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Enter Duke, and Dutchess, Players.
Duke. Full thirty times hath Phæbus' Carr gone

Neptune's falt wash, and Tellus' orbed ground;
And thirty dozen moons with borrowed s sheen
About the world have time twelve thirties been,
Since love our hearts, and Hymen did our hands,
Unite commutual, in most sacred bands.

Dutch. So many journeys may the Sun and Moon
Make us again count o'er, ere love be done.
But woe is me, you are so sick of late,
So far from cheer and from your former state,
That I distrust you; yet though I distrust,
Discomfort you, my Lord, it nothing muft:
For women fear too much, ev'n as they love.

. And women's fear and love hold quantity; 'Tis either none, or in extremity. Now, what my love is, proof hath made you know; ? And as my love is siz'd, my fear is so. Where love is great, the smallest doubts are fear ; Where little fears grow great, great love grows

there. Duke. 'Faith, I must leave thee, Love, and shortly

too: My operant powers their functions leave to do, 5- been] Splendour, loftre. For the lady evidently is talking

6-ev'n as ihey love.) Here here of the quantity and proporseems to be a line loft, which tion of her love and fear; not fhould bave shymed to love. of their continuance, duration, 7 And as my love is fix'd, my or stability. Cleopatra expresses

fear is so.] Mr. Pope says, I herself much in ihe same manread fiz'd; and indeed, I do fo: ner, with regard to her grief for because, I observe, the quarto of the loss of Antony. 1605 reads, ciz'd; that of 161

cour Size of Sorrow, ciz'); the folio in 1632, fiz; and Proport'on'd to our Cause, must thac in 1623, fiz'd: and because,

be as great besides, the whole tenour of the As that which makes it. context demands this reading :



And thou shalt live in this fair world behind,
Honour'd, belov'd; and, haply, one as kind
For husband shalt thou-

Dutch. Oh, confound the rest!
Such love must needs be treason in my breaft;
In second husband let me be accurst!
None wed the second, but who kill the first,

Ham. Wormwood, wormwood !

Dutch,: The instances, that second marriage movej Are base respects of thrift, but none of love. A second time I kill my husband dead, When fecond husband kiffes me in bed.

Duke. I do believe, you think what now you speak ; But what we do determine oft we break; Purpose is but the Nave to memory, Of violent birth, but poor validity : Which now, like fruits unripe, sticks on the tree But fall unshaken, when they mellow be. Moft neceffary 'tis, that we forget To pay ourselves' what to ourselves is debt: What to ourselves in paffion we propose, The passion ending doth the purpose lose ; "The violence of either grief or joy, Their own enactures with themselves destroy. Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament; Grief joys, joy grieves, on nender accident. This world is not for aye; nor 'tis not strange, That ev'n our loves should with our fortune's change, For 'tis a question left us yet to prove, Whether love leads fortune, or else fortune love.

8 The instances.) The motives, *The violence of either griefor joy.

9 what to ourselves is debt:] Their own enactures with thema The performance of a resolution felves destroy.] What grief in which only the risolver is in- or joy enall or determine in cheir terested, is a debt only to him- violence, is revoked in their self, which he may therefore re- abatement. Enaltures is the word Init at pleasure.

in the quarto; all the modera editions have enactors.


The great man down, you mark, his fav'rite fies;
The poor advancd, makes friends of enemies to
And hitherto doth love on fortune tend,
For-who, not needs, shall never lack a friend
And who in want a hollow friend doch try,
Directly seasons him his enemy.
But orderly to end where I begun,
Our wills and fates do so contrary run, ! **
That our devices still are overthrown; w pot
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own
So think, thou wilt no second husband wed;
But die thy thoughts, when thy first Lord is dead.
Dutch. Nor earth to give me food, nor heaven

Sport and repose lock froin me, day and night!
To desperation turn my trust and hope !
2 An Anchor's cheer in prison be my scope !
Each opposite, that blanks the face of joy,
Meet that I would have well, and it destroy
Both here, and hence, pursue me lasting strife!
If, once a widow, ever I be wife.
Ham. If she should break it now

Duke. 'Tis deeply sworn; Sweet, leave me here My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile 10.) The tedious day with sleep.

[Sleeps. Dutch. Sleep rock thy brain, And never come mischance between us twain ! [Exit.

Ham. Madam, how like you this Play ? Mont Queen. The lady protests too much, methinks." Ham. Oh, but she'll keep her word.

3: 7 King. Have you heard the argument, is there no offence in't?


2 An Anchor's cheer in pris n be on hermit's fare in a prifon. An

my loope!) May my whole chor is for a chorete. liberty and enjoyn:ent be to live



Ham. No, no, they do but jest, poison in jest. No offence ith' world.

King. What do you call the Play ?

Ham. The Mouse-Trap. Marry, how? tropically. This Play is the image of a murder done in Vienna ; Gonzaga is the Duke's name, his wife's 3 Baptista ; you shall see anon, 'tis a knavilh piece of Work; but what o' that? your Majesty, and we that have free souls, it touches us not. Let the gallid jade winch, our withers are unrung.

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your love,

Enter Lucianus.
This is one Lucianus, nephew to the Duke.

Opb. You are as good as a chorus; my Lord.
Ham. I could interpret between


If I could see the puppets dallying.

Oph. You are keen, my Lord, you are keen.
Ham. It would cost you a groaning to take off my

Opb. Still better and worse.

Ham. So you mistake your husbands.
Begin, murderer. Leave thy damnable faces, and

Come. The croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.
Luc. Thoughts black, hands apt, drugs fit, and

time agreeing,
Confederate season, elle no creature seeing,
Thou mixture rank, of mid-night weeds collected,
-With Hecat's ban thrice blafted, thrice infected,
Thy natural magick, and dire property,
On wholsome life usurp immediately,

[Pours the poison into his ears.
Ham. He poisons him i'th' garden for's estate. His


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lian, the name always of a man. bands; that is, for better for

4 Se jou mittake your busbands.] worf.
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name's Gonzaga ; the story is extant, and writ in choice Italian. You shall fee anon how the murderer gets the love of Gonzaga's wife.

Oph. The King rises.
Ham. What; frighted with false fire !
Queen. How fares my Lord ?
Pol. Give o'er the Play.
King. Give me fome light. Away!
* All. Lights, lights, lights!


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Ham. Why, let the strucken deer go weep,

The heart ungalled play?
For some must watch, whilst some must sleep;

So runs the world away. Would not this, Sir, and a forest of Feathers, if the rest of my fortunes turn Turk with me, s with two provincial roses on my rayed shoes, get me a fellowship in a cry of Players, Sir ?

Hor. Half a share.

Ham. A whole one, I. " For thou dost know, oh Damon dear,

" This realm dismantled was 66 Of Jove himself, and now reigns here “? A very, very,Peacock, .


5 with two provincial roses on Rayed shoes, are shoes braided in my rayed foes,] When shoe. lines. ftrings were worn, they were co o a cry of Players;] Allusion vered, where they met in the to a pack of hounds.

WARB. middle, by a ribband, gathered 7 A zery, very Peacock.] This into the form of a rose. So in alludes to a fable of the birds an old song,

choosing a King, instead of the Gil-de-Roy was a bonny boy, eagle a peacock.

POPE Had roses full bis shoon.

The old copies have it Pai6


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