thee; Here, thou incestuous, murd'rous, damned Dane, Laer. He is justly serv'd. - [He dies. [Takes the Cup from FRANCISCO. I am more an antique Roman than a Dane, Here's yet some liquor left. Ham. As thou’rt a man, — [Snatches the Cup. Give me the cup; let go; by Heaven, I'll have it. - -O, I die, Horatio !- [He dies. Hor. Now cracks a noble heart : -Good night, sweet prince; And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest ! Give order, that these bodies High on a stage be placed to the view; And let me speak, to the yet unknowing world, How these things came about.Bear Hamlet, like a soldier, to the stage ; For he was likely, had he been put on, To have prov'd most royally: and, for his passage, up the bodies :-Such a sight as this Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss. [A Dead March.-Exeunt. THE END |