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by William Shakespeare
[Enter Hamlet and Horatio.]
HAMLET.
So much for this, sir. Now let me see the other;
You do remember all the circumstance?
HORATIO.
Remember it, my lord!
HAMLET.
Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting
That would not let me sleep. Methought I lay
Worse than the mutinies in the bilboes. Rashly,
And praisād be rashness for it,ālet us know,
Our indiscretion sometime serves us well,
When our deep plots do pall; and that should teach us
Thereās a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will.
HORATIO.
That is most certain.
HAMLET.
Up from my cabin,
My sea-gown scarfād about me, in the dark
Gropād I to find out them; had my desire,
Fingerād their packet, and in fine, withdrew
To mine own room again, making so bold,
My fears forgetting manners, to unseal
Their grand commission; where I found, Horatio,
Oh royal knavery! an exact command,
Larded with many several sorts of reasons,
Importing Denmarkās health, and Englandās too,
With ho! such bugs and goblins in my life,
That on the supervise, no leisure bated,
No, not to stay the grinding of the axe,
My head should be struck off.
HORATIO.
Isāt possible?
HAMLET.
Hereās the commission, read it at more leisure.
But wilt thou hear me how I did proceed?
HORATIO.
I beseech you.
HAMLET.
Being thus benetted round with villanies,ā
Or I could make a prologue to my brains,
They had begun the play,āI sat me down,
Devisād a new commission, wrote it fair:
I once did hold it, as our statists do,
A baseness to write fair, and labourād much
How to forget that learning; but, sir, now
It did me yeomanās service. Wilt thou know
The effect of what I wrote?
HORATIO.
Ay, good my lord.
HAMLET.
An earnest conjuration from the King,
As England was his faithful tributary,
As love between them like the palm might flourish,
As peace should still her wheaten garland wear
And stand a comma ātween their amities,
And many such-like āasāes of great charge,
That on the view and know of these contents,
Without debatement further, more or less,
He should the bearers put to sudden death,
Not shriving-time allowād.
HORATIO.
How was this sealād?
HAMLET.
Why, even in that was heaven ordinant.
I had my fatherās signet in my purse,
Which was the model of that Danish seal:
Folded the writ up in the form of the other,
Subscribād it: gaveāt thāimpression; placād it safely,
The changeling never known. Now, the next day
Was our sea-fight, and what to this was sequent
Thou knowāst already.
HORATIO.
So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go toāt.
HAMLET.
Why, man, they did make love to this employment.
They are not near my conscience; their defeat
Does by their own insinuation grow.
āTis dangerous when the baser nature comes
Between the pass and fell incensed points
Of mighty opposites.
HORATIO.
Why, what a king is this!
HAMLET.
Does it not, thinksāt thee, stand me now upon,ā
He that hath killād my king, and whorād my mother,
Poppād in between thāelection and my hopes,
Thrown out his angle for my proper life,
And with such cozenageāisāt not perfect conscience
To quit him with this arm? And isāt not to be damnād
To let this canker of our nature come
In further evil?
HORATIO.
It must be shortly known to him from England
What is the issue of the business there.
HAMLET.
It will be short. The interim is mine;
And a manās lifeās no more than to say āOneā.
But I am very sorry, good Horatio,
That to Laertes I forgot myself;
For by the image of my cause I see
The portraiture of his. Iāll court his favours.
But sure the bravery of his grief did put me
Into a towāring passion.
HORATIO.
Peace, who comes here?
[Enter Osric.]
OSRIC.
Your lordship is right welcome back to Denmark.
HAMLET.
I humbly thank you, sir. Dost know this waterfly?
HORATIO.
No, my good lord.
HAMLET.
Thy state is the more gracious; for ātis 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 kingās mess; ātis a chough; but, as I say, spacious in the possession of dirt.
OSRIC.
Sweet lord, if your lordship were at leisure, I should impart a thing to you from his Majesty.
HAMLET.
I will receive it with all diligence of spirit. Put your bonnet to his right use; ātis for the head.
OSRIC.
I thank your lordship, ātis very hot.
HAMLET.
No, believe me, ātis very cold, the wind is northerly.
OSRIC.
It is indifferent cold, my lord, indeed.
HAMLET.
Methinks it is very sultry and hot for my complexion.
OSRIC.
Exceedingly, my lord; it is very sultry,āas ātwereāI cannot tell how. But, my lord, his Majesty bade me signify to you that he has laid a great wager on your head. Sir, this is the matter,ā
HAMLET.
I beseech you, remember,ā
[Hamlet moves him to put on his hat.]
OSRIC.
Nay, in good faith; for mine ease, in good faith. Sir, here is newly come to court Laertes; believe me, an absolute gentleman, full of most excellent differences, of very soft society and great showing. Indeed, to speak feelingly of him, he is the card or calendar of gentry; for you shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would see.
HAMLET.
Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you, though I know, to divide him inventorially would dizzy thāarithmetic of memory, and yet but yaw neither, in respect of his quick sail. But, in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul of great article and his infusion of such dearth and rareness as, to make true diction of him, his semblable is his mirror and who else would trace him his umbrage, nothing more.
OSRIC.
Your lordship speaks most infallibly of him.
HAMLET.
The concernancy, sir? Why do we wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath?
OSRIC.
Sir?
HORATIO.
Isāt not possible to understand in another tongue? You will doāt, sir, really.
HAMLET.
What imports the nomination of this gentleman?
OSRIC.
Of Laertes?
HORATIO.
His purse is empty already, allās golden words are spent.
HAMLET.
Of him, sir.
OSRIC.
I know you are not ignorant,ā
HAMLET.
I would you did, sir; yet in faith if you did, it would not much approve me. Well, sir?
OSRIC.
You are not ignorant of what excellence Laertes is,ā
HAMLET.
I dare not confess that, lest I should compare with him in excellence; but to know a man well were to know himself.
OSRIC.
I mean, sir, for his weapon; but in the imputation laid on him, by them in his meed heās unfellowed.
HAMLET.
Whatās his weapon?
OSRIC.
Rapier and dagger.
HAMLET.
Thatās two of his weapons. But well.
OSRIC.
The King, sir, hath wagerād with him six Barbary horses, against the which he has imponed, as I take it, six French rapiers and poniards, with their assigns, as girdle, hangers, and so. Three of the carriages, in faith, are very dear to fancy, very responsive to the hilts, most delicate carriages, and of very liberal conceit.
HAMLET.
What call you the carriages?
HORATIO.
I knew you must be edified by the margin ere you had done.
OSRIC.
The carriages, sir, are the hangers.
HAMLET.
The phrase would be more german to the matter if we could carry cannon by our sides. I would it might be hangers till then. But on. Six Barbary horses against six French swords, their assigns, and three liberal conceited carriages: thatās the French bet against the Danish. Why is this all imponed, as you call it?
OSRIC.
The King, sir, hath laid that in a dozen passes between you and him, he shall not exceed you three hits. He hath laid on twelve for nine. And it would come to immediate trial if your lordship would vouchsafe the answer.
HAMLET.
How if I answer no?
OSRIC.
I mean, my lord, the opposition of your person in trial.
HAMLET.
Sir, I will walk here in the hall. If it please his Majesty, it is the breathing time of day with me. Let the foils be brought, the gentleman willing, and the King hold his purpose, I will win for him if I can; if not, I will gain nothing but my shame and the odd hits.
OSRIC.
Shall I re-deliver you eāen so?
HAMLET.
To this effect, sir; after what flourish your nature will.
OSRIC.
I commend my duty to your lordship.
HAMLET.
Yours, yours.
[Exit Osric.]
He does well to commend it himself, there are no tongues else forās turn.
HORATIO.
This lapwing runs away with the shell on his head.
HAMLET.
He did comply with his dug before he suckād it. Thus has he,āand many more of the same bevy that I know the drossy age dotes on,ā only got the tune of the time and outward habit of encounter; a kind of yeasty collection, which carries them through and through the most fanned and winnowed opinions; and do but blow them to their trial, the bubbles are out,
[Enter a Lord.]
LORD.
My lord, his Majesty commended him to you by young Osric, who brings back to him that you attend him in the hall. He sends to know if your pleasure hold to play with Laertes or that you will take longer time.
HAMLET.
I am constant to my purposes, they follow the Kingās pleasure. If his fitness speaks, mine is ready. Now or whensoever, provided I be so able as now.
LORD.
The King and Queen and all are coming down.
HAMLET.
In happy time.
LORD.
The Queen desires you to use some gentle entertainment to Laertes before you fall to play.
HAMLET.
She well instructs me.
[Exit Lord.]
HORATIO.
You will lose this wager, my lord.
HAMLET.
I do not think so. Since he went into France, I have been in continual practice. I shall win at the odds. But thou wouldst not think how ill allās here about my heart: but it is no matter.
HORATIO.
Nay, good my lord.
HAMLET.
It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gain-giving as would perhaps trouble a woman.
HORATIO.
If your mind dislike anything, obey it. I will forestall their repair hither, and say you are not fit.
HAMLET.
Not a whit, we defy augury. Thereās a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, ātis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come. The readiness is all. Since no man has aught of what he leaves, what isāt to leave betimes?
[Enter King, Queen, Laertes, Lords, Osric and Attendants with foils &c.]
KING.
Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me.
[The King puts Laertesās hand into Hamletās.]
HAMLET.
Give me your pardon, sir. I have done you wrong;
But pardonāt as you are a gentleman.
This presence knows, and you must needs have heard,
How I am punishād with sore distraction.
What I have done
That might your nature, honour, and exception
Roughly awake, I here proclaim was madness.
Wasāt Hamlet wrongād Laertes? Never Hamlet.
If Hamlet from himself be taāen away,
And when heās not himself does wrong Laertes,
Then Hamlet does it not, Hamlet denies it.
Who does it, then? His madness. Ifāt be so,
Hamlet is of the faction that is wrongād;
His madness is poor Hamletās enemy.
Sir, in this audience,
Let my disclaiming from a purposād evil
Free me so far in your most generous thoughts
That I have shot my arrow oāer the house
And hurt my brother.
LAERTES.
I am satisfied in nature,
Whose motive in this case should stir me most
To my revenge. But in my terms of honour
I stand aloof, and will no reconcilement
Till by some elder masters of known honour
I have a voice and precedent of peace
To keep my name ungorād. But till that time
I do receive your offerād love like love,
And will not wrong it.
HAMLET.
I embrace it freely,
And will this brotherās wager frankly play.ā
Give us the foils; come on.
LAERTES.
Come, one for me.
HAMLET.
Iāll be your foil, Laertes; in mine ignorance
Your skill shall like a star iā thā darkest night,
Stick fiery off indeed.
LAERTES.
You mock me, sir.
HAMLET.
No, by this hand.
KING.
Give them the foils, young Osric. Cousin Hamlet,
You know the wager?
HAMLET.
Very well, my lord.
Your Grace has laid the odds oā the weaker side.
KING.
I do not fear it. I have seen you both;
But since he is betterād, we have therefore odds.
LAERTES.
This is too heavy. Let me see another.
HAMLET.
This likes me well. These foils have all a length?
[They prepare to play.]
OSRIC.
Ay, my good lord.
KING.
Set me the stoups of wine upon that table.
If Hamlet give the first or second hit,
Or quit in answer of the third exchange,
Let all the battlements their ordnance fire;
The King shall drink to Hamletās better breath,
And in the cup an union shall he throw
Richer than that which four successive kings
In Denmarkās crown have worn. Give me the cups;
And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,
The trumpet to the cannoneer without,
The cannons to the heavens, the heavens to earth,
āNow the King drinks to Hamlet.ā Come, begin.
And you, the judges, bear a wary eye.
HAMLET.
Come on, sir.
LAERTES.
Come, my lord.
[They play.]
HAMLET.
One.
LAERTES.
No.
HAMLET.
Judgment.
OSRIC.
A hit, a very palpable hit.
LAERTES.
Well; again.
KING.
Stay, give me drink. Hamlet, this pearl is thine;
Hereās to thy health.
[Trumpets sound, and cannon shot off within.]
Give him the cup.
HAMLET.
Iāll play this bout first; set it by awhile.
[They play.]
Come. Another hit; what say you?
LAERTES.
A touch, a touch, I do confess.
KING.
Our son shall win.
QUEEN.
Heās fat, and scant of breath.
Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy brows.
The Queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet.
HAMLET.
Good madam.
KING.
Gertrude, do not drink.
QUEEN.
I will, my lord; I pray you pardon me.
KING.
[Aside.] It is the poisonād cup; it is too late.
HAMLET.
I dare not drink yet, madam. By and by.
QUEEN.
Come, let me wipe thy face.
LAERTES.
My lord, Iāll hit him now.
KING.
I do not thinkāt.
LAERTES.
[Aside.] And yet ātis almost āgainst my conscience.
HAMLET.
Come for the third, Laertes. You do but dally.
I pray you pass with your best violence.
I am afeard you make a wanton of me.
LAERTES.
Say you so? Come on.
[They play.]
OSRIC.
Nothing neither way.
LAERTES.
Have at you now.
[Laertes wounds Hamlet; then, in scuffling, they change rapiers, and Hamlet wounds Laertes.]
KING.
Part them; they are incensād.
HAMLET.
Nay, come again!
[The Queen falls.]
OSRIC.
Look to the Queen there, ho!
HORATIO.
They bleed on both sides. How is it, my lord?
OSRIC.
How isāt, Laertes?
LAERTES.
Why, as a woodcock to my own springe, Osric.
I am justly killād with mine own treachery.
HAMLET.
How does the Queen?
KING.
She swoons to see them bleed.
QUEEN.
No, no, the drink, the drink! O my dear Hamlet!
The drink, the drink! I am poisonād.
[Dies.]
HAMLET.
O villany! Ho! Let the door be lockād:
Treachery! Seek it out.
[Laertes falls.]
LAERTES.
It is here, Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art slain.
No medicine in the world can do thee good.
In thee there is not half an hour of life;
The treacherous instrument is in thy hand,
Unbated and envenomād. The foul practice
Hath turnād itself on me. Lo, here I lie,
Never to rise again. Thy motherās poisonād.
I can no more. The King, the Kingās to blame.
HAMLET.
The point envenomād too!
Then, venom, do thy work.
[Stabs the King.]
OSRIC and LORDS.
Treason! treason!
KING.
O yet defend me, friends. I am but hurt.
HAMLET.
Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane,
Drink off this potion. Is thy union here?
Follow my mother.
[King dies.]
LAERTES.
He is justly servād.
It is a poison temperād by himself.
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet.
Mine and my fatherās death come not upon thee,
Nor thine on me.
[Dies.]
HAMLET.
Heaven make thee free of it! I follow thee.
I am dead, Horatio. Wretched Queen, adieu.
You that look pale and tremble at this chance,
That are but mutes or audience to this act,
Had I but time,āas this fell sergeant, death,
Is strict in his arrest,āO, I could tell you,ā
But let it be. Horatio, I am dead,
Thou livāst; report me and my cause aright
To the unsatisfied.
HORATIO.
Never believe it.
I am more an antique Roman than a Dane.
Hereās yet some liquor left.
HAMLET.
As thāart a man,
Give me the cup. Let go; by Heaven, Iāll haveāt.
O good Horatio, what a wounded name,
Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me.
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
Absent thee from felicity awhile,
And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,
To tell my story.
[March afar off, and shot within.]
What warlike noise is this?
OSRIC.
Young Fortinbras, with conquest come from Poland,
To the ambassadors of England gives
This warlike volley.
HAMLET.
O, I die, Horatio.
The potent poison quite oāer-crows my spirit:
I cannot live to hear the news from England,
But I do prophesy thāelection lights
On Fortinbras. He has my dying voice.
So tell him, with the occurrents more and less,
Which have solicited. The rest is silence.
[Dies.]
HORATIO.
Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince,
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
Why does the drum come hither?
[March within.]
[Enter Fortinbras, the English Ambassadors and others.]
FORTINBRAS.
Where is this sight?
HORATIO.
What is it you would see?
If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search.
FORTINBRAS.
This quarry cries on havoc. O proud death,
What feast is toward in thine eternal cell,
That thou so many princes at a shot
So bloodily hast struck?
FIRST AMBASSADOR.
The sight is dismal;
And our affairs from England come too late.
The ears are senseless that should give us hearing,
To tell him his commandment is fulfillād,
That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead.
Where should we have our thanks?
HORATIO.
Not from his mouth,
Had it thāability of life to thank you.
He never gave commandment for their death.
But since, so jump upon this bloody question,
You from the Polack wars, and you from England
Are here arrivād, give order that these bodies
High on a stage be placed to the view,
And let me speak to thā yet unknowing world
How these things came about. So shall you hear
Of carnal, bloody and unnatural acts,
Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters,
Of deaths put on by cunning and forcād cause,
And, in this upshot, purposes mistook
Fallān on the inventorsā heads. All this can I
Truly deliver.
FORTINBRAS.
Let us haste to hear it,
And call the noblest to the audience.
For me, with sorrow I embrace my fortune.
I have some rights of memory in this kingdom,
Which now to claim my vantage doth invite me.
HORATIO.
Of that I shall have also cause to speak,
And from his mouth whose voice will draw on more.
But let this same be presently performād,
Even while menās minds are wild, lest more mischance
On plots and errors happen.
FORTINBRAS.
Let four captains
Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage,
For he was likely, had he been put on,
To have provād most royally; and for his passage,
The soldiersā music and the rites of war
Speak loudly for him.
Take up the bodies. Such a sight as this
Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss.
Go, bid the soldiers shoot.
[A dead march.]
[Exeunt, bearing off the bodies, after which a peal of ordnance is shot off.]