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How now? what hath befall'n?
Rof. Where the dead body is bestow'd, my Lord, We cannot get from him.
King. But where is he? Rot Without my Lord, guarded, to know your pleasure..
-Y King. Bring him before us. Ref. Ho, Guildenstern! bring in my Lord.
Enter Hamlet, and Guildenstern.
King. Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius ?
Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten; à certain convocation of politique worms are e'en at him, Your worm is your only Emperor for diet.' We fát all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat King and your lean beggar is buç variable service, two dishes but to one table. That's the end.
King. Alas, alas!
Ham. A man may fish with the worm that bath eat of a King, eat of the fish that had fed of that worm.
King. What doth thou mean by this?
Ham. Nothing, but to show you how a King may go a progress through the guts of a beggar,
King. Where is Polonius?
Hum. In heav'n, send thither to fee. If your mefsenger find him not there, feek him i'th' other place yourself. But, indeed, if you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby.
King. Go seek him there.
King. Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial fafety,
The bark is ready, and the wind at help,
Ham. For England ?
Ham. I fee a Cherub, that sees them. But come. For England ! Farewel, dear mother.
King. Thy loving father, Hamlet.
Ham. My mother. Father and mother is man and wife; man and wife is one felh, and, fo, My Mother. Come. For England.
[Exit. King. Follow him at foot. Tempt him with speed
aboard; Delay it not, I'll have him hence to night. Away, for every thing is feaľd and done That else leans on th' affair. Pray you, make haste.
[Exeunt Rof. and Guild. And, England! if my love thou hold'st ar aught, As my great power thereof may give thee senle, Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red After the Danish sword, and thy free awe Pays homage to us; thou may'st not coldly' set by Our sovereign process, which imports at full,
1 the wind at help.] I fup
- set by pole it should be read,
Our fovereign process,] So The bark is ready, and the Hanmer. The others have only wind ar helm.
By letters conjuring to that effect,
blood he rages,
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A Camp, on the Frontiers of Denmark.
Enter Fortinbras, with an Army.
Cap. I will do't, my Lord. ,
Enter Hamlet, Rosincrantz, Guildenstern, &c.
Ham. Goes it against the main of Poland, Sir,
3 Houe'er m: hap, my jays will tom, be rhymed. Perhaps he
ne'er begin.] This being the wrote, termination of a scene, mould, Horve'er my hopes, my joys are according to our authour's cuf not begun. 6
Capt. Truly to speak it, and with no addition,
Ham. Why, then the Polack never will defend it,
Will not abate the question of this straw ;
How all occasions do inform against me,
4 + chief good and market-] S-line discours ,] Such If his highest good, and that for latitude of compichention, such which be felis his time, be to power of reviewing the past, and fleep and feed.
anticipating the future.
Why yet I live to say this thing's to do ;
. Rightly to be great,
6 - Rightly to be great, is exactly philosophical.
Is not to flir without, &c.] But greatly to find quarrel in a This passage I have printed ac Araw, cording to the copy. Mr. Theo
W ben honour is at pake, bald had regulated it thus, is the idea of a modern hero.
'Tis not to be great, But then, says he honour is an Never to fir without great ar argument, or fbject of debatı, gument ;
fufficiently great, and when hoBut greatly, &c.
nour is at stake, we must find The sentiment of Shakespeare is cause of quarrel in a straw. partly just, and partly romantick. 3 Excitements of my reason and --Rightly to be great,
my blood, ] Provocations Is not to stir without great are which excite both my reason and gument,
my paflions to vengeance.