thou, that usurp'st this time of

night, Ber.

Say,

Together with that fair and warlike form That, is Horatio there?

In which the majesty of buried Denmark Hor.

A piece of him. Ber. Welcome, Horatio; Welcome, good Mar- Did sometimes march ? By heaven, I charge thee,

speak.
cellus.
Hor. What, has this thing appear'd again to-

Mar. It is offended.
Ber.

See! it stalks away.
night?
Ber. I have seen nothing.

Hur. Stay, speak: speak, I charge thee, speak.

(Exit Ghost. · Partners.

, Make good, or establish.

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Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and others. To help to take her from her borrow'd grave, Cap. What should it be, that they so shriek Being the time the potion's force should ceas abroad?

But he which bore my letter, friar John, La. Cap. The prople in the street cry-Romeo,

Was staid by accident; and yesternight Some-Juliet, and some-Paris; and all run,

Return'd my letter back: Then all alone, With open cutcry, toward our monument.

At the prefixed hour of her waking, Prince. What fear is this, which startles in our Came I to take her from her kindred's vault; ears?

Meaning to keep her closely at my cell, 1 Watch. Sovereign, here lies the county Paris Till I conveniently could send to Romeo: slain;

But, when I came, (some minute ere the time And Romeo dead; and Juliet, dead before,

Of her awakening,) here untimely lay Warm and new kill'd.

The noble Paris, and true Romeo, dead. Prince. Search, seek, and know how this foul She wakes; and I entreated her come forth, murder comes.

And bear this work of heaven with patience: 1 Watch. Here is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's But then a noise did scare me from the tomb; man;

And she, too desperate, would not go with me, With instruments upon them, fit to open

But (as it seems) did violence on herself. These dead men's tombs.

All this I know; and to the marriage, Cap.0, heavens !-0 wife ! look how our daughter Her nurse is privy: And, if aught in this bleeds!

Miscarried by my fault, let my old life This dagger hath mista'en,- for lo! his house3

Be sacrificed, some hour before his time, Is empty on the back of Montague,

Unto the rigor of severest law. And is mis-sheathed in my daughter's bosom.

Prince. We still have known thee for a holy La. Cap. O me! this sight of death is as a bell,

manThat warns my old age to a sepulchre.

Where's Romeo's man? what can he say in this! Enter MONTAGUE and others.

Bal. I brought my master news of Juliet's death;

And then in post he came from Mantua, Prince. Come, Montague; for thou art early up, To this same place, to this same monument. To see thy son and heir more early down.

This letter he early bid me give his father; Mon. Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night; And threaten'd me with death, going in the vault, Grief of my son's exile hath stopp'd her breath: If I departed not, and left him there. What further woe conspires against mine age ? Prince. Give me the letter, I will look on it.Prince. Look, and thou shalt see.

Where is the county's page, that rais'd the watch! Mon. O thou untaught; what manners is in this, Sirrah, what made your master in this place ? To press before thy father to a grave ?

Page. He came with flowers to strew his lady's Prince. Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while,

grave; Till we can clear these ambiguities,

And bid me stand aloof, and so I did: And know their spring, their head, their true de- Anon, comes one with light to ope the tomb, scent;

And, by and by, my master drew on him; And then will I be general of your woes,

And then I ran away to call the watch. And lead you even to death: Meantime forbear, Prince. This letter doth make good the friar's And let mischance be slave to patience.

words, Bring forth the parties of suspicion.

Their course of love, the tidings of her death: Fri. I am the greatest, able to do least,

And here he writes that he did buy a poison Yet most suspected, as the time and place

Of a poor 'pothecary, and therewithal Doth make against me, of this direful murder; Came to this vault to die, and lie with Juliet.-. And here I stand, both to impeach and purge Where

be these enemies ! Capulet! Montague! Myself condemned and myself excus'd.

See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, Prince. Then say at once what thou dost know that heaven finds means to kill your joys with in this.

love; Fri. I will be brief, for my short date of breath And I, for winking at your discords too, Is not so long as is a tedious tale.

Have lost a brace of kinsmen: All are punish u. Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet; Cap. O brother Montague, give me thy hand: And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife: This is my daughter's jointure, for no more I married them; and their stolen marriage-day. Can I demand. Was Tybalt's dooms-day, whose untimely death Mon. But I can give thee more: Banish'd the new-made bridegroom from this city: For I will raise her statue in pure gold; For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pined. That, while Verona by that name is known, You-to remove that sieget of grief from her,-- There shall no figure at such rate be sot, Betroth'd, and would have married her perforce, As that of true and faithful Juliet. To county Paris :-Then comes she to me;

Cap. As rich shall Romeo by his lady lie; And, with wild looks, bid me deviso some means Poor sacrifices of our enmity! To rid her from this second marriage,

Prince. A glooming peace this morning with it Or, in my cell there would she kill herself.

brings: Then gave I her, so tutor'd by my art,

The sun for sorrow will not show his head: A sleeping potion; which so took effect

Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things: As I intended, for it wrought on her

Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo, For never was a story of more woe, That he should hither come at this dire night, Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. rie. The scabbard.

• Seat

• Mercutio and Paris.

(Eseund

H A MLET,

PRINCE OF DENMARK.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

CLAUDIUS, King of Denmark.

FRANCISCO, a Soldier. HAMLET, Son to the former, and Nephew to the REYNALDO, Servant to Polonius. present King.

A Captain POLONIUS, Lord Chamberlain.

An Ambassador. HORATIO, Friend to Hamlet.

Ghost of Hamlet's Father.
LAERTES, Son to Polonius.

FORTINBRAS, Prince of Norway
VOLTIMAND,
CORNELIUS,
ROSENCRANTZ,
Courtiers.

GERTRUDE, Queen of Denmark, and Mother of GUILDENSTERN,

Hamlet.
OSRIC, a Courtier.

OPHELIA, Daughter of Polonius.
Another Courtier.
A Priest.

Lords, Ladies, Officers, Soldiers, Players, Grave

diggers, Sailors, Messengers, and ciher Attenda 1 ants.

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MARCELLUS

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SCENE, Elsinore.

ACT I.

SCENE I. – Elsinore. A Platform before the Mar. Horatio says, 'tis but our fantasy,
Castle.

And will not let belief take hold of him,
FRANCISCO on his Post. Enter to him BERNARDO.

Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us;

Therefore I have entreated him, along
Ber. Who's there?

With us to watch the minutes of this night;
Fran. Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold That, if again this apparition come,
Yourself.

He may

approve our eyes, and speak to it. Ber. Long live the king !

Hor. Tush! tush! 'twill not appear.
Fran.
Bernardo?
Ber.

Sit down awhile; Ber.

He.

And let us once again assail your ears, Fran. You come most carefully upon your hour. That are so fortified against our story, Ber. 'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, What we two nights have seen. Francisco.

Hor.

Well, sit we down, Fran. For this relief, much thanks ; 'tis bitter And let us hear Bernardo speak of this. cold,

Ber. Last night of all, And I am sick at heart.

When yon same star, that's westward from the pole, Ber. Have you had quiet guard ?

Had made his course to illume that part of heaven Fran. Not a mouse stirring.

Where now it burns, Marcellus, and myself, Ber. Well, good-night.

The bell then beating one, If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus,

Mar. Peace, break thee off; look, where it The rivals' of my watch, bid them make haste.

comes again! Enter Horatio and MARCELLUS.

Enter Ghost. Fran. I think, I hear them.-Stand, ho! Who is

Ber. In the same figure, like the king that's dead. there?

Mar. Thou art a scholar, speak to it, Horatio. Hor. Friends to this ground.

Ber. Looks it not like the king? mark it, HoAnd liegemen to the Dane.

ratio. Fran. Give you good-night.

Hor. Most like:-it harrows me with fear, and Mar. o, farewell, honest soldier:

wonder. Who hath relieved you?

Ber. It would be spoke to.
Fran.
Bernardo hath my place. Mar.

Speak to it, Horatio. Give you good-night.

(Exit FRANCISCO. Hor. What art thou, that usurp'st this time of Mar. Holla! Bernardo!

night, Ber.

Say,

Together with that fair and warlike form hat, is Horatio there?

In which the majesty of buried Denmark
A piece of him.

Did sometimes march? By heaven, I charge thee, Ber. Welcome, Horatio; Welcome, good Mar

speak. cellus.

Mar. It is offended. Hor. What, has this thing appear'd again to- Ber.

See! it stalks away. night? Ber. I have seen nothing.

Hor. Stay, speak: speak, I charge thee, speak.

(Exii Ghost. · Partners.

Make good, or establish.

Mar.

Hor.

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