This bodiless creation ecstasy Is very cunning in. HAMLET. Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, ACT IV. Hamlet's Irresolution. How all occasions do inform against me, That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unused. Now, whether it be Of thinking too precisely on the event,— A thought which quarter'd hath but one part wisdom * Profit. + Capacity. ‡ Moulder. Sorrows rarely single. When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions! The Divinity of Kings. There's such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would, Acts little of his will. ACT V. Hamlet's Reflections on Yorick's Skull. GRAVE-DIGGER. A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! he poured a flagon of Rhenish on my head once. This same skull, Sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. HAMLET. This? GRAVE-DIGGER. E'en that. HAMLET. Alas poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest; of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour* she must come ; make her laugh at that. Ophelia's Interment. Lay her i' the earth; And from her fair and unpolluted flesh, * Condition. May violets spring -I tell thee, churlish priest, Melancholy. This is mere madness; And thus a while the fit will work on him: When that her golden couplets are disclosed, Providence directs our Actions. There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will. ·000· JULIUS CÆSAR. Brutus and Cassius, noble Romans, envious of the popularity of Cæsar, conspire with Casca, Decius, and others to assassinate him. Cæsar is warned by his wife Calphurnia and a soothsayer against attending the Capitol; he however disregards their admonitions, and is killed by the conspirators at the foot of Pompey's statue. In the commotion which ensues Brutus harangues the citizens, and wins them over to his side, but Mark Antony (called in the play Marcus Antonius), who is a strong adherent of Cæsar's, afterwards addresses the populace, and excites in them a desire to avenge the death of Cæsar. Octavius, Antony, and Lepidus, march with an army against Brutus and Cassius, who have fled from Rome and await with their forces the attack of Antony and his confederates. A quarrel ensues between Brutus and Cassius in the tent of the former, prior to the battle which is to decide their fates; their differences, however, are soon healed, and they meet the hostile army at Philippi where they are defeated, and, rather than fall into the hands of their foes, kill themselves. Portia, the wife of Brutus, has, prior to this period, ended her life by poison. An eloquent tribute from Octavius and Antony to the character of Brutus ends the play. Аст І. Patriotism. WHAT is it that you would impart to me? For, let the gods so speed me, as I love Contempt of Cassius for Cæsar. CASSIUS. I was born free as Cæsar; so were you. We both have fed as well; and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he. For once, upon a raw and gusty day, The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores, And swim to yonder point?" Upon the word, And bade him follow: so, indeed, he did. Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear, so from the waves of Tiber Is now become a god; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body, He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the world, Ay, and that tongue of his, that bade the Romans BRUTUS. Another general shout! I do believe that these applauses are [Shouts. For some new honours that are heap'd on Cæsar. CASSIUS. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about Brutus and Cæsar: What should be in that Cæsar? E |