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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. (Exit 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 eye. ill all's here about my heart: but it is no matter. Ham. Come on, sir. Hor. 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. not fit.


Well,--again. Ham. Not a whit; we defy augury; there is a King. Stay, give me drink: Hamlet, this pearl 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 Cannon readiness is all: Since no man, of aught he leaves,

shot off within. knows, what is't to leave betimes? Let be.

Ham. I'll play this bout first, set it by a while. Enter KING, QUEEN, LAERTES, Lords, Osric, and

Come.- Another hit; What say you ? [They play. Attendants, with Foils, fc.

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 King.

Gertrude, do not drink. you wrong ;

Queen. I will, my lord;-I pray you, pardon me. But pardon it, as you are a gentleman.

King. It is the poison'd cup; it is too late. (Aside. This presences knows, and you must needs have

Ham. I dare not drink yet, madam; by-and-by. heard,

Queen. Come, let me wipe thy face. How I am punish'd with a sore distraction.

Laer. My lord, I'll hit him 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.

(Aside. Was't Hamlet wronged Laertes ? Never Hamlet; Ham. Come, tor the third, Laertes: You do but 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. Sir, in this audience,

(LAERTES wounds HAMLET; then, in scuffing, Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil

they change Rapiers, and HAYLET 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 fulls. 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,

To keep my name ungor'd :9 But till that time, I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.
I do receive your offer'd love like love,

Ham. How does the queen ?
And will not wrong it.


She swoons to see them bleed. Ham. I embrace it freely;

Queen. No, no, the drink, the drink, -0 my And will this brother's wager frankly play.

dear Hamlet! Give us the foils; 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. rance

Laer. It 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;
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; You know the wager?

I can no more; the king, the king's to blame. Наnа? Very well, my lord;

Ham. The point Your grace hath laid the odds o' the weaker side.

Envenom'd too!-then, venom, to thy work. King. I do not fear it :- I have seen you both :

(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, damned a length? [They prepare to play.

Dane, Osr. Ay, my good lord.

Drink off this potion :-Is thy union here? King. Set me the stoupsl of wine upon that Follow my mother.

King dies. table:-


He is justly serv'd; 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 tire,

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 union2 shall he throw,

Ham. Heaven make thee free of it! I follow

Misgiving & The king and queen's presence.
• Unwounded.

· Large jugs.
3 Boy.

• Not blunted; without a button. ? A precious pearl.

• Mixed.

I am dead, Horatio :-Wretched queen, adieu !- What feast is toward in thine eternal cell,
You that look pale and tremble at this chance, That thou so many princes, at a shot,
That are but mutes or audience to this act,

So bloodily hast struck?
Had I but time, (as this fell sergeant, death,

1 Amb.

The sight is dismal; Is strict in his arrest,) 0, I could tell you,- And our affairs from England come too late: But let it be :-Horatio, I am dead;

The cars are senseless, that should give us hearing, Thou liv'st; report me and my cause aright To tell him, his commandment is fululld, 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 moutn, Here's yet some liquor lett.

Had it the ability of life to thank you; Ham.

As thou’rt a man,- He never gave commandment tor 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 Polach3 wars, and you from England, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind Are here arrivedi vive order, that these bodies me !

High on a stage be placed to the view; If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,

And let ine 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, or 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. Ham. 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 clain 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, Which have solicited, the rest is silence. Dies. But let this same be presently performd, Hur. Now cracks a noble heart;-Good-night, Even while men's minds are wild; lest more missweet prince;

chance, And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!

On plots and errors, happen. Why does the druin 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 quarry' cries on havoc !|--O proud Becomes the field, but here shows mueh amiss.

Take up the bodies :-Such a sight as this death!

Go, bid the soldiers shoot. (A Dead March. • A sergeant is a sheriff's officer. * Occurrences. • Incited.

• Heap of dead game.

(Exeunt, bearing of the dead Boilies; after 1 A word of censure when more game was destroyed

which, a Peal of Ordnunce is shot off than was reasonable.

• So exactly at the time.

• Polish.





Clown, Servant to Othello.
BRABANTIO, a Senator.

Two other Senators.
GRATLANO, Brother to Brabantio.
LODOVICO, Kinsman to Brabantio.

DESDEMONA, Daughter to Brabantio, and Wife to OTHELLO, the Moor.

Othello. Cassio, his Lieutenant.

EMILIA, Wife to lago. Iago, his Ancient.

Bianca, a Courtezen, 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. You shall mark

Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave, Rod. 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, Iago,—who hast had my purse,

For naught but provender; and, when he's old, As if the strings were thine,-shouldst know of

cashier'd; this.

Whip me such honest knaves: Others there are, lago. 'Sblood, but you will not hear me :

Who, trimm'd in torms and visages of duty, If ever I did dream of such a matter,

Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves; Abhor me.

And, throwing but shows of service on their lords, Rod. 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,

soul; In personal suit to make me his lieutenant, And such a one do I profess myself. on capp'd' to him ;-and, by the faith of man, For, sir, I know my price, I am worth no worse a place: It is as sure as you are Roderigo, But he, as loving his own pride and purposes, Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago: Evades them, with a bombast circumstance,2 In following him, I follow but myselt'; Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war;

Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, And, in conclusion, nonsuits

But seeming so, for my peculiar end: My mediators ; for certes,3 says he,

For when my outward action doth demonstrate I have already chose my officer.

The native act and figure ot' 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 owc,6 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, sir, had the election: Plague him with fies; though that his joy be joy, And 1,-of whom his eyes had seen the proof Yet throw such changes of vexation on'i, At Rhodes, at Cyprus; and on other grounds As it may lose some color. Christian and heathen,-must be be-lee'd and calm'd Rod. Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud. By debitor and creditor, this counter-caster;4 lago. 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. cient.

Rod. What ho! Brabantio! signior Brabantio, ho! Rod. By heaven, I rather would bave been his Iago. Awake! what ho! Brabantio! thieves ! hangman.

thieves ! thieves ! Iago. But there's no remedy, 'tis the curse of Look to your house, your daughter, and your bags! service;

Thieves ! thieves !
Preferment goes by letter, and affection,

BRABANTIO, above, at a Window:
Not by the old gradation, where each second
Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge yourself, what is the matter there?

Bra. What is the reason of this terrible summons ?
Whether I in any just term am affin'd5
To love the Moor.

Rod. Signior, is all your family within?
I would not follow him then.

Iago. Are your doors lock'd ?
Iago. 0, 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 1 Saluted. . Circumlocution.

on your gown;

a Certainly: • It was anciently the practice to reckon up sums with

Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul; counters.

• Related.

• Own, possoss.


seech you,

Even now, very now, an old black ram

Enter below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with Is tupping your white ewe. Arise, arise;

Torches. Awake the snorting citizens with the bell,

Bra. It is too true an evil: gone she is; Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you:

And what's to come of my despised time,3 Arise, I say.

Is naught but bitterness. Now, Roderigo, Bra. What, have you lost your wits?

Where didst thou see her?-0, unhappy girl! Rod. Most reverend signior, do you know my

With the Moor, say'st thou ?-Who would be a 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 I have charged thee, not to haunt about my doors:

tapers: In honest plainness thou hast heard me say,

Raise all my kindred.- Are they married, think you? My daughter is not for thee; and now, in madness,

Rod. Truly, I think, they are.
Being full of supper, and distempering draughts,
Upon malicious bravery, dost thou coine

Bra. O beaven !--how got she out?-0 *reason

of the blood !To start my quiet. Rod. Sir, sir, sir, sir,

Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds Bra. But thou must needs be sure,

By what you see them act.- Are there not charms, My spirit, and my place, have in them power

By which the property of youth and maidhood

May be abus'd? Have you not read, Roderigo, To make this bitter to thee.

Of some such thing?
Patience, good sir.


Yes, sir; I have indeed. Bra. What tell'st thou me of robbing? this is Venice!

Bra. Call up my brother.-0, that you had had

her! My house is not a grange.7 Rod.

Most grave Brabantio,

Some one way, some another.-Do you know In sinple and pure soul I come to you.

Where we may apprehend her and the Moor?

Rod. I think, I can discover him: if you please Iago. Zounds, sir, you are one of those, that will

To get good guard, and go along with me. 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 horse; you'll have your nephews neigh to you; On, good Roderigo :-I'll deserve your pains.

And raise some special officers of'll have coursers for cousins, and gennets for

[Exeunt. germans. Bru. What profane wretch art thou ?

SCENE II.-Another Street. lago. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you, your Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants. daughter and the Moor are now making the beast

lago. Though in the trade of war I have slain with two backs.

men, Bra. Thou art a villain.

Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience, lago.

You are-a senator. Bru. 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.

I had thought to have yerkd him here under the Rod. Sir, I will answer any thing. But I be


Olh. 'Tis better as it is. If't be your pleasure, and most wise consent,

Iago. (As partly, I tind, 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

Against your honor, Transported-with no worse nor better guard,

That with the little godiiness I have,
But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier-

I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray, sir,
To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor,--
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 magnificoi is much belov'd; But, if you know not this, my manners tell me,

And hath, in his effect, a voice potential

As double as the duke's; he will divorce you; We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe, That, from the sense of all civility,

Or put upon you what restraint and grievance

The law (with all his might, to enforce it on) I thus would play and trifle with your reverence:

Will give him cable. Your daughter,-if you have not given her leave,


Let him do his spite:
I say again, hath made a gross revolt;

My services, which I have done the signiory,
Tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes,
In an extravagant? and wheeling stranger,

Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know, Of here and everywhere: Straight satisfy your

(Which when I know that boasting is an honor, selt:

shall promulgate,) I fetch my life and being If she be in her chamber, or your house,

From men of royal siege ;5 and my demeritse 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,

But that I love the gentle Desdemona, Bra.

Strike on the tinder, ho! Give me a ta per ;-call up all my people :

I would not my unhoused free condition This accident is not unlike my dream;

Put into circumscription and contine Beliet of it oppresses me already:

For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come Light, I say! light!

[Exit from above.

yonder? lago.

Farewell; for I must leave you: Enter Cassio, at a distance, and certain Officers 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 friends: 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 Iago. By Janus, I think no. souls,

Oth. The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant. 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, general; Yet, for 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 Olh.

What is the matter, think you ? find him,

Cus. 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.

3 Old age. * Brabantio. Magnifico is his title as senator. "A lone farm-house. , Relations. , Midnight.

* Seat or throne. 1 Approbation.

9 Wandering • Demerits bas the same meaning in Shakspeare as merits.

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