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Ham. In happy time.
Richer than that which four successive kings Lord. The queen desires you to use some gentle In Denmark's crown have worn; Give me the entertainment to Laertes, before you fall to play.
cups; Ham. She well instructs me. (Exil Lord. And let the kettle to the trumpet speak, Hor. You will lose this wager, my lord.
The trumpet to the cannoneer without, Ham. I do not think so; since he went into The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth, France. I have been in continual practice; I shall Now the King drinks to Hamlet.-Come, begin;win at the odds. But thou wouldst not think, how | And you, the judges, bear a wary « ye. ill all's here about my heart: but it is no matter. Ham. Come on, sir. Hur. Nay, good my lord,
Come my lord [They play Ham. It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of Ham.
One. gain-giving, as would, perhaps, trouble a woman. Laer.
No. Hor. If your mind dislike any thing, obey it: I Ham.
Judgment will forestall their repair hither, and say, you are Ost. A hit, a very palpable hit. pot fit.
Well,--again. Ham. Not a whit; we defy augury; there is a King. Stay, give me drink: Hamlet, this peari special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be
is thine ; now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will | Here's to thy health.–Give him the cup. be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the
[Trumpets sound; and Canno i readiness is all: Since no man, of aught he leaves,
shot off within. kuows, what is't to leave betimes? Let be.
Ham. I'll play this bout first, set it by a while. Enler King, QUEEN, LAERTES, Lords, Osric, and come.-Another hit; What say you ? "[They play. Attendants, with Foils, &c.
Laer. A touch, a touch, I do confess.
King. Our son shall win. King. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand Queen.
He's fat, and scant of breath. from me.
Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows: (The King puts the Hand of LAERTES The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet. into that of HAMLET.
Ham. Good madam,Ham. Give me your pardon, sir: I have done
Gertrude, do not drink. you wrong;
Queen. I will, my lord ;-1 pray you, pardon me. But pardon it, as you are a gentleman.
King. It is the poison'd cup; it is too late. (Asie. This presences knows, and you must needs have Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam; by-and-by. heard,
Come, let me wipe thy face. How I am punish'd with a sore distraction.
Laer. My lord, I'll hit híın now. What I have done,
I do not think it. That might your nature, honor, and exception, Laer. And yet it is almost against my conscience Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness.
(.4 side. Was't Hamlet wronged Laertes? Never Hamlet; Ham. Come, tor the third, Laertes: You do bur If Hamlet from himself be ta'en away,
dally; And, when he's not himself, does wrong Laertes, I pray you, pass with your best violence; Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it. I am a feard, you make a wanton3 of me. Who does it, then! His madness : If't be so, Laer. Say you so? come on. [They play Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd;
Osr. Nothing neither way. His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy.
Laer. Have at you now. Sır, in this audience,
(LAERTES wounds HAMLET; then, in scuffling, Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil
they change Rapiers, and Hamlet wounds Free me so far in your most generous thoughts,
LAERTES. That I have shot my arrow o'er the house,
Part them; they are incens'd. And hurt my brother.
Ham. Nay, come again. (The QUEEN fulis. Laer. I am satisfied in nature, Osr.
Look to the queen there, ho Whose motive, in this case, should stir me most Hor. They bleed on both sides :--How is it, my To my revenge: but in my terms of honor
lord ? I stand aloof; and will no reconcilement,
Osr. How is't, Laertes ? Till by some elder masters of known honor,
Laer. Why, as a woodcock to my own springe, I have a voice and precedent of peace,
Ham. How does the queen ?
She swoons to see them bleer Ham. I embrace it freely;
Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink, -() iny And will this brother's wager frankly play
dear Hamlet Give us the fuils; come on.
The drink, the drink;-I am poison'd! [Dies Laer.
Come, one for me. Ham. O villany!- Ho! let the door be lock'd : Ham. I'll be your foil, Laertes ; in mine igno- Treachery! seek it out.
(LAERTES falls гарсе
Luer. Ii is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art slain: Your skill shall, like a star i' the darkest night, No medicine in the world can do thee good, Stick fiery off indeed.
In thee there is not half an hour's life; Laer.
You mock me, sir. The treacherous instrument is in thy hand, Ham. No, by this hand.
Unbated,' and envenom'd: the foul practice King. Give them the foils, young Osric.-Cousin Hath turn'd itself on me; lo, here I lie, Hamlet,
Never to rise again: Thy mother's poison'd;
I can no more; the king, the king's to blame.
Ham. The point
į Stabs the KING. But since he's better'd, we have therefore odds. Osr. & Lords. Treason! treason!
Laer. This is too heavy, let me see another. King. O, yet defend me friends, I am but hurt. Ham. This likes me well: These foils have all Ham. Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damner a length? [They prepare to play.
Dane, Ost. Ay, iny goud lord.
Drink off this potion :-Is thy union here? King. Set me the stoups! of wine upon that Follow my mother.
Kixg dies, table:
He is justly servid; If Hamlet give the first or second hit,
It is a poison temper'd5 by himself.Or quit in answer of the third exchange,
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet: Let all the battlements their ordnance fire, Mine and my father's death come not upon thee: The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath; Nor thine on me!
Dies And in the cup an unionshall he throw,
Ham. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow
thee. Misgiving. • The king and queen's presence. • Unwounded.
Large jugs. 3 Boy.
• Not blunted; without a button.
I am dead, Horatio :-Wretched queen, adieu ! What feast is toward in thine eternal cell,
So bloodily hast struck?
The sight is dismal; Is strict in his arrest,) O, I could tell you,- And our affairs from England come too late : But let it be:-Horatio, I am dead;
The ears are senseless, that should give us hearing, Thou liv'st; report me and my cause aright To tell him, his commandment is fulfill'd, To the unsatisfied.
That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead: Hor. Never believe it;
Where should we have our thanks! I am more an antique Roman than a Dane,
Not from his morth, Here's yet some liquor left.
Had it the ability of life to thank you; Ham.
As thou'rt a man,- He never gave commandment for their death. Give me the cup; let go; by heaven I'll have it.- But since, so jump? upon this bloody question, O God!-Horatio, what a wounded name,
You from the Polack wars, and you from England, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind Are here arriv'd; give order, that these bodies me?
High on a stage be placed to the view; !f thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
And let me speak, to the yet unknowing world, Absent thee from felicity a while,
How these things come about: So shall you hear And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts; To tell my story: -
Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters; (March ofar off, and Shot within. of deaths put on by cunning, and forced cause;
What warlike noise is this? | And, in this upshot, purposes mistook Osr. Young Fortinbras, with conquest come Fall'n on the inventors' heads: all this can I from Poland,
Truly deliver. To the ambassadors of England gives
Fort. Let us haste to hear it, This warlike volley.
And call the noblest to the audience. Laer. 0, I die, Horatio ;
For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune; The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit; I have some rights of memory in this kingdom I cannot live to hear the news from England: Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me. But I do prophesy the election lights
Hor. Of that I shall have also cause to speak, On Fortinbras; he has my dying voice;
And from his mouth whose voice will draw on So tell him, with the occurrents, more or less,
more: Which have solicited, the rest is silence. (Dies. But let this same be presently performd, Hor. Now cracks a noble heart;-Good-night, Even while men's minds are wild; lest more missweet prince;
chance, And tlights of angels sing thee to thy rest! On plots and errors, happen. Why does the drum come hither? [March within. Fort.
Let four captains Enter FORTINBRAS, the English Ambassadors,
Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage; and others.
For he was likely, had he been put on, Fort. Where is this sight?
To have prov'd most royally: and, for his passage, Hor.
What is it you would see? The soldier's music, and the rites of war, If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search.
Speak loudly for him.Fort. This quarry9 cries on havoc!l-0 proud Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss.
Take up the bodies :-Such a sight as this death!
Go, bid the soldiers shoot. (A Dead Mac • A sergeant is a sheriff's officer. Occurrences. • Incited.
• Heap of dead game.
(Exeunt, bearing off the dead Be dies; go 1 A word of censure when more game was destroyed
which, a Peal of Ordnance is sent of than vas reasonable.
• 80 exactly at the time.
THE MOOR OF VENICE.
PERSONS REPRESENTED. DUKE OF VENICE.
Clown, Servant to Othello.
DESDEMONA, Daughter to Brabantio, and Wife to OTHELLO), the Moor.
Othello. CASSIO, his Lieutenant.
EMILIA, Wife to lago. lago, his Ancient.
BIANUA, a Courtezan, Mistress to Cassio. RODERIGO, a Venetian Gentleman. MONTANO, Othello's Predecessor in the Govern- Officers, Gentlemen, Messengers, Musicians, ment of Cyprus.
Sailors, Attendants, &c.
SCENE, for the first Act, in Venice; during the rest of the Play, at a Sea-port in Cyprus.
SCENE I.–Venice. A Street.
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly follow'd.'Yon shall mark
Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave, Rd. Tush, never tell me, I take it much un- That, doting on his own obsequious bondage, kindly,
Wears out his time, much like his master's ass, That thou, lago,—who hast had my purse, For naught but provender; and, when he's old, As if the strings were thine,-shouldst know of
Whip me such honest knaves: Others there are, lago. 'Sblood, but you will not hear me :- Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty, If ever I did dream ot' such a matter,
Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves; Abhor me.
And, throwing but shows of service on their lords, Roil. Thou told'st me, thou didst hold him in thy Do well thrive by them, and when they have lined hate.
their coats, lago. Despise me, if I do not. Three great ones Do themselves homage: these fellows have some of the city,
Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, And, in conclusion, nonsuits
But seeming so, for my peculiar end: My mediators; fur certes, says he,
For when my outward action doth demonstrate I have alreuity chose my officer.
The native act and figure of my heart And what was he?
In compliment extern, 'tis not long after Forsooth, a great arithmetician,
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve One Michael Cassio, a Florentine,
For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife;
Rod. What a full fortune does the thick-lips owe, That never set a squadron in the field,
If he can carry't thus ! Nor the division of a battle knows
Call up her father, More than a spinster; unless the bookish theoric, Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight, Wherein the toged consuls can propose
Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen, As masterly as he: mere prattle, without practice, And, though he in a fertile climate dwell, Is all his soldiership. But he, sır', had the election: Plague him with flies; though that his joy be joy And I,- of whom his eyes had seen the proof Yet throw such changes of vexation on't, At Rhodes, at Cyprus; and on other grounds As it may lose some color. Christian and heathen,-must be be-lee'd and calm'u Rod. Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud. By debitor and creditor, this counter-caster;' Iago. Do; with like timorous accent, and dire yell, He, in good time, must his lieutenant be,
As when, by night and negligence, the fire And I, (God bless the mark!) his Moorship's an- Is spied in populous cities.
Rod. What ho! Brabantio! signior Brabantio, ho! Rod. By heaven, I rather would have been his Iago. Awake! what ho! Brabantio! thieves ! hangman.
thieves! thieves ! lago. But there's no remedy, 'tis the curse of Look to your house, your daughter, and your bags! service;
Thieves! thieves !
BRABANTIO, above, at a Window.
Bra. What is the reason of this terrible summo's!
Rod. Signior, is all your family within ?
lago. Are your doors lock'd ?
Bra. lago. O, sir, content you;
Why? wherefore ask you this? I follow him to serve my turn upon him:
lago. Zounds, sir, you are robb’d; for shame, put Salated. • Circumlocution. • Certainly.
on your gown; • It was adı iently the practice to reckon up sums with
Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul; Related.
• Own, possess.
Even now, very now, an old black ram
Enter below, BRABANTIO, and Servants wuk Is tupping your wbite ewe. Arise, arise;
Bra. It is too true an evil: gone she is;
And what's to come of my despised time,
Is naught but bitterness. Now, Roderigo,
!-Who would be a
Where didst thou see her!-0, unhappy girl!-voice?
father? Bra. Not I: What are you?
How didst thou know 'twas she?–0, thou deceiv'st Rod. My name is-Roderigo. Bra.
The worse welcome; Past thought!-What said she to you!-Get more ! have charged thee, not to haunt about my doors:
ta pers: In honest plainness thou hast heard me say, My daughter is not for thee; and now, in madness, Raise all my kindred.- Are they married, think you?
Rod. Truly, I think, they are. Being full of supper, and distempering draughts,
Bra. O heaven !-how got she out?-0 treason upon analici jus bravery, dost thou come
of the blood !-To start my quiet. Rod. Sir, sir, sir, sir,
Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minils Bra. But thou must needs be sure, By which the property of youth and maidhood
By what you see them act.- Are there not charnis, My spirit, and my place, have in them power
May, be abus'd? Have you not read, Roderigo, To make this bitter to thee. Rod.
Patience, good sir.
Of some such thing?
Rod. Bra. What tell'st thou me of robbing? this is
Yes, sir; I have indeed. Venice!
Bra. Call up my brother.-0, that you had had
her! My house is not a grange.7 Rod.
Most grave Brabantio, Where we may apprehend her and the Moor!
Some one way, some another.-Do you know In simple and pure soul I come to you. lago. Zounds, sir, you are one of those, that will
Rod. I think, I can discover him: if you please
To get good guard, and go along with ine. not serve God, if the devil bid you. Because we come to do you service, you think we are ruftians: I may command at most;-Get weapons, ho!
Bra. Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call; You'll have your daughter covered with a Barbary And raise some special officers of night.-. horse; you'll have your nephews neigh to you; On, good Roderigo :-I'll deserve your pains. you'll have coursers for cousins, and gennets for
(Ezeunt. germans. Bru. What profane wretch art thou?
SCENE II.- Another Street. Iago. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you, your Enter OTHELLO, Iago, and Attendants. daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.
Iago. Though in the trade of war I have sinin
Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience, Bra. This thou shalt answer: I know thee, Ro- Sometimes, to do me service: Nine or ten times
To do no contriv'd murder; I lack iniquity derigo. Rod. Sir, I will answer any thing. But I be- I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the
ribs. secch you,
Oth. 'Tis better as it is. it't be your pleasure, and most wise consent, (As partly, I find, it is, that your fair daughter,
Nay, but he prated, At this odd-even and dull watch o' the night,
And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms Transported-with no worse nor better guard,
Against your honor, But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier
That with the little godliness I have, To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor,
I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray, sir, If this be known to you, and your allowance,
Are you fast married ? for, be sure of this,We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs;
That the magnifico4 is much belov'd; But, if you know not this, my manners tell me,
And hath, in his effect, a voice potential We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe,
As double as the duke's; he will divorce you; That, from the sense of all civility,
Or put upon you what restraint and grievance I thus would play and trifle with your reverence:
The law (with all his might, to enforce it on) Your daughter,-if you have not given her leave,
Will give him cable.
Let him do his spite:
My services, which I have done the signiory, In an extravagantand wheeling stranger,
Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know Of here and everywhere: Straight satisfy your I shall promulgate,) I fetch my life and being
(Which when I know that boasting is an honor, self: If she be in her chamber, or your house,
From men of royal siege ;5 and my demerits Let loose on me the justice of the state
May speak, unbonneted, to as proud a fortune For thus deluding you.
As this that I have reach'd: For know, Iago, Bra. Strike on the tinder, ho!
But that I love the gentle Desdemona,
I would not my unhoused free condition
Put into circumscription and confine
For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights com Light, I say! light!
(Exit from above.
yonder? Iago. Farewell; for I must leave you: Enter Cassio, at a distance, and certain Officer It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place,
with Torches. To be produced (as, if I stay, I shall)
Iago. These are the raised father, and his friend Against the Moor : For, I do know, the state,- You were best go in. However this may gall him with some check
Not I: I must be found: Cannot with safety cast him; for he's embark'd My parts, my title, and my perfect soul, With such loud reason to the Cyprus' wars, Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they ! (Which even now stand in act,) that, for their lago. By Janus, I think no. souls,
Oih. The servants of the duke, and my lieutenak Another of his fathom they have not,
The goodness of the night upon you, friends! To lead their business : in which regard,
What is the news? Though I do hate him as I do hell pains,
The duke does greet you, gerent. Yet, tor necessity of present life,
And he requires your
haste-post-haste appearance, I must show out a flag and sign of love,
Even on the instant. Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely Oth.
What is the matter, think you! find him,
Cas. Something from Cyprus, as I may divine: Lead to the Sagittary the rais'd search;
It is a business of some heat: the galleys And there will I be with him. So farewell. (Exit.
: Old age. • Brabantio. Magnifico is his title as sisatar. A lone farm-house. • Relations. • Midnight.
* Seat or throne. 1 Approbation.
> Wandering. • Demerits bus the same meaning in Shakspeare a merita
Have sent a dozen sequent messengers
Duke. And mine, a hundred and forty.
2 Sen. This very night at one another's heels;
And mine, two hundred And many of the consuls, rais'd, and met,
But though they jump not on a just account, Are at the duke's already: You have been hotly As in these cases, where the aim reports, call'd for;
'Tis oft with difference,) yet do they all confirm When, being not at your lodging to be found, A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus. The senate hath sent about three several quests, Duke. Nay, it is possible enough to judgment; To search you out.
I do not so secure me in the error, Oth.
'Tis well I am found by you. But the main article I do approve I will but spend a word here in the house,
In tearful sense. And go with you.
[Erit. Sailor. (Within.] What ho! what ho! what ho! Cas. Ancient, what makes he here?
Enter an Officer, with a Sailor. lago. 'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land
Off. A messenger from the galleys. carack ;
Now? the business! If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.
Sailor. The Turkish preparation makes for Car. I do not understand.
So was I bid report here to the state,
To who? By signior Angelo.
Duke. How say you by this change ?
This cannot be Oth.
Have with you. By no assay of reason; 'tis a pageant, (as. Here comes another troop to seck for you. To keep us in false gaze : When we consider Enter BRABANTIO. Roperigo, and Officers of night, The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk; with Torches and Weapıms.
And let ourselves again but understand,
That, as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes, lago. It is Brabantio :-general, be advis'd;
So may he with more facile question' bear it, He comes to bad intent,
For that it stands not in such warlike brace,
But altogether lacks the abilities
Down with him, thief! That Rhodes is dress'd in:-if we make thought
[They draw on both sides. We must not think, the Turk is so unskilful, Ingo. You, Roderigo! come sir, I am for you.
To leave that latest which concerns him first; Oth. Keep up your bright swords, for the dew Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain, will rust ihem.
To wake and wage3 a danger profitless. Good signior, you shall more command with years,
Duke. Nay, in all contidence, he's not for Rhodes Than with your weapons.
Off. Here is more news. Bra. ( thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter?
Enter a Messenger. Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her:
Mess. The Ottomites, reverend and gracious, For I'll refer me to all things of sense,
Steering with due course toward the isle of Rhodes, If she in chains of magic were not bound,
Have there injointed them with an after tieet. Whether a maid-so tender, fair, and happy;
1 Sen. Ay, so I thought:-How many, as you So opposite to marriage, thai she shunna
guess? The wealthy curled darlings of our nation,
Mess. Of thirty sail: and now do they re-stem Would ever have, to incur a general mock,
Their backward course, bearing with frank appearRun from her guardage to the sooty bosom Of such a thing as thou: to fear, not to delight. Their purposes toward Cyprus.-Signior Montano, Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense,
Your trusty and most valiant servitor,
With his free duty recommends you thus,
Duke. "'Tis certain then for Cyprus.'Tis probable, and palpable to thinking.
Marcus Lucchese, is he not in town? I therefore apprehend and do attach thee,
1 Sen. He's now in Florence. For an abuser of the world, a practiser
Duke. Write from us; wish him post post-haste: Of arts inhibited and out of warrant:
despatch. Lay hold upon him; if he do resist,
1 Sen. Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Suhdue him at his peril.
Hold your hands, Enter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Both you of my inclining, and the rest :
Officers. Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it Duke. Valiant Othello, we must straight employ Without a prompter.- Where will you that I go
you To answer this your charge?
Against the general enemy Ottoman.
To prison : till fit time I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior; Of law, and course of direct session,
[To BRABANTIO. Call thee to answer.
We lack'd your counsel and your help to-night. Oth. What if I do obey?
Bra. So did I yours: Good your grace, pardon How may the duke be therewith satisfied;
me; Whose messengers are here about my side, Neither my place, nor aught I heard of business, I'pon some present business of the state,
Hath rais'd me from my bed; nor doth the general To bring me to him? Off
'Tis true, most worthy signior, Take hold on me; for my particular grief The duke's in council; and your noble self, Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature, I am sure, is sent for.
That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, Bra.
How! the duke in council And it is still itself. In this time of the night!-- Bring him away;
Why, what's the matter? Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself,
Bra. My daughter! 0, my daughter ! Or any of my brothers of the state,
Dead? Cannot but feel this wrong, as 'twere their own: Bra.
Ay, to me, For if such actions may have passage free,
She is abus'd, stol'n from me, and corrupted Bond-slaves, and pagans, shall our statesmen be. By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks :
[Exeunt. For nature so preposterously to err, SCENE III-A Council Chamber.
Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense, The DUKE and Senators, sitting at a Table; Offi
Sans witchcraft could not-
Duke. Whoe'er he be, that, in this foul procers attending.
ceeding, Duke. There is no composition in these news, Hath thus beguild your daughter of herselt, That gives them credit.
And you of her, the bloody book of law 1 Sen. Indeed, they are disproportiond; | You shall yourself read in the bitter letter, My letters say, a hundred and seven galleys.
• Conjecture. - Easy dispute. · State of defence. "A rich vessel.