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Than is my deed to my most painted word.
(Exeunt all but Ophelia,
Ham. * To be, or not to be? that is the question.--
4 To be; or not to be?-] Of them, and by opposing end them, this celebrated soliloquy, which though ferhaps with the loss of bursting from a man distracted life. If to die, were to sleep, no with contrariety of desires, and more, and by e Peep to end the overwhelmed with the magni. miseries of our nature, such a. tude of his own purposes, is con- fleep were devoutly to be vishet'; necied rather in the speaker's but if to sleep in death, be to mind, than on his tongue, I dream, to retain our powers of shall endeavour to discover the sensibility, we must pause to conttain, and to shew how one fen- fider, in that sleep of death what timent produces another. dreams may conre. This considera
Hamlet, knowing himself in- tion makes calamity so long en: jured in the most enormous and dured; for who would bear the atrocious degree, and seeing no vexations of life which might means of redress, but such as be ended by a bare bodkin, muft expose hin, to the extremity but that he is afraid of someof hazard, meditutes on his situ- ching in unknown futurity? This ation in chis manner: Before I fear it is that gives efficacy to car form any ralio al schem- of conscience, which, by turning act on under this pr:jure of dif- the mind upon this regard, chills trejs, it is necessary to decide, the ardour of resolution, checks whether, after our present ate, the vigour of enterprise, and we are to be or not to be. That makes the current of defire lag. is che qestion, which, as it shall nate in mnactivity. be aolivered, will determine, We may suppose that he would whether 'i; noller, and more have applied these general obsuitable to the dignity of reason, fervations to his own cafe, but to Juffer the ou rages of fortune that he discovered Opbelia. patiently, or to take awans against
s Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
For in that sleep of Death what dreams may come;
5 Or to take arms againjt A
I doubt whether the corrapSEA of troubl!:,] Without tion of this passage is not more question Shakıf ear wrote, than the editor has suspected.
ag inft Assail of troubles. Whips and scorns have no great i, e. 'assault.
connection with one another, or Mr. Pope proposed fiege. I with time; whips and scorns are know not why there should be fo evils of very different magnitude, much folicitude about this meta and though at all times fcorn may phor. Shakespeare breaks his me be endured, yet the times that t-phors often, and in this deful put men ordinarily in danger of tory speech there was less need of whirs, are
Fal. preserving them.
stof has said, that the courtiers ---mortal coil,] i.e. tur- would whip him with their quick moil, bustle.
WARB. wirs; but I know not that whip 7 -the whips and scorns of can be used for a fcoff or insult,
TIME,] The evils here com unless its meaning be fixed by plained of are not the product of the whole expression. time or duration simply, but of a Tam afraid left I should ven. corrupted age or manners. We ture too far in correcting this may be sure, then, that Shake. passage. If wkits be retained, Jpear wrote,
we may read, the wlips and Fiorns of For who would bear the whips TH' TIME.
and scorns of tyrants. And the description of the evils But I think that quip, a fneer, a of a corrupt age, which follows, farcasın, a contemptuous jest, is confirms this emendasion. the proper word, as suiting very WARBURTON. exactly with foorn. What then
pang of despis'd love, the law's delay,
[Seeing Ophelia with a book.
Opb. Good my Lord,
Ham. I humbly thank you, well.
must be done with time, it suits 8 To groan and sweat - ) All
This is a touch of nature. HamIt may be remarked, that let, at the fight of Ophelia, does Hamlet, in his enumeration of not immediately recollect, that miseries, forgets, whether pro- he is to personate madness, but perly or not, that he is a prince, makes her an address
and and' mentions many evils to solemn, such as the foregoing mewhich inferior ftations only are ditation excited in his thoughts. exposed.
That I have longed long to re-deliver.
Oph. My honour'd Lord, you know right well,
Ham. Ha, ha! are you honelt? Oph. My Lord, Ham. Are you fair? Oph. What means your Lordship? Ham. That if you be honest and fair, you should admit no discourfe to your beauty.
Oph. Could beauty, my Lord, have better commerce than with honesty ?
Ham. Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is, to a bawd ; than the force of honesty can translate beauty into its likeness. This was sometime a paradox, but now the time gives it proof. I did love you once.
Oph. Indeed, my Lord, you made me believe so.
Ham. You should not have believed me. For virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock, but we shall relifh of it. I lov’d you not.
Oph. I was the more deceiv'd.
Ham. Get thee to a nunnery. Why shouldst thou be a breeder of sinners ? I am myself indifferent ho
* That if y u be honest and fair, The true reading seems to be you should admit no viscourse to this, If you be honeft and fair, your beauty. ] This is the reading you should admit your honesty 10 of all the modern editions, and no discourse with your beauty. is copied from the quarto. The This is the sense evidently refolio riads, your honesty pould quired by the process of the conadmit no discourse to your beauty, versation.
nest; but yet I could accuse me of such things, that it were better, my mother had not borne me. very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offen ces at my beck, than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows, as I, do crawl ing between heav'n and earth? We are arrant knaves, believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery, . Where's your father?
Oph. At home my Lord.
Ham. Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool no where but in's own house. Farewel, - Oph. Oh help him, you sweet heav'ns!
Ham. If thou dost narry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry. Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, farewel; or, if thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough, what monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, go, and quickly too. Farewel.
Oph. Heav’nly powers restore him!
Ham. 3 I have heard of your painting too, well enough. God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another. You jig, you amble, and you
? at my beck,] That is, always named, then projected to be put ready to c.me about me.
in act, then executed.
WARB. With more offences at my beck, To put a thing into thought, is than I have thoughts to put them to think on it. in, imagination to give them shape,
3 I have heard of your painting or time to act them in.) What is too, well enough, &c.] This is the meaning of thoughts to put according to the quarto ; the fothem in? A word is dropt out. lio, for painting, has prattlings, We should read,
and for face, has pace, which thoughıs to put them in agrees with what follows, you
jig, you amble. Probably the This was the progress. The of- authour wrote both. I think the fences are fit conceived and common reading belt.