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Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
you know aught of me:- This not to do,
most need help you! Ghost. [Beneath.] Swear. Ham. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit 23! So,gentlemen,
22 The quarto 1604 reads—this do swear.' The construction of this passage is rather embarrassed, but the sense is sufficiently obvious without explanation.
23 • Shakspeare has riveted our attention to the ghost by a succession of forcible circumstances :--by the previous report of the terrified sentinels,—by the solemnity of the hour at which the phantom walks,-by its martial stride and discriminating armour, visible only per incertam lunam, by the glimpses of the moon,-by its long taciturnity, by its preparation to speak, when interrupted by the morning cock,-by its mysterious reserve throughout its first scene with Hamlet,—by his resolute departure with it, and the subsequent anxiety of his attendants, -by its conducting him to a solitary angle of the platform, by its voice from beneath the earth,—and by its unexpected burst on us in the closet. Hamlet's late interview with the spectre must in particular be regarded as a stroke of dramatic artifice. The phantom might have told his story in the presence of the officers and Horatio, and yet have rendered itself as inaudible to them as it afterwards did to the queen. But suspense was the poet's object; and never was it more effectually created than in the present instance. Six times has the royal semblance appeared, but till now has been withheld from speaking. For this event we have waited with impatient curiosity, unaccompanied by lassitude, or remitted attention.'-Steevens.
With all my love I do commend me to you:
SCENE I. A Room in Polonius' House.
Enter POLONIUS and REYNALDO. Pol. Give him this money, and these notes, Rey
naldo. Rey. I will, my lord. Pol. You shall do marvellous wisely, good Rey
My lord, I did intend it.
Inquire me first what Danskers 1 are in Paris;
1 i. e. Danes. Warner, in his Albion's England, calls Den
As thus,-1 know his father, and his friends,
Rey. Ay, very well, my lord.
he's Addicted so and so ;-and there put on him What forgeries you please; marry, none so rank As may dishonour him ; take heed of that; But, sir, such wanton, wild, and usual slips, As are companions noted and most known To youth and liberty. Rey.
As gaming, my lord. Pol. Ay, or drinking, fencing ?, swearing, quar
relling, Drabbing :—You may go so far.
Rey. My lord, that would dishonour him.
Pol. 'Faith, no; as you may season it in the charge.
But, my good lord,
Ay, my lord, I would know that. Pol.
Marry, sir, here's my drift; 2 • The cunning of fencers is now applied to quarrelling : they thinke themselves no men, if for stirring of a straw, they prove not their valure uppon some bodies fleshe.'- Gosson's Schole of Abuse, 1579.
3• A wildness of untamed blood, such as youth is generally assailed by.'
And, I believe, it is a fetch of warrant:
Your party in converse,
Very good, my lord.
Rey. At, closes in the consequence.
Pol. At, closes in the consequence,-Ay, marry; He closes with you thus :- I know the gentleman ; I saw him yesterday, or t'other day, Or then, or then; with such, or such ; and, as you say, There was he gaming; there o’ertook in his rouse; There falling out at tennis : or, perchance, I saw him enter such a house of sale (Videlicit, a brothel), or so forth. See you now; Your bait of falsehood takes this
of truth : And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, With windlaces, and with assays of bias”, By indirections find directions out; So, by my former lecture and advice, Shall you my son: You have me, have you not?
Rey. My lord, I have.
4 So, for so forth, as in the last act:- Six French rapiers and poniards with their assigns, as girdle, hanger, and so.'
5 i. e. by tortuous devices and side essays. “To assay, or rather essay, of the French word essayer, tentare,' says Baret.
God be wi
fare you well. Rey. Good my lord, Pol. Observe his inclination in yourself. Rey. I shall, my lord. Pol. And let him ply his musick. Rey.
Well, my lord.
[Exit. Enter OPHELIA. Pol. Farewell !-How now, Ophelia? what's the
matter ? Oph. 0, my lord, my lord, I have been so af
frighted! Pol. With what, in the name of heaven?
Oph. My lord, as I was sewing in my closet,
Pol. Mad for thy love?
My lord, I do not know;
What said he? Oph. He took me by the wrist, and held me hard; Then
goes he to the length of all his arm ; And, with his other hand thus o'er his brow, He falls to such perusal of my face, As he would draw it. Long stay'd he so; At last, -a little shaking of mine arm, And thrice his head thus waving up and down,
6 i. e. in your own person, personally add your own observations of his conduct to these inquiries respecting him.
? Hanging down like the loose cincture which confines the fetters or gyves round the ancles.