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Shards, Aints, and pebbles, should be thrown on her:
Laer. Must there no more be done?
Laer. Lay her i’ the earth ;-
Ham. What, the fair Ophelia !
[Scattering flowers. I hop'd, thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's wife; I thought, thy bride-bed to have deck’d, sweet maid, And not have strew'd thy grave,
Laer. O, treble woe
[LAERTES leaps into the grave. Now pile your dust upon the quick and dead; 'Till of this flat a mountain you have made, To o'ertop old Pelion, or the skyish head Of blue Olympus..
Ham. [advancing.) What is he, whose grief Bears such an emphasis: whose phrase of sorrow Conjures the wandring stars, and makes them stand Like wonder-wounded hearers? this is I,
[HAMLET leaps into the grave. . Hamlet the Dane.
Laer. The devil take thy soul! [Grappling with him.
Ham. Thou pray'st not well.
King. Pluck them asunder.
[The attendants part them.
up my sum. -What wilt thou do for her ?
Ham. Shew me what thou'lt do:
To out-face me with leaping in her grave ? 290
Queen. This is mere madness ;
300 His silence will sit drooping.
Ham. Hear you, sir ; What is the reason that you use me thus ? I lov'd you ever : But it is no matter; Let Hercules himself do what he'may, The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. '[Exit, King, I pray thee, good Horatio, wait upon him.
[Exit Hor. Strengthen your patience in our last night's speech;
[TO LAERTES. We'll put the matter to the present push.- 309 Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.This grave shall have a living monument : An hour of quiet shortly shall we see; 'Till then in patience our proceeding be. [ Exeunt.
A Hall in the Palace. Enter HAMLET, and Horatio,
Ham. So much for this, sir: now shall you see the
You do remember all the circumstance?
Hor. Remember it; my lord !
Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting, That would not let me sleep; methought, I lay Worse than the mutines in the bilboes. Rashly, And prais'd be rashness for it-Let us know, 323 Our indiscretion sometime serves us well, When our deep plots do fail: and that should teach
us, There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.
Hor. That is most certain.
Ham. Up from my cabin, My sea-gown scarf'd about me, in the dark Grop'd I to find out them : had my desire ; Finger'd their packet; and, in fine, withdrew To mine own room again: making so bold, 330 My fears forgetting manners, to unseal Their grand commission ; where I found, Horatio, A royal knavery.; an exact command,Larded with many several sorts of reasons, Importing Denmark's health, and England's too, With, ho! such bugs and goblins in my life, That; On the sipervise, no leisure bated,
No, not to stay the grinding of the axe,
340 Ham. Here's the commission; read it at more lei.
But wilt thou hear now how I did proceed ?
Hor. Ay 'beseech you.
Ham. Being thus benetted round with villainies, Ere I could make a prologue to my brains, They had begun the play ;-I sat me down; Devis'd a new commission ; wrote it fair: I once did hold it, as our statists do, A baseness to write fair, and labour'd much How to forget that learning ; but, sir, now 35 It did me yeoman's service: Wilt thou know The effect of what I wrote ? • Hor. Ay, good my lord.
Ham. An earnest conjuration from the king,
should still her wheaten garland wear,
Hor. How was this seal'd ?
Ham. Why, even in that was heaven ordinant ;