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Hor. You might have rhym'd.

Ham. Oh, good Horatio, I'll take the Ghost's word for a thousand pounds. Didst perceive?

Hor. Very well, my Lord.
Ham. Upon the talk of the poisoning?
Hor. I did very well note him.
Ham. Oh, ha! come, some musiek. Come, the

recorders.
For if the King like not the comedy;
Why, then, belike,

He likes it not, perdy.».

Enter Rosincrantz and Guildenstern. Come, some musick. Guil. Good my Lord, vouchsafe me a word with

you. Ham. Sir, a whole history.

rock, Paicocke, and Pajocke. 1 Hamlet is fetting his father's and substitute Paddock as nearest to uncle's characters in contrast to the traces of the corrupted read. each other : and means to say, ing. I have, as Mr. Pope says, that by his father's death the state been willing to substitute any was stripp'd of a godlike mo. thing in the place of his Pea- narch, and that now in his stead cock. He thinks a fable alluded reign'd the most despicable poito, of the birds chusing a King; fonous animal that could be: a instead of the eagle, a peacock. I meer paddick, or toad. PAD, suppose, he must mean the fable bufo, rubeta major ; a toad. This of Barlandus, in which it is said, word, I take to be of Hamlet's the birds being weary of their own fubftituting. The verses, ftate of anarchy, moved for the repeated, seem to be from some setting up of a King: and the old bailad ; in which, rhyme Peacock was elected on account of being necessary, I doubt not but his

gay feathers. But, with sub- the last verse ran thus; mission, in this passage

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THEOBALD. mention made of the eagle in an 8 Why, then, belike,] Hamlet tithesis to the peacock; and it was going on to draw the conmust be by a very uncommon sequence when the courtiers enfigure, that fore himself ftands tered. in the place of his bird. I think,

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"Guil. Goodmy Lord, put your discourse into some frame, and start tot so wildly from my affair. Ham. I am tame, Sir. Pronounce.

1024 Guil. The Queen your mother, in most great affiction of spirit, bath sent me to you. Hant. You are welcome.

Guil. Nay, good my Lord, this Courtesy is not of the right Breed. If it shall please you to make me a wholesome answer, I will do your mother's commandment; if not, your pardon and my return shall be the end of my business.

Ham. Sir, I cannot.
Guil

. What, my Lard. Ham. Make you a wholesome anfwer : my wit’s diseas'd. But, Sir, fuch answer as I can make, you fhall command ; or rather, as yoủ say, my Therefore no more but to the matter. My mother, you say

Rof. Then thús, she fays. Yoưr behaviour hath struck her into amazement, and admiration.

Ham. Oh wonderful son, that can fo aftonith a mother! But is there no sequel at the heels of this mother's admiration ?

Rof. She desires to speak with you in her closet, ere you go to bed.

Voimy mother.

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You do,"! furely, bao therdbars of your own liRof. How can that be, when you have the voice of the King himself, for yourtucceffion in Denmark ?

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Ham. Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you would make of me; you would play upon me, you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note, to the top of my compass; and there is much musick, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. - Why, do

you think, that I am easier to be play'd on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me. God bless

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Enter Polonius. Pol. My Lord, the Queen would speak with you, and presently.

Ham. Do you see yonder cloud, that's almost in Ihape of a Camel?

Pol. By the mass, and it's like a Camel, indeed.
Hami Methinks it is like an Ouzle.
Pol. It is black like an Ouzle,
Ham. Or, like a Whale ?
Pol. Very like a Whale.

Ham. Then will I come to my mother by and by5 they fool me to the

top

bent. I will comę by and by.

Pol. I will say so.
Ham. By and by is easily said. Leave me, friends.

[Exeunt. 'Tis now the very witching time of' night, When church-yards yawn, and hell itself breathes

out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot

blood,

of my

5. They fool me to the top of my the fool, till I can endure to do bent.] 'They compel me to play it no longer..

And

6 And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on. Soft, now to my mo-

ther-
O heart, lose not thy nature; let not ever
The Soul of Nero enter this firm bofom ;
Let me be cruel, but not unnatural ;
I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites;
How in my words foever she be shent,
? To give them seals never my soul consent !

S CE N E

VIII.

Enter King, Rosincrantz, and Guildenstern.

King. I like him not, nor stands it safe with us To let his madness range. Therefore, prepare you ; 1 your Commission will forthwith dispatch, And he to England shall along with you. The terms of our estate Hazard fo near us, as doth hourly grow

may not endure

ó And do such BITTER business time (says he) hell breathes ouç as the day

contagion to the world, whereby Would quake to look on--] The night becomes polluted and exer expreffion is almost burlesque. crable; the horror therefore of The old quarto reads,

this season fits me for a deed, And do such business as the BIT which the pure and sacred dy TER day

would quake to look on. This Would quake to look on. is said with great classical proprThis is a little corrupt indeed, ety. According to ancient subut much nearer Shakespear's perstition, night was prophane words, who wrote,

and execrable; and day, pure Better day, and holy.

WARBURTON. which gives the sentiment great 7 To give them seals] i.e. force and dignity. At this very put them in execution. Wakb.

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