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Let her come in.
[Exit HORATIO. To my sick soul, as sin's true nature is, Each toy seems prologue to some great amiss :* So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
Re-enter Horatio, with OPHELIA.
OPH. Where is the beauteous majesty of Den
From another one?
And his sandal shoon. [Singing.
QUEEN. Alas, sweet lady, what imports this
song? Oph. Say you? nay, pray you, mark.
He is dead and gone, lady,
He is dead and gone ;
At his heels a stone.
QUEEN. Nay, but Ophelia,-
Pray you, 'mark.
a Each toy seems prologue to some great amiss] Toy is trifle : and amiss, in common use at that time for offence or abuse, here imports “ evil impending or catastrophe."
b It spills itself in fearing to be spilt] Exposes and ruins itself by its over anxiety to stifle suspicion.
e sandal shoon] « Socculus, a manner of shone," Ortus Vocabulor, 1514.
QUEEN. Alas, look here, my lord.
With true-love showers. (24)
King. How do you, pretty lady?
Oph. Well, God’ield you. They say, the owl was a baker's daughter. (25) Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be. God be at your table !
King. Conceit upon her father.
Oph. Pray, let us have no words of this; but when they ask you, what it means, say you this :
To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day, (26)
All in the morning betime,
To be your Valentine:
Then up he rose, and don'd his clothes,
And dupp'do the chamber door;
Never departed more.
King. Pretty Ophelia !
• God'ield you] Requite; yield you recompence. See As you, &c. III. 3. Touchst.
• Conceit upon her father] Fancies respecting. See III. 4. Ghost. “ Conceit in weakest minds."
e don'd and dupp'd] Do on and do up.
Oph. Indeed, without an oath, I'll make an
By Gis,(%) and by Saint Charity, (28)
Alack, and fye for shame!
By cock,(29) they are to blame.
Quoth she, before you tumbled me,
An thou hadst not come to my bed.
King. How long hath she been thus ?
Oph. I hope, all will be well. We must be patient: but I cannot choose but weep, to think, they should lay him i'the cold ground : My brother shall know of it, and so I thank you for your good counsel. Come, my coach! Good night, ladies ; good night, sweet ladies : good night, good night.
[Exit. King. Follow her close ; give her good watch, I pray you.
[Exit HORATIO. O! this is the poison of deep grief; it springs All from her father's death : And now behold, O, Gertrude, Gertrude, When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions! First, her father slain; Next, your son gone; and he most violent author Of his own just remove: The people muddied, Thick and unwholesome in their thoughts and
whispers, For good Polonius' death; and we have done but
greenly, (30) In hugger-mugger to inter him :(31) Poor Ophelia Divided from herself, and her fair judgment; Without the which we are pictures, or mere beasts. Last, and as much containing as all these,
Her brother is in secret come from France :
1623,32. With pestilent speeches of his father's death; Wherein* necessity, of matter beggar'd,
• Where in Will nothing stick our person to arraign
1623, 32. In ear and ear. O my dear Gertrude, this, Like to a murdering piece, (33) in many places Gives me superfluous death! [Å Noise within. QUEEN.
Alack! what noise is this?
Enter a Gentleman.
door : What is the matter? GENT.
Save yourself, my lord;
• keeps himself in clouds] At lofty distance and seclusion.
necessity, of matter beggar'd, will nothing stick] The necessities of one who has put himself in such a predicament (i. e., as Dr. Johnson says, the obligation of an accuser to support his charge) will, in want of grave or rational proof, have no reserve or scruple busily every where to accuse ourselves.
• The ocean, overpeering of his list] Swelling over his utmost line or boundary. See “ list of my voyage.” Tw. N. III. 1. Viola.
d in a riotous head] The tide, strongly flowing, is said to pour in with a great head.
Antiquity forgot, custom not known,
The ratifiers and props of every word] Word is term, and means appellation or title; as lord used before, and king
They cry, Choose we; Laertes shall be king!
King. The doors are broke. [Noise within.
Enter LAERTES, armed; Danes following.
I pray you, give me leave.
[They retire without the door. LAER. I thank you :-keep the door.-0 thou
vile king, Give me my father. QUEEN.
Calmly, good Laertes. LAER. That drop of blood that's calm pro
claims me bastard : Cries, cuckold, to my father ; brands the harlot Even here, between the chaste unsmirched brow Of my true mother.“ King.
What is the cause, Laertes, That thy rebellion looks so giant-like?
afterwards : and in its more extended sense, must import “ every human establishment."
· The sense of the passage is,-“ As far as antiquity ratifies, and custom makes every term, denomination, or title known, they run counter to them, by talking, when they mention kings, of their right of chusing and of saying who shall be king or sovereign.”
a the chaste unsmirched brow of my true mother] Unsmirched is unstained. See I. 3. Laert.